Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 61 (R19)

A large window without curtains came into Mia’s view. The platform scenery was slowly receding, indicating that the train had started moving. Mia pushed aside the lingering emotions that had filled her for a moment and faced reality. She was finally leaving the capital for Valencia. She would have to travel by train for about four days, and her time in Valencia would be less than two weeks. That meant the day Dylan Richard would find out about her plan was not far off.

‘……There won’t be a day to face him like this then.’

Would it be strange if emptiness and futility settled in her heart rather than relief? Mia tried hard to fold away those feelings. They were destined to part someday. She just repeated to herself that they were parting while disrupting each other’s hearts more than expected, more than planned.

She slowly turned her gaze from the window and looked at Dylan, who was looking down at her. He had changed out of the clothes he wore at the palace, which he apparently didn’t like, and he filled her vision. She slowly raised her head and met his eyes. The deep blue sea seemed especially profound today.

The expression that she could read until this morning was now ambiguous. As she narrowed her eyes, Dylan’s large hands touched Mia’s sides.

“Dylan?”

As she called his name, her body was lifted into the air. Dylan buried his face in Mia’s stomach and hugged her thighs together. She placed her hands, which had been flailing in the air, on his shoulders and arched her back, and Dylan moved his hands from her sides to her waist.

His face, which had been slightly away, was once again pressed against her stomach. She could feel his hot breath directly through the thin fabric. She shuddered, but Dylan didn’t let go.

After a long while, he slowly lifted his face from her stomach. His hidden face was finally revealed. At the same time, Mia was able to read his expression, which she hadn’t been able to before.

There was no way she couldn’t recognize the lustful look in his eyes.

She had to feel as if her body was heating up at the intense gaze. Even though Dylan saw Mia’s pupils trembling slightly, he spoke as bluntly as ever.

“You don’t have to hold back anymore, do you?”

A moment of silence flowed between them as they faced each other.

Mia didn’t answer Dylan’s words, and he didn’t urge her to answer either. Mia, who had been clutching his shoulders, slowly raised her left hand and stroked Dylan’s cheek.

He had been waking up earlier than her for the past few days, and his cheek was rougher than usual.

“……I don’t need to hold back.”

Mia mumbled and arched her back, bringing her face closer to his. She stared directly into Dylan’s eyes and slowly took his lips into her own.

She faced the man who she would never see again after leaving Hippolyte, the man who would hurt her and who she would hurt and abandon.

His deep blue eyes were no longer scary.

She slowly lifted her right hand and placed it on his neck, repeatedly attaching and detaching her lips leisurely. As she gently rubbed his Adam’s apple with her thumb, Dylan’s closed lips parted.

Mia’s small tongue gently entered through the gap.

Their tongues intertwined in Dylan’s mouth. When Mia tried to pull her face back because she was out of breath, his hand stopped her.

“Gasp.”

At the same time, Dylan delved into her. Mia staggered and grabbed his shoulders to support herself at the urgent movement that seemed to swallow her whole. A wet and sticky sound flowed from between their lips.

Dylan’s gaze as he sucked on Mia’s tongue was intense.

She wanted to avoid it, but she didn’t. At Mia’s actions, he chuckled. She wanted to ask what it meant, but she didn’t have the mind to do so.

Dylan sucked on her tongue even more persistently, and she was just barely able to accept him.

In the meantime, Dylan plopped down on the sofa inside. Mia was so busy having her tongue sucked by him that she had to move as he gestured. When his lips finally parted, Mia realized how she was sitting.

“Haa, ha. Dylan.”

She was sitting on Dylan’s thighs with her legs spread wide.

Her dress was rolled up, revealing her unsightly calves and thighs. The hand holding Dylan’s shoulder tightened.

Dylan looked into Mia’s eyes and slowly stroked her legs.

“Is it surprising because the place is different, even though I’ve shown you this every time?”

Only then did she realize where she was. The bumpy sensation came clearly to her because of Dylan’s penis pressing down from below. It was already hard for a long time, and it was hard and hot even through the fabric.

“……I’m just surprised because it’s been a while.”

Mia replied briefly and tried to move her hips back. But before she could act, Dylan pressed down on her thighs. His penis, which had been slightly away, came even more clearly.

“Hiss, uh.”

Her body, which had been excited for the past few days, ran wild without even a big stimulus. Unlike her heart, fluids flowed thickly from her vulva.

Dylan, who had been pressing down on her thighs, put his hand between her dress. His hand touched Mia’s vulva, which had been flinching. Dylan chuckled as he slowly moved his fingers back and forth.

“It’s wet.”

She had been leaking fluids even when Dylan washed her, so it was nothing new. But it was the first time in a while that he had mentioned it directly, so a chilling sensation ran down Mia’s spine. At the same time as she felt his hand on her thigh loosen, Mia grabbed Dylan’s shoulder and raised her knees.

It was a choice to get away from his hot penis, but it ended up helping his hand rummage through her vulva.

Dylan’s fingers moved slowly over her wet underwear. When he gently pressed on the small protruding clitoris, Mia trembled and squeezed him tightly.

Dylan didn’t care about her pitiful movements and pushed her underwear aside, stroking her vulva. A wet noise echoed every time his hand moved.

“Can you hear it?”

Dylan’s gaze, staring at Mia’s flushed eyes, was intense.

Mia’s lower body naturally tensed. She could feel every single one of his fingers moving languidly in her vagina.

“Dylan……, eugh.”

The sound of squelching, squelching movements was not only explicit, but she could also clearly feel the fluids that kept gushing out. She could feel his clothes, which she had changed into not long ago, getting wet.

“The clothes are getting, dirty!”

When Mia said something, Dylan pressed down on the protruding spot. Even with her reaction of groaning and trembling, Dylan didn’t stop swimming in her vagina.

Mia shuddered when she realized that his gaze was on her neck.

‘The necklace.’

She realized that her reaction was excessive only after remembering that she had taken it off before leaving the residence. At the same time, Dylan’s moving fingers had also stopped.

There was nothing she could read except that his deep blue eyes were tangled with desire and were hot.

“Dy, lan?”

“Mia, is there something you want to hide?”

In an instant, Mia’s mind, which had been scattered by the heat, flashed. She tried to continue thinking to figure out what he meant, but her mind went blank when Dylan’s fingers moved again.

“Huh? You have to answer.”

“Ugh, there’s no, no way…….”

“I guess it was too obvious a question.”

After a question with an unknowable intention, Mia gathered her scattered mind and asked Dylan.

“……You, heuu. What about you?”

“Mia.”

“Yeah……! Eugh.”

“There’s no way I would, is there?”

The toneless voice was almost believable. From Mia’s point of view, who knew of his betrayal, it was just a word that made her gasp.

She wanted to say something, but because of the increased number of fingers, Mia could only groan and couldn’t continue speaking. Her body, unfortunately, only loosened more and more as if welcoming him.

The squelching noise grew louder, and only shrill voices came out of Mia’s mouth.

As she stretched her neck and leaned back slightly, Dylan pulled Mia closer and buried his face in her neck. Then, he licked up her undulating Adam’s apple with his tongue.

Dylan lightly attached and detached his lips to Mia’s shuddering neck. Dylan continued to act overly gently and ticklish, but his eyes were terribly cold.

But because Mia’s gaze was directed upwards, she couldn’t see his face.

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