Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 33 (R19)

Trembling, Mia pleaded, “Please, stop, aahhng!”

Dylan’s deep blue eyes, as he gazed at her, had become so intense they appeared almost black.

“Mia, repeat what you said earlier.”

“Ugh, hng.What words?”

“That you missed me.”

Gazing at Dylan with heat-hazed eyes, Mia asked, “Then will you stop this?”

He paused momentarily at her question, his gaze fixed on the space between her widely spread legs.

He placed his hand on her vulva, which was constantly releasing fluids, and slowly circled her clitoris.

“Haaah, haa! Ughng!”

He gave a faint smile to her, as she shook her head.

“Perhaps.”

It wasn’t a complete affirmation. She wanted to fathom his intentions, but couldn’t continue thinking. Mia sobbed and nodded as Dylan’s touch kept teasing her.

“I missed you, I missed you!”

Simultaneously, the finger pressing on her clitoris increased its pressure. It felt as if the world before her shattered into pieces. Mia’s body trembled violently.

Overwhelmed by the unbearable stimulation, Mia could only repeat the same words, her mouth slightly open.

“Hng, ugh. Please, just put it in.”

The faint smile that had been on Dylan’s lips vanished in an instant. There was a distinct sound of teeth grinding.

Mia looked down with unfocused eyes. Dylan’s penis, swollen and throbbing, came into view.

It looked even larger than when Mia had touched it with her hand. Erect and stiff, pre-ejaculate fluid streamed down.

Dylan, positioned between her spread legs, rubbed his engorged member, its veins bulging, and let out a short groan. He continued his lewd actions under the bright sunlight.

He slowly rubbed his penis against Mia’s vulva.

Her vaginal opening fluttered with the slightest movement.

“Ugh., hng.”

Even though she couldn’t see below, she could feel how indecent she looked. Mia covered her eyes with both hands. It was an attempt to hide her flushed face from him, but she soon regretted it.

With her vision blocked, the sounds of his movements below, and Dylan’s languid sighs, filled her ears. The constant rubbing sensation became an even greater stimulation.

Unable to bear it any longer, Mia lowered her hands, and her eyes met Dylan’s, who was staring at her intently, as if trying to dissect her.

At the same moment, Dylan’s menacing penis began to force its way into Mia’s flesh.

“Ah, aah!”

Mia gasped, her mouth open, as she felt the gradual stretching. The massive shaft moved slowly, as if trying to expand her entire inner wall.

She climaxed from the insertion alone. She couldn’t think anymore. Mia simply opened her mouth, repeatedly exhaling and inhaling.

The only difference from the last time they were intimate was that she had voiced her thoughts, that was all.

But could that alone double the sensations she was feeling?

“Mia, look at me.”

“Ughng!”

At Dylan’s urging, Mia turned her head, which had been turned to the side, towards him. Sunlight poured down on them.

Mia’s eyes caught Dylan’s shimmering blond hair. As she slowly lowered her gaze to meet his desire-filled eyes, Mia’s flesh trembled.

As if that was just the beginning, her thighs, buttocks, and waist also began to tremble.

“It’s, it’s strange.”

Dylan, looking down at her with distant eyes, gently kissed Mia’s forehead.

“Just strange?”

Without answering his fragmented question, Mia shook her head. Dylan, gazing at her with dark eyes, slowly pulled his hips back.

As he tried to withdraw from her, after having entered her so tightly, Mia instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, preventing him from pulling out any further.

“I like it.”

“Haa.”

“Slowly, hng not.”

Mia was driven to madness by Dylan’s constant, tantalizing movements. She was overwhelmed with thirst and couldn’t bear it. She kept begging him.

Yet, Dylan remained silent, which made her feel strange. She opened her eyes to look at him and saw that his pupils were strangely unfocused, his gaze fixed on her lower region.

In an instant, the shaft that had been withdrawn plunged back into Mia’s vulva.

“Huk, ugh…!”

Dylan kissed Mia’s lips as she gasped for breath. He showered her with short, successive kisses while gently rotating his hips.

“Dil, Dylan.”

Mia couldn’t suppress the heat spreading inside her, and she called his name, moaning.

“Do you like it?”

“Ughng…!”

Lost in pleasure, she could no longer understand what Dylan was saying.

She simply moaned in response to his words, and Dylan chuckled softly, moving with a steady rhythm, as if praising her.

She didn’t know how much time had passed. Her eyes couldn’t focus. Mia felt her body being lifted into the air. She felt Dylan’s hands slowly caressing her back as he sat her down. As she blinked her heavy eyelids, she felt him firmly grip her hips.

‘Why am I sitting?’

To steady her swaying upper body, Mia straightened her elbows, pushed against the floor, and raised her waist.

A question suddenly arose.

Even though he heard her faint voice, he didn’t show much reaction. But suddenly, he lifted Mia’s disheveled clothes up.

His gaze went to their conjoined area. Dylan took in the explicit sight.

Mia was momentarily captivated by Dylan’s eyes, which seemed to be burning with heat, but as he slowly stroked her side, the thoughts she had just had vanished.

“Ugh.”

She involuntarily flinched at the gentle touch. His hand slowly moved towards Mia’s stomach. Dylan caressed her smooth, flat abdomen. Even though he didn’t apply pressure, Mia felt his penis inside her even more intensely.

It felt as if Dylan’s penis was constantly entering her deeper, thanks to the fluid being released from within. The fluids that had flowed down his penis were now soaking Dylan’s lower body.

“Asking for help. What do you mean?”

“Hng, this, it’s not okay.”

The strength was constantly draining from Mia’s limbs, which had been tense with effort. She tried to lift her hips and remove the fullness inside her, but it was useless. Because Dylan was holding Mia’s thighs firmly and wouldn’t let go.

Her body, reaching its limit, collapsed at his touch.

“Ah, ugh, ugh.”

Mia, her waist hunched over, gripped Dylan’s shirt tightly and moaned.

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