CHAPTER 414: CHAPTER 414: A WANDERING BET (PART 3) (R-18)

Summer’s face burned as she struggled to contain the moan that had slipped past her lips. She quickly raised a hand to cover her mouth, her cheeks flushing even deeper as she shook her head in response to Don’s teasing question.

"Mm~," she muttered softly, her voice muffled by her hand, a mix of embarrassment and undeniable pleasure.

Don couldn’t help but chuckle at her adorable reaction, his grip on her breast tightening slightly as his fingers splayed out, barely containing the fullness of her flesh. "You’re so cute when you’re flustered," he teased, his voice low and smooth against her ear.

Summer’s face burned even brighter, her muffled "Mm~" turning into a soft "Ah~" as his thumb brushed over her nipple once more.

As Don’s fingers continued to rub against Summer’s cunt through her panties, the fabric grew increasingly damp, clinging to her skin.

The sweet scent of her arousal filled the air, mingling with the cool of the room. Summer’s breath came in soft gasps, each one punctuated by a barely audible "Ah~" as the friction sent waves of pleasure through her.

As Summer’s breaths deepened, each inhale trembling slightly, Don’s fingers pressed a bit firmer against her, the friction through the fabric sending waves of heat coursing through her.

Her body arched faintly, a soft "Ah~" escaping her lips before she could clamp a hand over her mouth again, her cheeks burning with a mix of embarrassment and desire.

Don’s low chuckle rumbled against her back, his thumb circling her nipple with a teasing slowness that made her shiver.

As Don’s fingers continued their relentless tease, Summer’s resolve crumbled further with each passing moment.

The warmth spreading through her body became almost unbearable, her breath hitching in her throat as she let out another soft "Ah~" of pleasure.

Her hips shifted involuntarily against his touch. Despite her growing embarrassment, she couldn’t bring herself to push him away, her mind consumed by the sensations coursing through her.

Soon, Don’s fingers slipped past the soft fabric and Summer’s breath hitched in her throat, a surprised "Ah~" escaping her lips.

The sudden exposure sent a rush of cool air against her heated skin, contrasting sharply with the warmth of his touch.

Her cheeks remained crimson as she felt his fingers graze her wet cunt, the sensation making her squirm slightly against him.

"Mn~," she muttered, her voice trembling.

The moment Don’s fingers made contact with her exposed flesh, Summer’s body stiffened, her breath catching in her throat.

Her hips twitched involuntarily, pressing against his touch as if drawn by an unseen force.

As Summer’s toes curled tightly, her thighs instinctively closed around Don’s hand, squeezing it firmly in place.

The pressure only seemed to heighten the sensations as his fingers continued their relentless exploration, tracing up and down her wet folds.

She let out a soft "Ah~", muffled slightly by her hand, which still covered her mouth in a futile attempt to contain her reactions.

As Don’s fingers continued their relentless tease, Summer’s body grew more responsive, each touch drawing sharper flinches and more pronounced shifts in her position.

Her hips moved in rhythm with his strokes, the friction building a heat that spread through her like wildfire.

With a soft "Ah~", Summer leaned her head back against Don’s shoulder blade, her neck exposed and vulnerable.

Don, sensing her surrender, leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing against her skin before he planted a tender kiss on her neck.

Don’s lips pressed against the soft skin of Summer’s neck, starting with a gentle peck that quickly deepened into a passionate kiss.

His mouth lingered there, the warmth of his breath sending shivers down her spine. Summer’s eyes fluttered closed as she let out a louder moan, "Mn~," her voice trembling with pleasure.

Don’s hand tightened around her breast, his fingers teasing her nipple with renewed intensity.

As Don’s fingers delved deeper on both fronts, Summer’s arousal became undeniable, her wetness coating his fingers as her folds parted eagerly under his touch.

She let out a soft "Mn~," her voice barely audible as she relaxed further, her body surrendering to the pleasure.

Don’s grip on her breast tightened, his thumb circling her nipple with a teasing slowness that drew another moan, a shaky "Ah~" from her lips.

Her hips also shifted subtly, pressing against his hand, as if urging him onward.

Don’s fingers slid further past the soft fabric, his touch sending another wave of shivers down Summer’s spine.

