It’s Not Night - Chapter 168.1

“Ung, uht…”

The tingling sensation of her stimulated cli*oris left Andra gasping for air and she strained her stomach and legs. She felt like she might climax at any moment. Just a little more, a bit harder… Her love liquid kept leaking and trailing down from her hole. The squelching sounds from their wet union filled the air.

“Ah, hung, I’m, I’m about to c-m…”

Andra’s frantic movements were matched by Dustin’s own thrusting. His member seemed ready to plunge deeper at any second. Suddenly, as Andra dug her nails into his shoulders for support, her body shook violently. Her breath stopped for a moment as she was overwhelmed by her climax.

“Ah…”

After the intensity of her orgasm subsided, Andra exhaled deeply, feeling her body relax and drowsiness creeping in. Maybe this was a good stopping point for today. Her eyelids grew heavy, but as she glanced down, she saw Dustin’s member still raising its head. Though she felt no obligation to tend to it.

They had done so several times before.

Andra wanted to bury herself in bed. Her body was exhausted from their repeated lovemaking. Sleeping now would likely make her able to sleep well without any nightmares. Because she would fall asleep with her body drowsy from the affair.

Just as she was about to get up.

“Maybe we should stop here… Ah!”

A sudden snapping noise, followed by a crash, jolted Andra onto the rug. The plush texture of the rug against her back snapped her out of her drowsiness. Looking up in confusion, she noticed the cloth binding Dustin’s arms had torn, now lying scattered across the floor.

“Dus, ahhng!”

In an instant, his large hands grasped Andra’s thighs and spread them apart, pressing his still-erect member against her sensitive folds. The fresh stimulation contracted her lower abdomen sharply. Startled, Andra quickly braced herself with her hands as Dustin, who was breathing heavily, focused intensely on her lower body.

Soon, the blunt object would fit into her opening. Her hole seemed to eagerly pulse and twitch as if wanting it. Andra, noticing Dustin’s eyes still covered by the cloth, hurriedly reached out to him.

“Wait, wait…”

“Sorry, Andra. I can’t hold it in any longer.”

Before Andra could finish speaking, the imposing member sliced through the flesh and plunged deep inside her.

“Ha-ugh!”

A massive sensation overtook her body. Andra shivered uncontrollably, barely able to breathe. Just the insertion triggered a brief climax. Her toes curled, and her fingers clawed the rug, her knuckles turning white from the grip.

“Ha… Andra, you’re going to cut me down there.”

“Uh, hu…ah…”

“See, I’m fully inside you now…. Can you feel how tight you are?”

The entrance that was soaked with fluids, easily swallowed Dustin’s large form and squirmed around it. The warm, moist inner walls made Dustin breathe deeply. He had longed to be this deep inside. He lifted one hand from gripping her thigh to gently stroke her abdomen, which was slightly swollen from accommodating him. A profound sense of satisfaction enveloped him.

‘I will never, never….let any other bastard have her.’

Dustin firmly held her hips. Andra’s breathing slowly returned to a steady rhythm. Yet, he didn’t fully wait for her. His unresolved desire made him barely maintain his composure.

Dustin slightly pulled back his hips. Slowly, the large lump slid out, grazing the inner walls. Andra gasped.

“I love you, Andra.”

Slam! He drove himself back into her. The force made Andra’s ample chest bounce.

The blunt object precisely hit her sensitive spot, causing Andra’s vision to flash white. Tears welled up in the corner of her eyes, and the connected area throbbed, sending continuous tingles of pleasure throughout her body.

“Hu, ugh, Du, stin…”

Andra lifted her wet eyelids to look at Dustin, who was thrusting into her. Hearing her call his name, he roughly tore off the cloth covering his eyes. His sea-green eyes shimmered with lust as if it was consuming her. At that moment, Andra realized that any hope of a peaceful sleep tonight was lost.

“Just stay still. I’ll take care of everything.”

He pulled back his waist again. Andra squinted slightly, shaking her head as she felt him pull out. The sensation of something as thick as her forearm entering and exiting was something she could never quite get used to, no matter how many times she experienced it. It was chilling yet ironically pleasurable.

Dustin began his thrusts. His rough movements mirrored his impatience. Ah, hu, ah, ahng! Andra was helplessly swaying in his grip. There was no escape. Every time she slid up a little, Dustin immediately pulled her hips back towards him and ruthlessly pressed deep inside her with the blunt tip.

“Uh, ung! Hu, uh, ung, aht, ung, aahh!”

Andra screamed continuously. Suddenly feeling her moans were embarrassingly vulgar, she tried to cover her mouth, but couldn’t keep herself from crying out. It felt as though her body wasn’t her own. No, I don’t like it. No, it’s good. Conflicting emotions played tug-of-war in her chest, making her feel like a fool for not controlling herself.

“Aht, uh, ung! St, st, ung… stop, ah!”

“Hoo, you keep getting pushed upward. Can you cross your legs, Andra?”

“No, hu, ugh… slow, slow down, ung, hunt, please…”

“You’ve been too much, always provoking me.”

Right? Dustin, seeing Andra’s tearful face, whispered tenderly. Andra shook her head in denial but as he thrust again, she helplessly nodded. Ah, ung! Dustin!Eventually, Andra wrapped her legs around his waist and called out his name.

“I wish I could take it slow, but… your body drives me crazy.”