Senior, I've Come to Visit - Chapter 47

My plump breasts, soft like little mounds of fat, swayed forward and back with each thrust before finding stability in his hands. But as he kneaded them again, milk splattered onto the sheet.

Hhh….

He’s really like a beast.

Not only were we locked together in a mating posture like animals, but I was even leaking milk below. Around the dampening sheet, a thick scent of milk spread. It wasn’t as if I were marking territory, yet everywhere I lived or went seemed to get sprinkled with milk. My house, the carriage, the research lab last time, and now even Nardi’s home….

“Agh…!”

When he twisted my nipple, I flinched and tried to pull my waist away, only for his shaft to sink even deeper. With the hand slick from my milk, Nardi gently circled and lifted my nipple. His fingers spread apart, pinching the edges of my areola outward before pressing inward, squeezing milk out. Spurt, shhh- a strong jet hit the sheet.

“Haa, it’s a shame I can’t suck it right now.”

Unless his mouth could somehow reach through his hand, there was no way he could suck my breast in this position.

“You, hngh, find the strangest things to regret.”

It wasn’t as if he were an infant who needed milk to survive. And he’d sucked my breasts for more than enough hours already.

“This precious milk is going to waste.”

Precious… what?

If not for him, it would all go straight down the drain in the bath anyway. Yet he seemed genuinely regretful. He cupped his palm to collect the milk and brought it to his mouth. As if drinking water from a spring, he drank mouthful after mouthful.

I didn’t know why he had to go this far, and yet watching him treasure the liquid coming from my body made something inside my chest prickle. If the roles were reversed, I would never be able to do such a thing.

I didn’t particularly care where the milk ended up, but I did feel a little disappointed that he couldn’t suck directly. Direct suction felt the best. What he was doing now was closer to hand expression, and although his skilled fingers felt far better than doing it myself, nothing compared to direct suction.

When he latched onto my breast and sucked deeply, it was unbelievably refreshing….

“Ah.”

A tingling, stabbing sensation ran through my chest—the sign of letdown—and then, astonishingly, milk burst out on its own. From the breast swollen full of milk, jets sprayed through the large and small milk ducts. Countless milky-white lines stretched outward in different strengths and directions.

My goodness….

All that happened just from imagining being sucked.

“….”

Nardi must’ve sensed it too; he went silent for a moment before quickly gathering the milk in his hands again and bringing it straight to his mouth. Like someone dying of thirst finally tasting rainwater, he eagerly drank every drop while still thrusting hard.

Shaa-

Squelch, squelch-

Amid the faint watery sound of spraying milk, the crude friction of his shaft rubbing my inner walls rang vividly. Milk and love juice flowed endlessly, drenching everything in liquid. Their colors and textures differed: in front, a milky, translucent white; in back, a clear, slippery fluid.

“Eloise, your body is truly mysterious.”

“Is that, hngh, a compliment or an insult?”

“Of course it’s a compliment. It makes you even more lovable.”

Nardi moved both his hands and his hips without a moment’s rest, leaving me with no room to think. All I could do was receive the intense stimulation coming from everywhere.

Only after my milk sprayed to the fullest did the letdown stop.

He held my weakening waist and hips firmly, focusing completely on thrusting. The careful distance I’d adjusted earlier became meaningless as the tip of his shaft plunged deep again and again, striking that innermost place. Still, my aroused vagina had lengthened, so it wasn’t too much. Even the eerie, tingling sensation when he pressed my cervix felt close to pleasure.

“Aaah, hngh, aaah….”

Nardi held my hips up and fixed in place, but the front of my body collapsed. I pressed my chest to the sheet with my butt raised high. My breasts, flattened against the sheet, spread outward. As his thrusts continued, my pressed nipple scraped forward and back against the fabric, sending pleasure spreading through me. The inner sides of my parted thighs trembled sharply as if in convulsions.

“You’re beautiful, Eloise.”

“Suddenly… ah, what….”

“Your head is beautiful, your nape is beautiful, your back is beautiful, your butt is beautiful… everything is beautiful.”

Ha, seriously….

Suddenly hyperaware of his gaze, I grew self-conscious.

I didn’t want him to see my bare backside, but from his position, he could see it as easily as breathing. I was sprawled out as if offering myself for display.

I had to strain my neck and twist awkwardly just to see him once, but from his vantage point, I was right there in view. The difference in what we could see made me anxious, and the posture itself made it worse. It felt as if Nardi was in the predator’s position and I was the prey.

Creak, creak-

He drove into me so hard I didn’t even have time to look back.

His thick shaft concentrated its friction on the deepest passage, striking my cervix as if pounding it. Enduring it for so long made the climax approach.

But along with that, a knot of unease grew inside me.

Maybe it was a habit leftover from subjugation missions. I’d gotten used to constantly checking my surroundings, especially behind me while hunting demonic beasts. Being in a state where something was behind me while I exposed my back made me uneasy. I couldn’t see my opponent, yet he could see me. My instincts recognized it as a vulnerable position.

“Hng.”

In the end, I used nearly superhuman effort to change my position.

Bracing my hands against the sheet, I raised my upper body. Without breaking penetration, I bent my knees and sat facing the same direction as him. Nardi was still behind me, but it was easier to glance back than before.

“Did you want to do it in this position?”

He had gone still and was watching me. Meeting his eyes eased my mind.

“Yeah.”

More accurately, it wasn’t that I preferred this to doggy style; I simply thought this was better than the other one. Switching to a completely different position was impossible with the thick shaft spearing through me.

“Do you want me to touch you?”

Before I could even answer, Nardi’s hands reached forward. Slipping his arms under mine, he grabbed and kneaded my breasts. Milk streamed down to my stomach. One of his hands slid lower, stroking my belly before pressing firmly.

“Ah, hngh….”

Being held so tightly during the thrusts made the sensations overwhelming. Already stuffed full by his massive shaft, the pressure intensified even more. Every time he snapped his hips upward and struck my deepest point, my lower belly bulged slightly, and the palm over it increased the pressure.

In the whirlwind of pleasure, I strained to turn my head and glance at his face. He lowered his head and kissed my cheek and the corner of my mouth over and over.

Smooch, smooch-

Confirming again and again that the man filling me was Nardi made me feel reassured. But that relief didn’t last long.

“Aakh!”

The hand on my belly slipped down between my legs, found my clitoris, and rolled it. From the outside, the little bud was rubbed firmly, and from the inside, the connected roots were scraped by the thick shaft. The deepest part of my inner passage felt like it was catching fire from the friction.

Reflexively, my whole body tensed and my breath caught. Suspended in that taut tension, just as I was about to climax, swoosh- Nardi suddenly changed positions again.

“Hngh…!”

He held my upper body from behind and laid me on my side. In an instant, with my legs stacked, I was lying sideways. Nardi, still seated with his thick shaft inserted inside me, continued thrusting.

“Why, why….”

I couldn’t tell why he’d changed positions.

“I don’t want to finish too quickly.”

He seemed to know I was on the verge of climax.

“If you come, Eloise, you’re going to fall asleep again.”

“Y‑you know me well….”

“They say beautiful people get sleepy easily, and I guess it’s true.”

Ridiculous….

It was only because someone drained all my strength that I got sleepy.

Right now my whole body was tense again. Nardi lifted my upper leg and placed it over his shoulder. Through the cleanly spread opening of my thighs, he drove in even deeper.