Chapter 118 Recounting The Dream (5)**

Virelle's POVI could feel the heat, pressure, and my unbearable need for more.

My thoughts fragmented as my world narrowed to the sensation of his body against mine.

"Hmm… don't stop… Brother… Haa… Ethan…"

My voice was a broken whisper and each word was punctuated by continuous gasps and moans.

I was losing myself in this sea of pleasure I hadn't known even existed in this colorless world.

His pace suddenly quickened and his groans mingled with mine when he suddenly stilled.

A warm and sticky liquid spilled onto my stomach and panties and its scent was sharp and unmistakable.

My skin burned where it landed as the sensation seemed both scorching and strangely satisfying at the same time.

I glanced down and saw his cock still jutting out copious amounts of that sticky and smelly liquid that gathered on my waist and panties.

The sight of it gathering on my skin sent a strange thrill through me.

It had a strong fishy smell but I didn't find it disgusting and a weird desire to smell and taste and knowing what it was like sprouted inside my mind.

Ethan huffed and puffed as he finally removed his hands from my thighs.

I could see red finger brands that had formed on my thighs due to the tightness with which he had been holding them.

Their purplish-red color formed a stark contrast with my white skin but as I touched them they didn't hurt in any way.

He lay beside me and for a long moment, neither of us spoke and the only sound in the room was the ragged rhythm of our breathing.

Finally, I reached down as my fingers brushed against the sticky mess on my skin.

The texture was unfamiliar. It was thick, gooey, and impossibly warm. I brought my wet fingers to my nose and inhaled its pungent fishy scent.

It was overwhelming yet something about it stirred a primal curiosity within me.

Without thinking for a moment, I slipped my fingers into my mouth.

The taste of it was sharp and salty on my tongue. My cheeks burned with shame at my action but the act felt strangely natural.

I suddenly felt a heated gaze and turned my head. Ethan watched me with an unreadable expression but the fire in his eyes hadn't dimmed and only seemed to grow stronger as he saw what I was doing.

We lay there in silence and the air between us was thick with the weight of what had just transpired and what was yet to come.

Ethan's POV

The air between us was thick with the scent of sweat, cum, and desire as a heady mix of it clung to my skin as I lay there catching my breath.

The afterglow of what had nearly been a full consummation of our relationship lingered like a warm haze inside my mind and my body still thrummed with the echoes of pleasure.

My mind replayed the last few moments of the last half an hour or so like a vivid reel. Her expressions, the way her body had moved, the sounds she had made, I remembered all of it in detail.

Every memory sent a fresh surge of heat through me, and my cock which had barely softened hardened again in an instant.

So much for post-nut clarity, I thought wryly as a smirk tugged at my lips.

I turned to her and my gaze was immediately drawn to the way she sucked her fingers clean with my cum still glistening on her them.

The sight was enough to make my already stiffening length twitch and become fully erect once more.

Her lips wrapped around her fingers as she sucked them, her half-lidded eyes and her body still flushed from our earlier passion, all of them attacked my senses like a never-ending tide.

I reached for her as I intended to pull her back into my arms but this time she was quicker. With a sly grin, she slipped away before I could secure my hold in her deliberate and fluid movements.

Her D-cup breasts bounced and jiggled in the air as she moved fast to escape from my hold.

They were free of any constraints and their fullness caught the dim light as my tongue darted out to wet my lips and the memory of their taste still fresh in my mind.

But she wasn't done teasing me.

She glanced over her shoulder with a playful smile on her face as she began to remove her thin black nightwear.

The fabric clung to her skin as it was damp with her sweat and my release. She peeled it off with a deliberate slowness that made my pulse quicken.

The next that came was her red panties which were soaked with her sticky juices and my cum.

She turned her back to me with her hands hooking into her panties's waistband and slid them down her legs in a motion that was both casual and unbearably seductive.

I looked with a dumbfounded expression at this natural seductress who stripteased in front of me and moved her legs to step out of them.

What was revealed in its wake was her pink slit that glistened in the low light. It was closed and sealed tight but I could tell that it was waiting for me to open them wide with my cock.

And as if responding to my wicked thoughts it throbbed excitedly in response.

She straightened her one leg and lifted it gracefully as she flicked the drenched panties into a corner of the room.

Now that she was fully naked in front of me, she cast one last look my way with a smile that was equal parts invitation and challenge before she sauntered away toward the bathroom.

She swayed her hips deliberately with every step she made and her round white ass caught the light in a way that made my mouth go dry.

The deliberate seduction in her movements was maddening.