Short – but intense chapter!
Young readers beware!
Chaste eyes should skip the part in-between the two little * ...
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At first, it was very faint...
Without paying enough attention, it seemed silent.
But soon enough it could be heard.
Heavy breathing for a start.
Then the rustles of moving fabric.
And a couple of huffs, along with some – squishing?
The huffs stretched now into pants as clothes rippled down the skin and swished away.
After that, voices could finally be heard.
Yet they did not speak.
Not a word was uttered.
Yet.
What was "said" did not belong to the worded language.
Groans.
Grunts.
Clearer and clearer – sucking sounds too.
Lips were getting louder, spluttering and kissing mouths obvious by now.
Pants were still resonating, but they were getting shorter, faster – more intense.
Instead of rustling fabric, a creaking mattress composed a background soundtrack to the blind motion picture.
The two voices could now clearly and easily be told apart.
High tone moans harmonized and synced with low-pitched growls, both increasing step by step in number and intensity.
The OST was now added with some new noise as repeated thumping progressively gained volume and rhythm, pacing up little by little.
Some hands must have flown up to the whining mouth, for moans somehow suddenly seemed muffled.
For the first time, words were spoken after that.
The low, gruff voice going straight for unchaste comments.
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"Don't stop moaning!! I want to hear you..."
Indeed the high-pitched whines did not falter.
On the contraty, they got steadier...
Step by step longer...
Gradually louder...
Soon, among the hoarse pants and the thumps, the rough voice shamelessly grunted :
"How do you like it deep? ..."
As another whimper rose, it went on :
"Hmm... Ngh.... I want to make you feel good..."
Hardly a fraction of a second later, the second voice reacted.
"Oh yes! ... Yes, yes!!! ... Keep going... AH!... Keep going, don't stop!!"
The strain in the high-pitched voice, though desperate, was far from pained – rather depicting some eagerness... a kind of impatient greed to reach its goal...
And the rhythm of the background noises leveled up some more, thumps turning into sturdier bumpings, in a staccato.
The deep, low-pitched voice went on.
"I'm going to give it to you real good..." it promised while panting and grunting.
And this time, along with the creaking and thumping, the sentence was echoed by the slapping of skin, and lewd squelching sounds, as the obscene high-pitched moans developed into peaking cries.
"Hae – Hae Wong -ah ... Hae Wong -ah!! ... Hae Wong AH!!!... ah...aaah... Aaah! ... AAAH!!!"
The debauched shrieks were immediately followed by the final releasing of some parallel held-in breath that nearly ended in another growled grunt from the other, low-pitched voice.
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After so much to be heard, everything quieted down and only fast, deep pants filled the air
A short minute later, playful giggles rose and echoed each other before they were interrupted by the male lips, which kissed some skin repeatedly then spoke out in their beautiful deep voice.
It clearly bore some sincere admiration as it commented :
"I can't believe how good you were Mei Zhen..."
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Don't hate me...
And I know the chapter is short...
I want to update again over the week end...
Hopefully, you won't loathe me so much if I manage to do that... :o)
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Please look forward to the next chapter
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You Were My Love
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