The Saintess Wants to Runaway - Chapter 5
His hands were large and firm. A sigh leaked out as the soft part of his palm touched the bulge in her chest.
Heathcliff bit his lip as if holding back his anger. I pressed my chest closer to his strong hand. His long, outstretched fingers touched my nipples, causing goosebumps all over her body.
“Ah… Touch this side too.”
I pulled my tunic down completely. Looking at her fully exposed breasts, I could hear Heathcliff swallowing dry saliva. His expression was still stiff, but his eyes were straight on my chest. His eyes were hot as if on fire.
“Wait, I’ll tell you where the goddess’ reincarnation is…”
“I am the golden goddess’ reincarnation that you are looking for.”
“It is not really a thing. It looks like you were looking for a treasure hidden in the temple, but that’s just one of my nicknames.”
Perhaps he was mistaken in trying to target the treasure, Heathcliff answered briefly.
I gave Heathcliff a slight push on the shoulder. Even with very weak force, the man’s large body collapsed onto the bed. I leaned my torso over Heathcliff ‘s body. Long golden hair cascaded down his chest.
Ah, he really is my type, not only his face but also his straight, solid body.
“Heath… Do you hate it?”
She grabbed Heathcliff’s hand with both her hands and brought it to her chest.
Fortunately, he doesn’t seem to hate it, but whenever her breast touches his hand, he bit his lip in anguish. As her swollen breasts slipped into the palms of his hands, he gently squeezed his hands and tightened them.
“Oh… It hurts.”
As soon as I frowned, he relaxed. This time, he started rubbing her chest with a weak force that didn’t hurt.
Her chest was rubbed like moist wheat dough. Every time he rubbed her soft skin, every time her nipples were rubbed against his hands, he sucked on his lips and gums and then opened them.
Then, this time, Heathcliff poured a kiss on me first. A moist, warm tongue slipped between her slightly gaping lips. Tongue vigorously whipped inside my mouth and intertwined. Every time warm breath mixed in, my breath became rough.
“Huh, haha…. I’m can’t breath.”
Heathcliff parted his lips right away at those words. And this time he started leaving kisses all over my body instead.
The awkward, stiff attitude at first was nowhere in sight, and he was very good at it.
He sucked gently with his lips, from her forehead, over her eyelids, through her cheeks and down to her earlobes. The moment his tongue ran through my body and fell, I felt my mind dizzy. A warm, moist feeling spread all over his body, as if on fire.
“Ah, well… … .”
Then his lips gradually descended and touched her chest. Heathcliff slowly bit the tip of her chest with his lips. Everything he touched was hot. The strong tongue licked the areola, and when it pressed down on the nipple, the strength left her up to her waist.
“Uh-huh, stop… … .”
As I shook my head to the side, he lifted his lips from her chest and lifted his eyes slightly to look at me. There was a different kind of heat in his deep eyes. Heathcliff asked.
“Does it hurt? Don’t you like this?”
He touched the wet, slippery nipples with his fingers. At that moment, her body jumped upwards. My body was so sweet that I wanted to quickly put that thing that touched my belly button inside her.
“Uh… … . No, I feel good. Do more… … .”
There seemed to be a slight laugh. Heathcliff was again absorbed in caressing my breasts.
He licked and sucked her breasts as if he was eating something very tasty. I grabbed his neck and rubbed his body. His excitement gradually shifted to me, and a lump of heat seemed to gather in her lower abdomen.
I leaned fully against him and slowly lowered his hands. With one hand, she unbuttoned his shirt and gently stroked his tight belly.
The moment my hand pressed against his stomach, he inhaled and swallowed.
I lowered my hand a little further, unbuckled his pants, and pulled down his pants. A firm penis protruded above his pants. It was really thick and hard, enough to fill the palm of my hand when I grabbed it with one hand. When I lightly rubbed the pole with my thumb, it wobbled, which had already gained strength.
“Ugh. what are you doing… ….”
Heathcliff muttered with a distorted face.
Each time he spoke, a damp breath hit her chest, making her body warmer.
“You don’t like this?”
She rubbed his genitals with a little more force.
“Ugh, I feel weird. Like this.”
“You want me to stop?”
The moment she saw his sunken face, it was very seductive. His pale cheeks were flushed red, his slightly wet eyes were lustful, and his well-formed face was beautiful. For a moment, I forgot where I was and seemed to be attracted to him.
He buried his head in my chest and said.
“No, just a little longer… … .”
As he said, he took off his tunic completely and set it down on the floor while she continued to rub his genitals with one hand.
The genitals held in her hands protruded as the naked, white, naked body, wearing only one underwear, was exposed below.
“Heath, touch me here too.”
I grabbed Heathcliff’s hand and dragged it between my legs. The underwear, already soaked with love juice, was not functioning properly. His hand slipped through the crevice of her wet underwear. He instinctively dug between her legs.
“Are you sick?”
Instead of answering, I just shook my head. It felt like her whole body was melting on him, making it hard to answer.
The feeling of a thick finger splitting the sensitively heated bottom felt clear. The fingers traced the outside of her pubic area and gradually dug into her vaginal opening.
In the quiet room, only the slurping of love liquid was clearly audible. My cheeks reddened at the sound.
Her body was hot and she was startled by the slightest gesture, and her bottom was wet.
Then his finger touched something inside. At that moment, my body jumped upwards. I tilted my head back and let out a groan. As I trembled, Heathcliff hugged me which made me tighter. At that moment, his fingers poked even deeper, and her eyes became white.
“Ah-hah, stop… … . stop it.”
I shook my head and intercepted Heathcliff’s hand. Her overly sensitive body was hot all over, and every time her skin touched his penis, she felt dizzy. I wanted to quickly push that inside of me instead of his finger.
“Heath… … .”
I pushed Heathcliff on his back and made him lie completely on the bed. Then she took off her messy underwear and put it on the floor.
She spread her thighs and climbed over him. The liquid that flowed from between her legs dripped onto his genitals. I felt his gaze between my legs. It felt as if I had become a prey right before being eaten by that passionate gaze.
Everywhere he touched it seemed to heat up. His head was buried in her chest. His hair touched her chest and it tickled. He said as he slowly sucked the nipple with his tongue.
“Are you sick?”
“Ah, no, heh, I’m okay… … .”
“You look tired.”
“That’s, uh… … . I feel good, oh!”
Heathcliff slowly moved his back. Even that little movement made her back twitch. I could feel a heavy feeling filling her inside.
Hot, hard and blunt, it felt creepy. It was a sensation similar to tickling, but much more unbearable. I wish he could poke her inside a little more.
I swallowed a high moan and hugged Heathcliff.
“It’s okay now. ha… … . Move it.”
“It might be a little rough.”
“it’s okay… … . oh!”