She let out a soft "Ah~" as his three fingers traced her folds, the pressure increasing with each gentle stroke.

As Don’s fingers continued their teasing, he gently pressed forward, allowing one to slip past her entrance. Summer’s body tensed, her breath catching in her throat as her eyes widened in a mix of surprise and realization.

’H-he’s inside...’ she thought, her mind a mess as the warmth of his finger filled her. The sensation was overwhelming, and she let out a soft "Ah~" muffled by her hand.

As Don’s finger slid a little deeper, Summer’s walls clamped around him, the tightness almost overwhelming.

Her breath came in ragged gasps, each inhale sharp and trembling. "Ah~," she whispered, the sound muffled by her hand.

Don’s movements were slow, each stroke sending waves of heat through her. The warmth of his finger inside her was intense, and she couldn’t help but let out another soft "Mn~" as her body responded to the invasion.

The sensation was overwhelming, and she felt her resolve crumbling further with each gentle thrust.

As Don’s finger rested just halfway inside her, the tightness around him was almost suffocating, her walls gripping him like a vice.

Her hips now shifted with a mix of discomfort and pleasure, but she couldn’t bring herself to push him away.

As Don’s finger slowly withdrew, Summer’s tense muscles relaxed, her breath escaping in a soft, shaky exhale.

The sudden absence of his touch left her with an almost hollow feeling, but the memory of his invasion lingered

Her body still felt the electric sensation of his finger moving inside her, the warmth of his touch contrasting with the cool air that now brushed against her exposed skin.

She let out a quiet "Ah~" as her hips shifted slightly, as if searching for the connection they had just lost. The sound was barely audible, muffled by her hand, which still rested over her mouth.

The pause lasted only a moment as Don’s fingers resumed their gentle probing. Summer’s body, now more accustomed to the invasion, began to relax further, allowing his touch to delve deeper.

The wetness between her thighs grew more pronounced, easing the motion and heightening the pleasure. She let out a moan "Mn~" as his fingers moved within her.

Don’s other hand remained at her breast, his thumb tracing circles around her nipple, adding another layer of stimulation.

As Don’s lips continued to brush against the sensitive skin of her neck, Summer’s trembling grew more pronounced as well, each kiss soft and stimulating.

Her moans softened into barely audible whispers, "Ah~... Mn~," as his fingers continued their gentle, insistent rhythm inside her.

The heat from his breath mingled with the warmth of his touch, creating a haze of sensations that clouded her mind.

She felt a mix of excitement and confusion, her thoughts swirling in a storm of pleasure. Despite the turmoil in her head, she still couldn’t bring herself to push him away; the way he made her feel was too intoxicating, too overwhelming.

Then, suddenly, Don’s finger slid out of her. Summer’s body immediately stiffened, her breath catching in her throat.

She wanted to ask why he’d stopped, but the words lodged in her chest, leaving her with an aching silence.

Instead, she felt an eager, lustful yearning, her hips shifting subtly, as if beckoning him back.

Don’s quiet, loving demeanor had awakened sensations she’d never experienced, and now the absence of his touch left her with a hollow longing.

Without warning, Don whispered, "I want to try something," his voice low and husky, sending a shiver down Summer’s spine.

Before she could react, his hands grasped her waist firmly, turning her over with a gentle yet assertive pressure.

She felt the soft fabric of the bed beneath her as he laid her down, his body shifting to hover over hers.

Their eyes met for a fleeting moment, and Summer’s heart pounded in her chest. Don’s gaze was intense, filled with a desire and playfulness that made her pulse race.

As Don positioned himself between Summer’s open legs, the warmth of his body contrasted with the cool air brushing against her exposed skin.

She could see the noticeable bulge in his sweatpants, and her heart pounded with anticipation, her breath coming in soft, shaky inhales.

Don’s hands rested on her thighs, his fingers gently tracing the soft skin as he leaned closer.

Summer’s mind was a whirlwind of emotions, but her body didn’t express her hesitation, as her hips subtly shifted upward in a silent invitation instead.

’Is he going to...?’ she wondered, the question lingering unfinished as Don’s hands, still resting on her thighs, gently squeezed, his touch reassuring yet electrifying.