Chapter 54: One of us
Kian aligned himself, pressing against her from behind, and rubbed his member up and down on it.
Feimei asked: "Don’t you want me to suck you off first? I promised I would swallow. I want to fulfill my promise."
She seemed genuinely vexed about that.
"You can do that later," he said, slowly pushing in.
Feimei let out a choked cry—her back arching, her fingers clawing at the wood.
He gave her the raw treatment she asked for, diving right in. "Damn, you are even tighter than Jia."
He could barely fit half of his dick inside her before he had to push hard.
Ngg~
Her sounds climbed from gasps to moans, her body jerking with each push until she was gripping the bench hard.
She clasped a hand around her mouth.
The wet sound of their joining filled the bamboo alcove, rhythmic and obscene, underscored by Feimei’s breathless cries.
"Are you fully in?" she asked with some strain, pleasure evident in her face.
She was such a stoic woman, and now, she could barely hide her pleasure!
Kian rubbed her back. "Barely in," he said.
She pushed back against him, meeting each thrust with a roll of her hips, and Kian gripped the curve of her waist hard enough to leave impressions on her pale skin.
Kian took a deep breath as he finally reached his full part inside her.
It felt amazing, as if he had finally put it where it belongs.
She was so slick, soft and nice inside that Kian could barely resist moving.
"You—" Feimei’s voice cracked as he hit a spot that made her legs tremble. "Hnng~."
Kian grunted, pulling out almost completely before slamming back in.
Hnng!
The bench creaked beneath them, its bamboo joints groaning in protest, and Feimei’s slick walls clamped around him with a desperate, pulsing tightness.
Her head dropped forward, black hair cascading over the wooden slats, and a string of broken moans spilled from her red lips, barely audible so that only Kian could hear it.
He reached around to cup one swaying breast, thumbing the stiff peak while his other hand anchored her hip, and that was all it took.
Ann~~
Feimei shattered with a sharp, honied moan—her whole body trembling, inner muscles fluttering around him in waves—and Kian felt the warm rush of her release soak his length.
She collapsed against the bench, chest heaving, her fingers uncurling from the wood as the last tremors faded.
"You were this sensitive?" he asked, continuing his thrusts.
He was still far from finished.
"Hmmnn~ Slower."
"Call me darling."
He thrusted deep into her again and again, making the poor woman gasp for breath.
She could barely manage to say, "Baby, slower. Not this fast."
That sent a shiver down Kian’s spine, making him push deep into her in a fabulous release.
For a long moment, only the soft drip of water from their bodies and the distant murmur of the hot spring broke the silence.
Then Feimei turned her head, one ruby eye peeking through the tangled curtain of her hair, and gave him a slow, satisfied smile.
Kian took a deep breath. "That took me by surprise."
She turned and beckoned for his face with her hand, their lips soon moving to kiss.
Once they parted, she said softly: "I’ve seen you like one of my babies as well since a while ago, calling you that now is nothing special. So, make sure you take care of your family well."
Kian looked at her, still breathing hard, and a smile tugged at his mouth. He cupped her chin and tilted her face up, then pressed a soft kiss to her forehead—lingering, warm, nothing like the raw fucking they’d just shared.
"Sure," he said.
"Thank you, baby," she replied by kissing the bottom of his jaw.
He looked at her eyes, feeling amped.
Feimei held his gaze for a beat, then gently pushed his chest until he straightened.
"Wait, wait!" he said, almost too eager as he stepped up to her and faced his slick cock to her face. "Your promise, please!"
She blinked, looking at the wet, still almost hard dick infront of her. She gently held it with her hand, feeling the slickness.
"I did promise," she murmured, and wrapped her fingers around the base of him.
"Indeed you promised!"
"Don’t be so eager, if I told you I’d do it, I will do it."
She took him into her mouth without hesitation—her red lips stretching around his thickness, cheeks hollowing as she sucked the mingled taste of them both from his skin.
"oh~ fuck!"
His already sensitive tip felt as if it had entered heaven and hell at the same time.
Her tongue circled the head in a slow, deliberate swirl, and then, she swallowed his entire member into her mouth.
"Hngg!" It was Kian’s turn to hold his sound.
His hand naturally found the back of her head, fingers threading through wet black hair.
"Babay, you seem to be in pain," she hummed around him, pulling back just enough to speak. "You’re still getting harder, but I am not sure that’s healthy."
Her words only worked to fuel him even more.
She licked a long stripe up the underside, her eyes never leaving his face.
He hardened straight away.
"Oh, do you like this that much?"
Kian groaned as she swallowed him deeper, her voice dissolving into a wet, eager rhythm that said everything else she needed to.
He came straight away, and this time, she didn’t hesitate to gulp it all down.
Her throat bobbed as they looked at each other.
Soon, she had swallowed the entire thing.
"Both my girls are lucky," she said. "So are you. And I am very glad."
She gave him another suck to clean his throbbing member. Then, noticing it was clean, she gave it a little pecking kiss, then patted it.
"It’s a little cutie now." She chuckled. "Good, now let’s go back and bath."
Kian nodded, feeling all sort of ways.