Chapter 22

Instead of answering, Pascal smiled and smacked my lips. No, how do you say that you are waiting? It’s something that makes me smile like that. For some reason, my face turned a little red.

“I almost lost my temper. I’m glad the brakes worked properly. hey.”

The moment I was about to say that I didn’t have to hold the brakes, he hugged me. His forearm touched under the buttocks pressed against him. It had an erection like it would explode, and it was lifting from the bottom of the buttocks with tremendous heat. Oh, you need a brake. If something like this sticks in without preparation, it will really rip.

The experience of having a baby was useless in front of a weapon. I gently wrapped my arms around his neck. As if praising me, his lips pressed against his temple.

“It tickles me.”

“Is that all?”

“Yes.”

As I turned my head in some sort of embarrassment, he followed me tenaciously, rubbing my lips. My heart tickled, and I was excited as if I had become a real newlywed couple.

“Tell me if there is something uncomfortable.”

“Oops.”

After Pascal splashed water on me, he rubbed every nook and cranny of my body with his outstretched hands. It was a very polite touch, but it wouldn’t be too much of a leap to feel the obvious intention.

“Pascal, this is too…”

“If standing is difficult, sit down.”

“Yes.”

The chair that seemed like a waste to be in the bathroom was for this purpose. But instead of letting me sit there, Pascal sat himself. I was naturally guided by the hand wrapped around my waist and sat on his firm thigh. The hand that had been wrapped around her waist slipped up and reached for her chest. My face naturally turned red in the sensitive area and I swallowed dry saliva. The sound in the quiet bathroom, it must have been because of my mood that it was so loud.

Unlike the gentle brushing of the arm or waist, the hand directed to the chest had strength. Her back, which she had been holding on to with all her might, collapsed as he squeezed it hard with both hands.

“Pascal, too…”

“Because I have to wash it thoroughly.”

“But, it sucks.”

“Isn’t this where I’ll be washing my clothes soon?”

“Mo, there’s nothing I can’t say!”

I’m good at making embarrassing noises. He acted as if he only cared about my breasts, then stretched out his hand and ran his fingers down between my breasts. The touch felt more erotic than when it touched her breasts, and her waist twitched.

“Is it scary?”

“It’s not…”

“Looks like you’re looking forward to it.”

That’s right, but it was a bit embarrassing to affirm. But in this situation, silence is the law of affirmation. Pascal smiled very happily and headed for my secret place, where I had been flinching with anticipation earlier.

“You are quite ready.”

“Ah, such a word, a little.”

“It is an expression of joy. even if it is satisfyingly good.”

He blatantly rubbed his front teeth against my thighs. Unlike me who was naked, he was perfectly grown, and he was soaking wet because of my body full of water and bubbles. The same goes for his lower leg, his, encased in a damp piece of cloth, full of rage. It was bigger than when I felt it earlier, and it was hard as if it wanted to burrow into me right away. Perhaps if he had a separate ego, he would have already done the job. Once again, his patience was amazing. Can you stand it even in this condition?

“Are not you tired?”

“I can still bear it. Katarina, because you come first.”

What did you say so beautifully? After all, Pascal Valencia is a man who deserves to have sex with me. However, the desire came before the emotion. My lower half was already full. I hurriedly hugged his neck and searched for his lips. A sweet sigh escaped from his lips that paused for a moment. His hand caressed my back, and the other hand started to caress my lower back, so I jumped on him in earnest. A large hand filled with fluffy foam relentlessly ran through the cracks in me. I twisted my waist and hugged him tightly with both legs.