Chapter 289 - 6.49 Strip [M]
Jillian had prepared himself. Truly, he had. But he still froze in his tracks as the wintry gray sky disappeared above his head and he was suddenly transported into a small, antique wooden cottage. A big window welcomed him as soon as he regained his bearings, streaming in morning sunlight and overlooking the green, calming scenery of a lush forest.
At first, Jillian didn’t register the continuous wet, squelching sounds and the heavy grunts and gasps. But as soon as he lowered his sight to see two figures entangled atop of the bed, his eyes instantly fell as wide as saucers and his arms fell limply on his side, causing his thick coat to fall to the ground with a soft thump.
It was actually Izher who noticed Jillian’s presence in an instant. "Hey." He rasped hoarsely. "Took you long enough." Jillian could only stared, thunderstruck, at his obviously swollen lips that had just wrapped around Regius’ cock just a second ago, expertly taking him deep and rough. Deeper than what Jillian had ever done.
He wasn’t acting like someone who had just caught giving head to another. With a grumble — he still had both hands around Regius’ thick girth, squeezing and stroking up and down, Jillian noticed dizzily — Izher beckoned him over. "Come on. What are you waiting for?"
Regius only cracked open his eyes after Izher spoke. He looked utterly... depraved, with both of his wrists tied above his head — goodness! — flush rising high in his cheekbones, mussed up hair that spread all over him like spilled ink, hazy eyes still tinged with crimson. His robe had almost slipped off his body, only held back by the elbows with the sheer fabric clinging to his sweaty skin adoringly.
Even then, Jillian realized with a startling clarity that he looked even more obscene like this rather than being completely bare. He couldn’t help the rush of desire that jolted through his entire body. The low, shimmering heat on his belly that had almost been doused rekindled once again, roaring into a sea of flame in the matter of seconds.
Jillian stood in the doorway like this, eyes wide and mouths agape, resembling a three-years-old child who had just seen something beyond his comprehension.
"Jillian..." Regius called out hoarsely.
"Yes, yes." Izher replied and smacked Regius’ thigh admonishingly, tearing out a groan from the latter’s lips. "He’s here now. Are you satisfied now?"