Our Summer Isn't Over Yet - Chapter 66

Mia didn’t know what expression to make or what to say at the words that tumbled out of Dylan’s mouth. If a refreshing breeze hadn’t swept over them at that moment, she would have been standing there blankly for a long time.

“A house, you say?”

The words that slipped lightly from her lips felt awkward.

“The official residence is a house too, but I thought it would be nice to have a place that’s more comfortable.”

Dylan’s voice was etched in Mia’s ear, circling around.

“I wanted to show it to you sooner, but you’ve been busy.”

Instead of answering, Mia looked at Dylan in front of her. Behind him was a small, pristine white house that matched the sea. Next to it was a lush garden.

“I tried to build it as similar as possible to what you saw back then.”

“…Ha.”

“Do you like it?”

A sigh that squeezed through her teeth was buried in the wind.

“If there’s anything you don’t like, tell me. I’ll have them fix it right away.”

His affection, which was so obvious even without trying, made her stomach churn, to the point of being uncomfortable.

“While you’re staying here, it wouldn’t be bad to tend to the garden. I didn’t know what you’d like, so I left one side empty.”

He casually told her to leave her mark in a place she wouldn’t return to. Dylan’s words, promising a future, stung quite a bit. Dylan lightly took Mia’s hand, who couldn’t react or answer, and pulled her along.

She stepped on the well-maintained stone path of the garden, while he walked on the still unkempt dirt path. Even as his shoes became a mess, Dylan’s gaze was fixed on her.

“You can do whatever you want.”

Mia had a strange conviction that he would make her cry someday.

Forgetting her mother’s warning, a very ominous and frightening conviction that she might collapse.

Dylan, who had stopped walking before she knew it, slowly scanned the garden and said, “Here, you can do whatever you want here.”

Swish. The blowing wind swept over them again.

Mia’s bonnet shook violently. Whether it was because of the wind filling her nose, the tightening string, or Dylan in front of her, she didn’t know, but she felt a suffocating feeling.

Mia hurriedly moved her fingers to untie the bonnet’s ribbon, trying to reduce even one concern. At the same time, Dylan’s small murmur scattered on the wind.

“Don’t go anywhere.”

“……”

“I thought we were going to rest right away, but it seems like we’ve been walking around too much.”

Dylan, who was looking at the stiff Mia, reached out to her without a second thought. As he loosened the string that tightened her chin, the bonnet slipped off, and the bright southern sunlight stung her eyes.

How many times did she blink to adjust? Dylan’s face came closer to Mia.

“Let’s go inside now.”

The deep blue eyes that filled Mia’s vision, the scattering blonde hair, were so beautiful they were dazzling. He briefly kissed her lips as she slowly nodded, then took Mia’s hand and pulled her along.

As she moved her steps with him, Mia thought.

The lonely and sad thought that Valencia, who had come to cover Dylan’s eyes, might grab her ankle.

While staying at the Valencia mansion, Mia didn’t have any particularly important schedules.

She just had to follow what Dylan had prepared since a few days ago. When the clothes he prepared came, she would try them on, and after buying jewelry and shoes, she would have a meal. If there was time left, she would look around the mansion, and when night came, she would spend time in her room.

She tried to stay alert so as not to forget the strange feeling she felt from Dylan, but when he clung to her, Mia couldn’t continue her deep thoughts.

“Haa… Hng.”

She felt the sensation of his penis slipping out. While Mia gasped for breath, Dylan kissed her waist. Mia turned her trembling body and curled up.

“Mia, just a moment.”

She closed her eyes, watching Dylan move away in her blurry vision.

As she caught her breath, the thoughts she had before having sex with him flooded in. What dominated her mind were Dylan’s actions over the past few days.

‘…It’s different from usual.’

From a kindness that was hard to grasp, like a thread unraveling one by one, it changed to a cozy kindness, as if thin threads of yarn had come together to form a scarf.

