Chapter 1054 - 546: He Wasn’t Drunk at All (2)

"Be good.... Yes, like that... Hold it tight... Yes...." She didn’t see the man lying on her shoulder open his eyes, the scarlet pupils filled with terrifying desire, showing no signs of drunkenness.

Originally, he just intended to satiate his cravings, but ultimately discovered he couldn’t let go. The satisfaction and dissatisfaction mixed within him felt like ice and fire tormenting him simultaneously. His large hand clutched her small hand, moving up and down, as he repeatedly lowered his head to kiss her, swallowing the low moans of her dazed state.

Joshua Hughes’ breathing became heavier, and the force with which he kissed her lips started spiraling out of control. Ferociously, he pried open her teeth, the rich scent of wine invading and licking every inch of her sweet and tender mouth, rolling out her little tongue and sucking it vigorously....

She was barely able to breathe, and that thing of his was becoming increasingly massive...

The tightly stretched terrifying beast seemed like it might explode from her palm at any moment. His back tensed firmly, pressing her soft body close, only leaving behind the sound of plucking kisses and heavy breaths.....

She had gone through this with him many times, and was taught well by Sister Finn over two months; she somewhat understood these matters. Her hand was already aching, yet he still hadn’t released, growing more and more frenzied instead, resembling a beast on the verge of losing control, as if he might devour her whole, leaving not even a single bone behind.

Joshua Hughes excitedly sucked in breath, his eyes blood-red, clutching her wrist tightly: "Faster, Avery, faster..." He was near madness, his words prompted her inexperienced movements to grip hard, causing him to inhale repeatedly, "You’re really a tormenting little spirit...."

"So obedient..." His thin lips covered her rosy ones, his voice hoarse to the extreme, as his other hand began to act without restraint.

Her hand was sore to the point of breaking, yet his large hand continued to guide her small hand’s movements up and down, his low voice whispering the most cloying sweet talk by her ear, intent on melting her. His body began trembling violently, his entire back growing rigid, the palm increasingly hot, the dreadful erupting force breaking from her soft hand’s grip, spewing out like scalding lava, a tiny trace of crimson floating in his intoxicated eyes, once again prying open her shy mouth, hoarsely wrapping around her little tongue in wild affection....

Joshua Hughes’ muscles were taut, drenched in sweat, the expansive space filled with an ambiguous, intoxicating air, especially the aggressive scent exuded by the male, causing hearts to race and faces to flush. Avery Jane was stunned, her small hand feeling sticky and gooey, all of it being his... all of it being his....

Joshua Hughes seemed to still be in a drunken state, incessantly entangled with her, repeatedly kissing her cheeks, her nose tip, her earlobe, while his large hand steadily caressed up her thigh. How to push away a drunken man? It seemed he didn’t hear anything she said.

Her body perpetually shy and unable to let go, yet to him, it was like an addictive poppy, her skin also beginning to shed thin sweat, soft plush black hair lying in ribbons against her cheeks, its clear black and white appearance adding to her charm. He engulfed her earlobe, softly murmuring: "Avery, only in dreams could you be this obedient..." Slowly drawing her into an endless embrace.....

She was nearly dissolving into water, aware of her own simplicity unable to handle his teasing in intimate acts. She believed he was drunk and so took advantage of the inebriation to indulge her wantonly, his finger caressing gently across her silky panties. The already overwhelmed area was warm and moist, his light touch making him tingle all over. She resisted him, yet her body’s response was most genuine, her sensitivity outrageously high; his finger drawing across, already overflowing, the tender entrance tight but welcoming, his breath growing even hotter and heavier....

Perhaps it was because it had been too long, she felt completely at a loss, an odd sensation. Her hand felt sticky and uneasy, yet he held it, guiding the restored male prowess with his fingers deftly slipping inside her panties’ edge, moving in and out gently until he heard her unable to stifle a surprised moan....