Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 35

Dylan called Mia through gritted teeth.

“Mia… Mia.”

At his call, she slowly raised her eyes. Meeting Dylan’s gaze, Mia sucked his manhood again, contorting his face fiercely.

Mia imitated what Dylan had done, burying his face in her vulva and licking it. She opened her mouth and swallowed his glans. She tried to open it wide, but it was too much to swallow his entire penis.

It seemed that he was the one suffering from her clumsy actions.

Mia moved her head while looking into Dylan’s blue eyes. She moved her tongue to push out the penis that was full in her mouth a little.

At some point, Dylan’s hand, which had been rummaging through Mia’s hair, was on the back of her head, slowly pressing her. Mia had no choice but to move forward.

“With your tongue, slowly.”

It was hard to even pant.

But it seemed okay to move in line with Dylan’s encouragement that followed. When she looked up, her bright blue eyes were narrowed.

“Ugh, heh.”

Before she knew it, the movement became faster. Her breath was rising, and the heat filling her mouth was overwhelming.

Unable to bear the burden, Mia clenched his hard thighs with her fingernails. Her eyes seemed to be red. She felt like she was about to cry.

She knew it was a physiological phenomenon regardless of her will, but she didn’t like it. If she shed tears now while doing such embarrassing things, it felt like the past seventeen years of endurance would be in vain.

Mia shook her head with his manhood in her mouth.

At that moment, Dylan’s face crumpled with a low curse. The hand that had been holding the back of Mia’s head lost its strength.

When she took out what was filling her mouth, the fluid stretched out and made a thread. As her body staggered, Mia grabbed the tub to regain her balance and gasped for breath.

“Hah, hah…”

How long had it been? Dylan, who was still in front of her, made a clicking noise. When she raised her head to see what the sound was, she could see him holding his penis and moving it.

Mia couldn’t take her eyes off the sticky action happening in front of her.

Every time his large hand moved, it made a squelching sound. Dylan’s low moans were heard intermittently in between.

How long had that situation lasted?

“Ah…”

Semen arced out of his penis. It was clearly smeared on Mia’s face, which was right in front of her. Mia frowned and tried to erase the traces he had sprayed. Somehow, it felt like his scent was getting stronger as she did.

Mia slightly lifted her eyelids and examined the expression on Dylan’s face, who had done this embarrassing act.

With a neat face, he wiped her dirty face. It was the hand that had been holding Mia’s head. Mia felt the mixture of the soap scent from her and his strong scent.

“Mia, I’m sorry, but let’s wash up later.”

Dylan instantly lifted Mia, who was sitting in the tub, and stood her up. She was surprised by the increased view for a moment.

Mia was lightly lifted by Dylan, and the sticky noise filled the space between them again.

“Let’s have dinner.”

At Dylan’s call, Mia slowly got up from the bed. Her body was tired and she didn’t want to respond to his suggestion, but she was bothered by the fact that they had only mixed bodies since returning, and hadn’t had a proper conversation.

Before she knew it, Dylan, who had filled the table with plates of food, approached Mia and hugged her up.

“Dylan.”

“Because of what I did.”

It was embarrassing to be carried in his arms for only a few steps. But Mia chose to stay still at the gentle warmth she felt from Dylan.

Mia sat in the chair and ate the food placed in front of her. The refreshing salad spreading in her mouth tasted quite delicious.

Mia didn’t usually enjoy meals. It was natural since she ate to survive rather than to taste the food.

“Did you eat properly?”

Dylan, who was sitting across from her and looking at her as if measuring her, asked.

“I didn’t skip meals.”

“You’ve lost weight since two weeks ago.”

“That can’t be.”

“You’re thin.”

At his assertive statement, Mia calmly shook her head.

“Eat some fish or meat, not just salad.”

Normally, she would have cut him off, telling him not to worry, but somehow those words didn’t come out easily. It might be because she now knew that the reason, he was saying that was “because he was worried about Mia Blair.”

It was a kindness that didn’t suit Dylan Rihard at all.

Mia ate everything, from hard rye bread to cold soup, but today she was glad that warm food was on Dylan’s table.

When the meal was over, Dylan neatly cleared the table. Mia watched his skillful movements and asked.

“Did you apply for reinstatement to come here?”

Dylan frowned as if recalling an unpleasant fact and replied.

“I was going to, but things went a little wrong.”

“His Majesty the King didn’t allow it.”

Dylan slowly nodded.

Mia could easily understand why the King did not allow his return.

“Because the rumors have subsided?”

The fundamental reason Dylan wanted to return to the capital was because of the rumor that Mia was not the real princess.

But unlike what was expected to be a major threat, the rumors did not grow. So there was no reason for Dylan to return to the capital.

“The Fourth Prince is still leaving traces in Rhodia.”

Of course, Dylan and Mia, and the King of Hipolly, knew that the Fourth Prince was unlikely to be in Rhodia.

But unexpected things always happened, and it was better to prepare if possible.

Mia spoke quietly to Dylan, who was clicking his tongue as if he didn’t like the current situation.

“We should hope that the Fourth Prince is caught as soon as possible. Don’t worry too much about the capital.”

“I’m going to leave Aaron here. He’s quite capable, so if any problems arise, he’ll take care of things until I come.”

Dylan took the arranged dishes out of the room. Mia, who was looking at his flat back, shook her head.

“Dylan, it’s only an eight-hour distance, so you don’t have to worry too much.”

Dylan, who had approached, put his hand on the back of the chair Mia was sitting in and leaned his head towards her. Mia glanced at him once and said.

“I know that if Sir Aaron isn’t there, you’ll have twice as much work to do. So it’s better to take him with you.”

As she said that, Mia carefully pushed his chest. Dylan was pushed away without much resistance. Mia shrugged her shoulders once at him, who had moved away, and got up from her seat.

“There are more people in the capital who can help than you think. It’s the same with this matter. The social circles have also helped, and is it because of the achievements you and I have built…? Everyone dismisses it as a bad rumor.”

Continuing her words, Mia moved to the drawer next to the bed. She stopped trying to take a match out of the drawer to light the scented candle. Wouldn’t it be unnecessary today since Dylan was by her side?

After a moment of hesitation, Mia hurried on with her words.

“So Dylan, what I’m saying is that you don’t have to overdo it.”

“You don’t know how long eight hours is.”

Dylan, who was already standing in front of the desk where the scented candle was placed, looked at Mia and said.

“Someone could die in the meantime.”

“Dylan, that’s too much of a leap.”

“If it weren’t for the situation involving the Fourth Prince, I would have taken you with me.”

It was a blunt voice, but Mia somehow thought he was scared.

That indifferent and cold man, could it be…?

When she met his bright blue eyes, her assumption was instantly shattered. He looked as firm and unwavering as usual.

Mia parted her lips.

The reason she wanted him to take Aaron with him was simply because she didn’t want Dylan to suffer more. But she had no intention of forcing him since he was refusing like this.

“Okay, I’ll know that Sir Aaron is staying at the residence. So, loosen your expression.”

Dylan’s face relaxed a little when she cleanly backed down. He lowered his gaze, which had been meeting Mia’s, to the desk.

His gaze reached the scented candle that faintly filled Mia’s night and the locket necklace that had been taken off to wash.

Mia, who had approached Dylan, quickly reached out and grabbed the necklace.

Dylan’s eyes followed Mia for a moment, but he silently picked up the scented candle and fiddled with it.

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