Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 25 (R19)
Dylan, without missing a spot, kissed Mia’s shoulder and moved down to her arm. There was a scar on her forearm where she had been slashed by a knife. He kissed the area softly, again and again. Moving further down, his lips landed on her elbow, where a round scar marked the spot where she had fallen on a gravel path while trying to escape her hardships. Dylan meticulously licked the rough scar with his tongue.
“Dylan…”
Without answering, Dylan chewed on Mia’s fingers, one by one. The dress, pulled down to her abdomen, no longer covered her body. Even through the hazy silhouette in the steamy mirror, Mia could tell how disheveled she was. Her chest was exposed, and her fingers and the back of her hand were being bitten, making her head spin. Then, Dylan asked, “Do you understand now?”
Before she could ask what he meant, he clicked his tongue and buried his face in her other shoulder. Her whole body felt like it was on fire. Her lower abdomen throbbed, and her heart pounded wildly. It wasn’t much different from the sensations he had been slowly teasing her with recently. After leaving teeth marks on all her fingers, Dylan kissed Mia’s side. The flesh that had been torn by the whip was uneven as it healed. He didn’t seem to care as he continued his actions.
“Ugh, Dylan.”
He rubbed her other side with his fingers. Mia couldn’t help but squirm, unable to bear the ticklish sensation. Holding onto the sink and moaning, she realized that she had no clothes left on her body. Without even glancing at the dress lying at her feet, Dylan continued what he was doing.
Kneeling down, Dylan kissed the scar on her thigh, where she had been pricked by something like a small needle. At the same time, a gush of fluid flowed from her vulva. Without underwear to catch it, the fluid dripped onto the bathroom floor. Dylan, kneeling and kissing her leg, must have seen it clearly. But for some reason, he didn’t rub her clit with his fingers or suck on it like he had before. That drove Mia even crazier.
As her mind blurred with heat, she found herself in the bathtub. Dylan was behind her, his arms wrapped around her waist, still kissing her.
“How long, ugh, are you going to do this?”
As she twisted her body slightly, he lifted his head from her shoulder.
“Dylan, ha! Dylan.”
She trembled and called his name. Considering the hard penis she felt against her buttocks, it was clear that he wanted what was coming next, but Mia couldn’t understand why he was only continuing with these meaningless actions. Dylan lifted his face from her shoulder and asked calmly, “Are you cold?”
Despite the composed question, his erect penis slowly rubbed against Mia’s buttocks. Even as he did such a thing, he gently scooped water from the tub and poured it over her shoulder. Because of the accumulated sensations, even this stimulation was too much for Mia. Instead, she urged him on.
“Dylan, teasing is…”
“…”
“Stop, please stop.”
After pausing his movements for a moment, Dylan rubbed his lips against Mia’s eyes. Her whole body went limp, and her mind became hazy. Her body was hot with fever, but her eyes kept closing. Forcing her eyes open, she saw Dylan’s still composed face.
“Dyl…, lan.”
“Yes.”
“Now, please!”
He patted Mia’s body. The water rippled, and her body stretched out pleasantly. In her muddled mind, Dylan uttered incomprehensible words.
“You’re not having useless thoughts now.”
As dim light began to fill the room, Mia’s eyes opened. She usually woke up in the pitch-black dawn, so this was a good sign.
“I didn’t have a nightmare again.”
Mia blinked slowly, and her wrist came into view. The marks left by Dylan’s obsessive biting and sucking were vividly visible. For someone whose penis had been so erect, he had acted gentlemanly, only kissing every inch of Mia’s body without doing anything else. Did Dylan know that his passionless, pure gaze made her knees weak?
His teeth marks were also clear on the instep of her foot, which peeked out from under the blanket. Recalling the previous day, Mia’s body naturally began to be consumed by excitement. It was the result of only teasingly rubbing his lips against her. From the moment she woke up, Mia’s dark day should have begun. But when Dylan pulled her close from behind with his firm arms, it felt like a faint light was cast upon her. He buried his face in Mia’s neck.
“It tickles!”
His soft, silky hair was particularly ticklish. It felt strange. Mia wiggled her toes and then, unable to resist, turned her body. She felt the strength in his arms loosen. Only then did she turn to properly see Dylan’s face. Unlike her, who was used to sleeping in a bright space, his brow was deeply furrowed, as if he was uncomfortable.
Realizing that such a sleeping arrangement would be uncomfortable for a normal person, Mia understood how uncomfortably he had slept.
“He must be very uncomfortable.”
As if he had heard Mia’s muttering, the strength in his loosened arms tightened again. His subtle scent strangely relaxed her.
‘A cozy smell.’
His unique soap scent was mixed with the fresh scent and permeated him. When she brought her face to his flat chest, his heart thumped softly. Focusing on the sound, she felt her body heat up for some reason. As she fidgeted and moved, Dylan pulled Mia closer than before. Noticing that he had woken up, she told him that it was still early morning.
Without opening his eyes, he replied. His voice was husky, as if he hadn’t shaken off his sleepiness.
“Why did you wake up?”
“You know by now that I don’t sleep much.”
“Sleep more.”
Dylan patted Mia’s back at a steady pace. Listening to the soft, murmuring sound made her feel like heat haze was rising from her body. Mia, who had been fidgeting in his arms, spoke.
“I’m okay, so you sleep a little more.”
“…”
“Are you worried that I’ll get up first? If that’s the case, you don’t have to worry.”
“…”
“I was planning to stay here until you woke up.”
For some reason, Dylan didn’t reply. The movement of patting Mia’s back at a steady pace also slowly stopped.
“Dylan?”
Thinking that he had fallen asleep in that short time, she called him. Dylan pressed his forehead against Mia’s and sighed.
“Where did you learn to say such things?”
She felt his penis, which had hardened at some point. The heat felt from below was so strong that it couldn’t be ignored. Realizing this, Mia swallowed hard. She also had too many things that hadn’t been resolved since yesterday. The words they had said to put each other to sleep no longer mattered. There was no fatigue in his blue eyes, and unlike yesterday, there was a man consumed by desire.
“I don’t want it like yesterday.”
“Then how do you want me to do it?”
“Do it like you did the first time. Huh?”
Mia, holding his arm, wiggled her fingers and urged him on. Seeing this, Dylan looked into the air and sighed nervously. His neck was strained with veins because he had clenched his teeth tightly. Slowly raising her hand, Mia stroked the red veins and said, “Don’t make me anxious.”
Dylan’s blue eyes sparkled so darkly that they looked black. In an instant, Dylan’s long leg came between Mia’s legs. Feeling the heavy pressure, she lowered her gaze and then looked up to see Dylan’s face, which had gotten closer. It was only a moment to look at him.
“Ah.”
In an instant, he put his hand behind Mia’s neck and pulled her close, devouring her lips. She was firmly joined with him, so much so that not a single breath could escape her lips. Surprised for a moment, Mia focused on tangling her tongue with his. With a wet noise, their lips parted, and she saw Dylan’s flushed face. His lips, which were breathing in short breaths, were wet with saliva, she didn’t know whose. Mia rubbed his reddened lips with her finger and slightly lifted his stiff corners of his mouth.
Having already calmed his breathing, he stared at Mia quietly.
“Dyl, lan.”
“Speak.”
As she called him with glazed eyes, Dylan answered with a fierce sigh through his teeth. Tilting his head, Dylan, who had already put his hand between her clothes that had rolled up, put his finger into her moist secret place.