It’s Not Night - Chapter 166.1

Dustin’s member pressed deeper with a relentless push. The feeling was so deep it felt like it was reaching depths that seemed impossible before. Andra gasped loudly.

“Ah, ah, it’s, too deep, ahuu….”

“Kuht….Andra, you swallowed everything.”

With one hand gripping the edge of the table and the other supporting himself, Dustin buried his face in Andra’s nape and sucked gently. Soon, he licked her earlobe and moved up to her cheek, before finding her lips and engaging in a deep kiss. The sound of their mingling saliva echoed in the room.

Dustin, like a man desperate for water from a dry well, sucked greedily on her tongue, stealing her breath. Below, he continued a slow, deliberate thrusting around her inner walls.

“Ah, hu-uhp, uht, ung…”

After their lips parted, Dustin licked the tears from the corner of Andra’s eyes. Even her salty tears tasted sweet to him. He straightened his torso and increased the pace of his thrusts.

Andra, overwhelmed by pleasure, unknowingly raised her arms to shield her view.

“Ahngg, ung! Dus, stin… st, stop…uuht!”

“You’re too beautiful… it’s driving me crazy.”

Her form of struggling and crying to accept him was a vision of ecstasy. It was so dazzling he wished time would stand still.

“Kuhk, Andra… look at me, huh?”

He yearned to see those dewy blue eyes. He wanted to feel those eyes focused only on him. Dustin pulled her arms away from Andra’s face, and Andra weakly opened her eyes. Her blue eyes shimmered like jewels, though they quickly shut tight again as he thrust sharply.

“Dustin, stop… hu-uht, ah, ang!”

“We’re almost there.”

“Don’t… uhng! Lie, ah, huk!!”

The squelching noise of wet flesh drowned out her moans. Dustin carefully adjusted her disheveled blond hair. Her flushed face appeared more visible. He was preparing to climax, gripping her slender waist. Then, Andra reached out her hand.
“Hah, ugh, Dustin… Give me, your hand…”

“….hand?”

“Uht! Hand, please, ah! Your, hand…”

Dustin readily extended his hand to her. Andra grasped it and pressed it against her cheek. He felt the warmth of her face against his palm. Dustin’s excitement grew as he felt her rely on him, and involuntarily, he thrust deeper.

“Ahhh, uht, ung, ah!”

As Dustin plunged deeper, Andra twisted her hips and shook her bottom. Pleasure quickly overtook her entire body. Her walls intensely contracted and relaxed as it struggled with the stimulation.

Dustin adjusted his hips slightly and then pushed firmly, making Andra gasp for air, her fingernails scraping his hand. With this, Dustin climaxed deeply inside her.

The climax was prolonged. His member spasmed and his come poured out. As Andra trembled from the aftermath of her climax, she glanced at Dustin’s wrist.

As expected, the red mark was gone. The intensifying red glow that usually accompanied his climax was nowhere to be found. Realizing that the magic that bound them had truly disappeared, Andra let her body relax completely drained of energy.

“Andra?”

“…I’m tired.”

It seemed she might have fallen asleep. She lay there with her eyes closed. When Dustin gently shook her, she responded in a barely audible whisper. Dustin continued to kiss her affectionately.

Adorable Andra.

How could he not love her?

Dustin looked out the window to see the dawn breaking. He gently lifted her, his center still pressing inside her, making her wince. I can’t do it, stop… Dustin smiled faintly and carried her towards the bathroom.

“This time, I promise it’s just a bath.”

“…”

“Promise.”

“….If you touch me, I’m really kicking you out.”

Dustin opened the bathroom door and began to fill the bathtub with warm water. Before the tub was full, he placed Andra on his lap, gently massaging and stroking her body to ensure no areas were tense or knotted.

While his touch was tender and comforting, Andra couldn’t relax completely due to the persistent presence of his member. Why hasn’t he taken it out yet…?

Andra narrowed her eyes and spoke to Dustin in a tone that mixed irritation with affection,

“When are you going to pull it out?”

“As long as possible.”

“You’re terrible…”

Only when the bathtub was fully filled did Dustin finally pull himself out. As he did, a mix of white fluids flowed out from her. He wiped her down with a towel and prepared to lift her into the tub.

“Wait a second…”

“Why?”

“I want to clean it out… It’s uncomfortable to keep it in. Feels like I’m getting a stomach ache…”

Andra reached down and began to scoop out the liquid that had pooled inside her with her fingers. Watching his se*en flow out, stirred a strange feeling in Dustin. He intervened, taking her hand.

“Let me do it. You’re straining yourself.”

“I can handle it… Never mind. Do what you want.”

With her permission, Dustin carefully inserted two fingers inside her, scraping out his se*en meticulously. Andra clung to his shoulder, trembling slightly from the sensation.