บท 128: The Mission

Her breathy voice rang with a sense of complete submission as she said, "Beung..." She no longer possessed any opposition, caution, or wariness. He didn't know what had happened to make her feel so liberated in his arms, but he would have time to figure it out later. For the time being, his only desires were to tear her apart in his arms and to hear her call his name as she reached her climax.

His curious fingers slid inside the slit in her underwear as he reached between her legs and discovered her sex to be gratifyingly smooth. He divided her by squeezing between the silken strands of her yearning, and then he pressed two fingers into her.

She was ready for him.

More than ready.