Chapter 22 - The Sweet and Bitter Life of an Awakened One - IV
"It's very different from what I imagined..." My concentration was broken by a seductive voice whispering in my ear.
"Young master, you're still too tense," Dalia's melodious voice pulled me out of my thoughts.
I felt a sudden pressure on my shoulders, small, strong, and soft hands carefully massaging them. Before I could turn to Dalia, a push made me sit back down in the ofuro.
"No, no, no..." she whispered in my ear, her lips brushing against my neck and her warm breath caressing my skin, preventing me from turning my head.
"Smack... smack... smack... Chuuuuup"
Three wet kisses on my neck, followed by a light suck on my ear. My whole body ignited in flames, a wave of heat ran through my body from head to toe, and my member stiffened instantly.
"Dália, what are you... Ahnn..." A moan of pleasure escaped my lips before I could finish the sentence. Her hands slid down my chest, caressing my abdomen, while her breasts brushed against my back.
The sensation was indescribable, soft as feathers. Her nipples, hard as gemstones, lightly brushed against my back, sending shivers all over me.
"You can't... AAHNN..." I was interrupted again. Dália nibbled on my neck, her breasts moved against my back, and her hand gripped my cock firmly.