Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 16

Mia’s underwear became damp with every move Dylan made. As it repeatedly rubbed back and forth, stimulating her, Mia wriggled her hips and moaned.

“Ah, ungh!”

With each moan, each gesture, Dylan felt as aroused as a teenage boy.

He squeezed a handful of Mia’s soft flesh, leaving his handprint behind. How could a human body be like this? As he repeatedly squashed and released, her fair skin turned red. It was a satisfying sight, damn it. Dylan pressed his body close to the desk, sliding his thick hand between Mia’s stomach and pulling her up into a hug. As her stomach lifted off the desk, Mia naturally had to stand on tiptoe.

“Dylan…!”

As if afraid of falling, Mia flailed her arms. But only for a moment, before she braced her shoulders and straightened her arms to regain her balance. Her voice, raised as if scolding him, sounded rather sweet. It was different from her usual composed tone, which made him even more excited.

He brushed his lips against Mia’s shoulder as he continued to move his lower body relentlessly. With his movements, Mia’s hair scattered, and her soap scent stimulated his nose. Mia Blair was in his office, on the desk where he worked. That fact alone was overly stimulating, but seeing her holding onto his uniform, which he had been wearing until just now, as if it were a lifeline, and entrusting her body entirely to him.

“Ugh, ungh!”

He moved slowly, taking in Mia, who was relying on him, with his eyes. Mia, perhaps feeling the slow build-up of pleasure, stopped even her short utterances. She was only busy shaking her head and exhaling hot breaths. The moment he ran his fingernails over the small protrusion above her underwear and thrust his hips forward, Mia reached a light climax and trembled.

Dylan looked down at the sound of something falling. Her shoes, which had been pitifully dangling from her feet, were now off. She, who had been covering herself up to her feet like a nun, was now showing such a loosened appearance with just a few of his actions.

Carefully releasing the strength in his arms, Dylan lowered Mia onto the desk and knelt between her legs. As he removed her underwear, which was damp and failing to do its job, the fluid she had secreted in excitement stretched out.

“Aren’t you making me misunderstand if you do this?”

Dylan’s fingers touched the fluid connecting her vulva and underwear. When he touched the spiderweb-like strands, they snapped without much force.

“What, hngh, hngh, misunderstand?”

Now, Dylan’s finger was dangling with the fluid. He glanced at it and chuckled.

“That you were trying to stimulate me so we could mess around wantonly.”

He waited for Mia’s rebuttal, saying it was ridiculous, but she didn’t add anything. The person who had been answering so well until just now. She didn’t say anything. Even the small wriggling movements had stopped. She was just quietly waiting, as if anticipating the next situation. Dylan felt a tingling sensation at the back of his neck. He really thought he might be misunderstanding.

Mia Blair probably didn’t even understand what he was saying. He sighed softly and grabbed her thighs, pulling them up.

Her legs, pulled up, no longer touched the floor, unlike before. Mia let out a thin moan and flailed her feet in the air. Dylan slowly knelt and grabbed her small, moving foot. Then, he placed her right foot on his thigh. Mia didn’t resist, as if glad to have something to support herself. As her small foot pressed gently against his thigh, Dylan imagined for a moment. Mia rubbing his penis with that small foot.

“Haa.”

A breath, flushed with excitement, escaped his lips.

“Mia, you need to put the other leg up too.”

As he lightly grasped her left ankle, Mia obediently followed. Such a docile Mia Blair. The stimulation from that made every single hair on his body stand on end. With both feet on Dylan’s thighs, Mia’s legs naturally spread open. Thanks to that, everything that had been hidden was now visible. Damp, light pubic hair, a reddish vulva, and glistening fluids that seemed ready to flow out again.

It felt like fluid would spill out with every twitch. Dylan opened his mouth and swallowed it without hesitation. He licked her damp vulva at length. Instantly, Mia’s body jumped up and stiffened.

“What are you doing?”