She wondered if he was acting like this after realizing something, but the fact that there was nothing much different except for the kindness confused Mia. As she thought about Dylan’s ambiguous actions for a long time, a chilling imagination flashed through Mia’s mind.

‘Could it be.’

Was he pretending not to know even after knowing everything, just like she did?

Of course, the delegation’s visit was scheduled, and as long as Morgan, the king of Hippoly, was involved, there was nothing Dylan could do, but she was still uneasy.

Her head cooled down even though she was still breathing heavily, covered in bruises all over her body.

‘…I should contact the royal family once.’

It wouldn’t be easy to avoid Dylan’s eyes, but it was up to her to create the situation.

‘I can’t let my guard down for a moment.’

She felt like the leisure of the past few days was disappearing in an instant. Mia stretched out and took a long breath.

Then, Dylan came out of the connected bathroom. He looked so neat that he didn’t seem like the person who had just been intimate with her.

He quickly came to her side and looked at Mia. Mia’s body, still holding the heat, was quite hot.

Dylan, who was staring at Mia with a deep gaze, carefully kissed her forehead and lifted her up.

Mia’s body stiffened because of the thoughts she had just had. Dylan skillfully patted her, and thanks to his gentle touch, the strength left Mia’s body.

Dylan, as if satisfied, kissed her forehead and headed to the bathroom. The two entered a space smaller than the bathroom in the official residence. The bathroom was filled with steam because warm water had been filled in the bathtub.

Dylan laid a thick towel and sat Mia on the edge of the tub. Mia, who had been blankly watching his actions, suddenly came to her senses.

“I can do it alone today…”

It was partly because she felt like she needed to sort out her thoughts while keeping a distance from him even for a moment, but it was also because the act that would follow was surprisingly embarrassing.

As Mia habitually tensed her legs, Dylan lightly brushed off her actions, as if rejecting them, and spread her legs. Between her slightly opened legs, her reddish, flushed vulva was visible. From there, the semen that Dylan had released several times was trickling out.

“I’m not comfortable leaving you alone.”

She didn’t know what the correlation was between that and scraping out what was inside. He hadn’t been like this when they were at the official residence.

Dylan’s strange behavior started on the train.

Because he had driven her to the point of fainting, Mia had to entrust her body to Dylan’s hands, but in this mansion, she didn’t have to rely on him. In other words, she could take a bath alone.

But Dylan’s thoughts seemed to be different, as he looked up at her with one knee bent. As she always felt, Mia always seemed to lose when he looked up at her.

Could it be that Dylan knew that fact too?

Before she knew it, the suspicion and the thought that she should be wary of him began to crumble. Mia, who had been moving her lips, put aside the thoughts she had just had and muttered softly.

“…I’ll take care of it myself from tomorrow.”

These words had been going on for three days already. And for three days, Mia had lost to Dylan.

She didn’t know if it was the mansion or the man in front of her that was the problem. She let out a faint sigh in the dizzying situation and slowly released the strength she had been giving her legs.

Dylan let out a loose smile at Mia’s actions and licked the inside of her thigh without hurting her, and asked.

“Hng… Ugh.”

A moment later, his long fingers slowly stirred her vulva. Even though she had just sucked on Dylan’s penis, her vagina had a hard time swallowing one finger. Dylan, who was watching it open tightly, moved slowly.

The heat that had subsided for a moment began to rise again.

“Haa, uhm…”

Unlike her will, moans kept popping out of her mouth. Dylan’s eyes were fixed on the vulva that was gently biting his finger. She hadn’t felt this way even when they were intertwined, mixing their bodies, and licking and sucking each other’s genitals.

Dylan’s fingers, moving delicately as if performing a sacred ritual, were excessively erotic.

“You have to relax to take it out.”

He slowly raised his head and said. Mia flinched again at that.

“It’s not something I can do as I please.”

“Try to.”

“Uhm…! Ugh.”

Dylan, who had been moving slowly, widening the inside as if rounding it, inserted another finger. He slowly scraped out the semen with his fingers, which he had made into a hook.

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