Chapter 169: TUNA continues
Yuki, without a word, slowly lowered herself onto the cool marble floor, lying on her back. Her pussy, red and swollen, glistening wetly, was exposed. Eren moved over her, his eyes fixed on her. He lowered himself, positioning his hand over the entrance of her pussy, his fingers poised just above her sensitive folds.
Eren’s gaze fell to Yuki’s pussy, glistening and open, a clear invitation. He didn’t hesitate. His fingers, warm and firm, settled directly onto her clit, pressing gently. At the same moment, he lowered his head, his tongue finding her, tasting her.
He began to lick, slowly, methodically. His tongue danced over her clit, teasing it, then swept down to trace her inner folds, absorbing every drop of her essence. He felt her immediate response: a sharp gasp, a quickening of breath. Her hands, resting on the cold marble, clenched into tight fists.
"Ohh... Eren... yes..." Yuki moaned, a low, throaty sound that vibrated through the humid air. She arched her back, subtly pushing her pussy harder against his mouth, a silent plea for more.
He varied his attack, his tongue flicking over her clit with maddening precision, then swirling, drawing ever-widening circles around her entire entrance. His fingers, meanwhile, began their own work. He slipped one finger into her, then another, feeling the intense warmth and tightness of her inner muscles. He plunged his fingers shallowly, then withdrew, teasing her, making her yearn.
"Ahhh! Oh, God... Eren... that feels... too good..." she gasped, her voice already beginning to crack with raw pleasure. She pressed her hips down, trying to force his mouth closer, deeper, to completely consume her. He heard the faint squish of her wetness as his fingers worked inside.
He took his time, prolonging her agony, building the sensation layer by layer. He licked faster now, his tongue darting and plunging, while his fingers moved with increased urgency inside her. He found her G-spot, pressing it gently with his finger, then circling it, driving her wild. At the same time, his tongue worked relentlessly on her clit, sucking, teasing, making her whimper with anticipation.
"Please... Eren... I can’t... I can’t take this..." she cried out, her voice a desperate whisper. Her hands on the marble dug in deeper, her fingers flexing, grasping at the cold, unyielding surface as if to anchor herself against the overwhelming tide of sensation. He could see the tension in her arms, the strain in her neck, as she fought for control, yet simultaneously surrendered to the pleasure.
He paused his licking, his mouth still pressed against her, only to increase the pressure and speed of his fingers inside her. He heard her scream, a sharp, piercing sound that tore from her throat.