CHAPTER 120: BATH - III (R18)

Chapter 118: Bath - III

Seeing Ethan reaction, determined expression formed on her face. Yes..if I want to get back at him...t-then this is the only way. and she positioned herself more nicely in front of him.

Despite Ethan not doing anything to satisfy her, she looked so incredibly aroused and excited, with her mesmerized eyes and heavy, bated breathing... the faint tremble in her shoulders betraying her inner turmoil. Her lips were flushed, her chest rising and falling rapidly as if even the air between them had become thick and heavy. She smiled at him before grabbing onto his member with both hands, peeling the skin all the way back, and landing one, big, heartfelt kiss onto the tip.

"Mwaaah." The wet, smacking sound that escaped from her delicate lips forced Ethan’s shaft to twitch violently with pure exhilaration, his body shuddering as heat shot up his spine.

Lirael’s lips parted, revealing his glistening tip slick with her spit, though she didn’t wait for long. In the next second, she slowly lowered her head to engulf his shaft in earnest after her greeting kiss. Her mouth stretched around him, warm and velvety, her tongue pressed tightly against his flesh. She moved with a mixture of eagerness and tentativeness, like a kitten discovering the thrill of play for the first time.

Her head bobbed up and down, strands of silver hair brushing against Ethan’s thighs, her eyes locked on his as she eagerly explored every inch of his length while curiously observing Ethan’s reactions, almost drinking in his every twitch and groan.

Her tongue danced along the veins, teasing and tickling as it went. Each stroke was slow and deliberate, savoring his taste, his salt, his heat, as though she wanted to memorize every contour of him. A clear sign that she wanted to prolong this experience for as long as possible—she clearly was enjoying it even though she said otherwise. Ethan chuckled at her timid reservedness as he placed a palm on top of her head and petted her lovingly, his fingers threading through her damp hair, while speaking up, "You are doing great Lirael, just so you know... I won’t be losing anytime soon."

Lirael’s eyes fluttered wide open and minor tremors of lustful excitement and rebellion were visibly assaulting her delicate frame due to his confident announcement. Since her mouth was full at the moment she couldn’t exactly converse, but he could easily read her thoughts just from a glance. She clearly meant, Just you wait, you smug bastard.

At first, disbelief was visible in her beautiful visage, but such emotions soon turned into an inner debate, which soon resulted in her becoming more determined to get back at him... at least that was what she thought.

As she refocused on pleasing Ethan, her lips moved lower, her tongue swirling around the base before looking up at him with a mischievous grin, her saliva stringing from her mouth to his shaft. She then proceeded to lick a trail upward, slow and wet, as her tongue traced the same path her lips had just traveled, leaving his skin glistening.

Then, without even letting him relax after the heavenly feel she just subjected him to, she greedily lowered her head and her cheeks bulged as she took him deeper into her throat. Her gag reflex fluttered, her eyes watering ever so slightly from the difficulty she was facing due to Ethan’s size and her lack of experience. Her throat convulsed tightly around him, milking him unintentionally with every swallow.

Ethan just petted her head all the while she got used to it, his thumb brushing against her wet cheek as she trembled in his grip.

Her movements were hesitant at first, but Ethan’s reactions seemed to have an effect on her confidence. She began to explore further, running her tongue along the veins and ridges of his shaft as she went. Her lips moved in sync with her tongue, creating a wet, slurping sound that filled the steamy air and only served to fuel his desire for her even more.

The scene before Ethan was simply too much to handle. A beautiful woman who he had come to love was dedicated to pleasing him in her own ways, her efforts creating a wave of pleasure that threatened to consume him entirely.

As he groaned and writhed beneath her machinations, his hands roamed over her body, cupping her breasts, stroking her head, and caressing her hips as he lost himself in the moment.

Unconsciously, his hand got a hold of her head and started bobbing it back and forth with increased intensity, his hips grinding into her mouth as he lost control.

"Mhmmffm—!" She made a sound of protest, muffled and choked, but he wasn’t listening to her at all, because he could clearly see her hand exploring her fold with renewed intensity, her slick dripping down her thighs as she indulged herself.

Her lackluster blowjob skills improved rapidly during the single session, and by now she was threatening to force him into eruption with every sensual move of her head.

For several blissful minutes, she continued her efforts, driving him to the brink of madness with each stroke Lirael’s sensual tongue, lips, mouth, and throat subjected his member to.

The sensual throat sounds she let out, the gagging, the wet gulping, accompanied by all the slick schlicking his member did with her saliva coating him, was the most beautiful chorus he’d ever heard.

Eventually, he could tell that he was nearing the end. "Speed it up, my beautiful maid. I’m about to bust..."

"Mffmmhh," that was the only thing that he got in response, her eyes fluttering with both tears and defiance.

Tears of struggle flowed down the beautiful elf maid’s cheeks as she did her absolute best to bear with it all—just to please him (or her way to get back at him), her new man she had come to wholeheartedly love, to the best of her abilities.

And then, it finally happened. With a loud groan, he came into Lirael’s eagerly awaiting throat, his release spilling forth in wave after wave of pure bliss. Lirael choked on his member as she struggled to swallow everything that was coming her way, her throat tightening desperately with each gulp, but she didn’t stop, determined to see this through until the end.

As he came down from the intense orgasm, he leaned back with extreme satisfaction. He was a bit dazed, his mind straight-up jumbled from the sheer intensity with which the girl made him erupt. As he glanced down at her, he could see Lirael lifting her trembling hands to her eyes to clean the tears away, strands of saliva and seed still clinging to her lips.