Chapter 226: In Mrs Lira 4 (18+)
Mrs. Lira’s mind swirled with guilt and need. It’s been so long since I felt this... since he died... Her husband’s absence had left a void, and Jae’s touch was filling it in ways she hadn’t expected, his tongue and fingers pulling her apart.
She moaned louder, her voice raw "I haven’t felt this good in years... don’t stop..." her hips grinding against his face, chasing the building pleasure. Jae hummed against her clit, the vibration sending a jolt through her, pushing her closer to the edge.
Her legs trembled harder, her hands tugging his hair, her breasts heaving faster as her breaths turned to gasps. The room felt smaller, the air thick with her moans and the scent of their closeness.
His tongue circled her clit faster, sucking hard now, lips pulling the bud into his mouth as his fingers thrust deep, curling to hit that spot over and over. Her cries peaked "Ah... yes... Jae!" as her orgasm crashed through her, her core clenching tight around his fingers in hot, pulsing waves. Juices flooded his mouth, warm and slick, and he licked her through it, tongue lapping slower now, drawing out every shudder as her body arched off the bed, breasts bouncing with the movement.
Her hands gripped his hair tight, then loosened, falling to the quilt as she panted, her eyes tearing up from the intensity, the release cracking open something raw inside her.
Jae kept licking gently, easing her through the aftershocks, his fingers slowing inside her until she whimpered softly, body trembling. Her legs relaxed, still quivering, as he kissed her inner thighs softly, leaving faint marks with each press of his lips. "It’s been too long," she whispered, voice barely audible, tears glistening in her eyes as she thought of her husband, gone years now, and the loneliness she’d carried.
Jae looked up, his smirk calm but warm, kissing her thigh again. "I’ll satisfy your every need from now on," he said, voice low and teasing, but with a sincerity that made her heart skip. He licked her one last time, slow and deliberate, before pulling back, her wetness shining on his lips as he met her gaze, the bed creaking softly under them.
The wet sounds of his fingers and tongue mixed with her moans, the bed creaking softly under her shifting weight, grounding the moment in the simple intimacy of her quarters, the forgotten bread on the counter, the faint herb scent, the sunlight now a dim glow through the window.
Jae crawled up Mrs. Lira’s body, his hands sliding along her curves, tracing the dip of her waist as he moved over her. The bed creaked softly under his weight, the quilt already bunched beneath her hips, her shapely form flushed pink in the fading sunlight of her private quarters.
He leaned down, kissing her deeply, his lips pressing hard against hers, tongue slipping into her mouth so she tasted herself, musky, sweet, a sharp reminder of the pleasure he’d just given her.
She moaned into the kiss, low and needy, her hands reaching up to grip his shoulders, fingers digging into his skin as the taste and his closeness reignited her arousal. Her tongue met his, tangling messy, her breath hitching as she surrendered to the heat of the moment.
He pulled back, hands quick as he stripped off his shirt and pants, tossing them aside to reveal his hard rod, thick and veined, standing rigid. Her eyes widened again, a soft gasp escaping as she took in its size, her thighs twitching instinctively, arousal pooling anew in her core.
Jae smirked, settling between her legs, his hands guiding her thighs apart as he teased her entrance with the tip of his rod. He rubbed it slow along her slick folds, spreading her wetness, the sensation making her hips twitch up, a quiet moan slipping out "Oh... Jae..."
The bed shifted slightly, the simple wooden frame creaking, grounding their intimacy in the quiet herb-scented room, scrolls untouched on the desk, bread forgotten on the counter.
He slid in slow, inch by inch, filling her tightness until he was buried deep, stretching her in a way that made her breath catch. She moaned louder, her hands clutching his arms, nails biting into his skin.
They fucked in missionary, his hips thrusting steady at first, a smooth rhythm that made the bed creak louder, the quilt tangling further under her. His hands pinned her wrists above her head, fingers firm but careful, a dominant grip that sent a thrill through her.
He kissed her neck, sucking gently on the sensitive skin, leaving faint marks, then moved to her chest, lips closing around one nipple, tongue swirling before sucking hard. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, full and heavy, the skin slapping sound sharp and rhythmic, mixing with her moans and his low grunts.
"Deeper... oh god..." she whispered, voice raw with need, her legs wrapping around his waist, heels digging into his back to pull him closer. Her arousal built fast, a pulsing ache in her core, his rod hitting deep inside her, filling her completely. Jae’s thrusts grew harder, hips snapping forward, the wet sounds of their joining louder now, slick and urgent.
Sweat slicked their skin, her breasts glistening as they bounced, his hands tightening on her wrists to keep her pinned. "You feel amazing... so tight for me," he teased, voice rough, his lips brushing her ear before nibbling her neck again, drawing another moan "Mmm... yes..."
Her mind spun, caught between guilt and desire. It’s been forever... you make me feel alive, she thought, the words spilling out in a vulnerable whisper: "It’s been forever... you make me feel alive." Her eyes glistened, tears threatening as the pleasure overwhelmed her, her body arching up to meet his thrusts. Jae’s hand slid between them, fingers finding her clit, rubbing in tight circles, slick with her wetness.
Her moans turned frantic "Jae... I’m close again..." hips bucking harder, syncing with his rhythm, her legs tightening around him to pull him deeper.