Chapter 168: Desire
Yuki’s heavy-lidded eyes, still dazed from her recent climax, sharpened as they met Eren’s. She understood the implicit command, the demand to revitalize him, to bring him back to full, rigid power. A slow, knowing smile touched her lips, a silent acknowledgment of the task.
She knelt before him, her body still glistening with sweat and the residue of their passion. Her dark eyes, unwavering, fixed on his dick, which, though still firm, had softened slightly after his last climax. She reached out, her fingers, cool and slender, gently encircling the base of his shaft. Her touch was light, almost tender, yet incredibly deliberate.
Then, slowly, deliberately, she lowered her head. Her lips, soft and slightly parted, brushed against the sensitive tip of his dick. She didn’t take him in immediately. Instead, her tongue, warm and agile, flicked out, tracing the swollen rim of his head, a teasing stroke that sent shivers through his entire body. He felt the renewed surge of blood, the reawakening of his desire.
"Mmm... ohh..." Eren groaned, a low, shaky sound that vibrated from deep in his chest.
She continued, her tongue swirling around the very tip, painting him with her saliva. Her eyes, dark and mesmerizing, never left his, creating an intense, unspoken connection between them. It was as if she was absorbing his every reaction, reveling in the subtle tremors that went through him.
She opened her mouth wider, just slightly, and took the very tip of his dick inside. She sucked lightly, a soft, teasing pull that made him arch his back. He felt the wet warmth, the gentle suction, pulling him in only to release him slightly, keeping him on edge. Her tongue darted, licked, and swirled, making him feel every inch of her soft, wet mouth.
"Ahhh... Yuki... you’re so good," he gasped, his hands finding her soft, dark hair, gripping it gently, letting her guide the experience.
She continued to tease him, drawing him in only to release him slightly, maintaining eye contact the entire time. She coated his entire dick with her spit, making it slick and shiny, ready for whatever came next. Then, slowly, incredibly slowly, she began to take him in, never breaking her intense gaze.
He felt the hot, wet velvet of her mouth closing around his shaft, inch by agonizing inch. Her lips were soft, her cheeks sucking gently, pulling him deeper. He felt the warmth spreading through him, a delicious fire. She took him further and further, swallowing him whole, until his balls brushed against her chin. He was completely buried in her mouth, a perfect fit, the sensation amplified by her unyielding stare.