Even without looking at her face, he could easily predict that Mia would have a tremendous expression on her face. Dylan sucked on her labia minora and clitoris, swallowing all the fluids she secreted.

“Ah, hngh.”

Dylan, who had been licking her until they were swollen, straightened his tongue and pushed it into her vulva. Because Mia had stiffened her body more than before, the opening had also narrowed. Feeling the tight pressure, Dylan rubbed her thighs to soothe her slowly.

“You have to relax your body.”

“I can’t! I can’t.”

Mia moaned as if in pain, tensing her legs.

“Stop it. Why aren’t you doing it like last time.”

Thanks to that, Dylan, who was tightly connected to her honey juice, sucked on her inner flesh even more carefully than before. He bit down on her protruding clitoris and rubbed his tongue as if to unfold all the wrinkles.

“Ah, ungh. Hngh.”

Mia’s body trembled once, and the strength drained from her body. Nevertheless, as if worried about his head buried there, she tried to close her spread legs. As if punishing her for constantly wriggling, he bit down on the inside of her thighs.

“Dylan, ahngh. It tickles.”

He repeatedly sucked and rubbed with his tongue. He licked every part of Mia’s body as if he were going to devour her completely. Among the areas swallowed by Dylan’s mouth was the spot where she had been pricked by a pin while getting her clothes fitted a few days ago.

“Isn’t it good?”

“How can it be good when my stomach, hngh, is throbbing?”

That couldn’t be.

“When I’m biting down this hard.”

That was what he said as he briefly kissed her vulva and inserted his fingers into her vagina. Mia’s insides were already loosely relaxed. Her reddish vulva was nicely gripping his fingers tightly.

“I should figure out how to fix the habit of constantly beating around the bush when you can just say it feels good.”

Mia’s body was reacting honestly to every touch. But she seemed unhappy with the moans that were leaking out, trying hard to suppress them. Mia’s voice, heard in broken syllables, made Dylan’s reason dizzy.

“Why do you have to fix it?”

“I don’t have to fix it.”

“Hngh.”

“It’s a problem that will naturally resolve itself over time.”

Dylan spread his fingers, loosening Mia’s vagina. It was a very slow and relaxed movement, unlike his fully erect penis. As he leisurely circled his fingers, the inside trembled and the muscles contracted tightly. The pleasure that had been building up in layers burst out at the same time, and Mia reached climax, trembling.

Unable to endure the movements that were beyond her control any longer, Mia called Dylan in a watery voice.

“Hngh, Dyl, an.”

“Yes.”

“Quickly. Ugh, hngh, do something.”

As if anticipating the next move, her vagina continued to throb. Pleased by that, Dylan bit down hard on her plump buttocks, leaving his mark, and stood up. Mia, still holding onto his uniform as if it were a lifeline, filled his vision. She had turned her head to one side, rubbing her flushed face against Dylan’s clothes. That trivial sight made Dylan’s penis swell even more than before. He casually stroked her smooth forehead, admiring the sight for a while.

“Dylann.”

Mia drew out his name with her small lips. Beyond being pleased, he wanted to devour Mia completely as she was. Barely holding onto his scattering reason, he aimed his penis at her vagina, which was limp with fluids and his own secretions. He pressed down slowly, and her vagina puckered slightly, nibbling at his penis.

“Ah, hngh!”

Even though only the tip had entered, Mia’s inner walls were welcoming, nibbling at Dylan. Her buttocks trembled slightly. As if she needed to hold onto something to endure this situation, Mia was tightly gripping documents in one hand and Dylan’s uniform in the other. The late summer sunlight scattered over Mia. Mia Blair, flushed and aroused with excitement. Dylan was certain that nothing in the world could be more beautiful than this.

As he blankly stared at Mia, her vulva chewed on Dylan’s penis, demanding pleasure. Barely suppressing the rising sensation of ejaculation, he opened his mouth in a subdued voice.

“Mia.”

Upon hearing her name, Mia’s insides constricted him even more strongly than before.

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