Secrets of the Azure Sea

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A heat blossomed deep within her. Being touched like this was so embarrassing, yet a warm pleasure spread through her, making her crave more of his touch.

“See? You’re starting to soften, and your skin clings to my hands.”

Even as he said it, Floria didn’t quite understand. The peaks of her breasts began to bloom, rising and tightening.

“Ah, your buds have become so delightfully pointed. I’ll take my time to savor this too.”

“Hih… aah…!”

His index finger, outstretched, lovingly touched the nub.

Trembling as if in convulsions, Floria stood there, enduring the frustrating stimulation of Zanarf’s finger.

Zanarf’s eyes narrowed, and he pinched the throbbing nibble.

“Ah, no……”

Her back arched, and a sweet sensation ran through the tip of her breast.

“Does it feel good? You’re quite sensitive, with those little peaks, your reactions are so cute.”

Zanarf chuckled softly in his throat as he watched Floria’s lewd display, continuing to gently torment the sensitive tips of her breast. Floria was enveloped in surprise.

She couldn’t believe that a man could derive pleasure from toying with a woman’s chest, and that such sensations could arise from it. Every inch of her skin tingled with arousal, awakening senses within her that she had never noticed before.

When her bud was tightly pinched and squeezed, a sweet tingling sensation like sugar water flowed through her body like a waterfall.

“Look. You’re getting all excited,” he said, pointing to the stiffened nipple that he was teasing with his thick fingers. The rough texture of his fingers taught her innocent body a new kind of lewdness.

As her breasts were kneaded and the bud was toyed with by his fingertips, she felt her strength drain from her limbs, and before she knew it, she had leaned her body into Zanarf’s arms.

“Mmm… Zanarf… no… not there…”

“I never thought you could get this way just from your breast. Tonight, I’ll make you forget all about Franz.”

“Kyahh…”

Suddenly, her body felt weightless and she was floating in the air. By the time she realized it, she was carried to the bed, once he lowered her, the creaking sound followed, echoing as Zanarf climbed on top of her.

She no longer thought about Franz at all; in fact, she even felt a sense of contempt for him. Yet still, Zanarf seemed so fixated on Franz.

It was Zanarf who was truly sincere and honest as a person from the get-go.

“How did he hold you?”

With one arm resting on the bed, he looked down at her, his gaze piercing. His other hand gently teased the pink nipple atop her white breast. Just the way he pinched it lightly between his thumb and index finger sent her thoughts spiraling into a haze.

He probably hadn’t expected an answer from Floria at all. Zanarf’s eyes gleamed with intensity.

“—But you are already mine.”

“Ah… please, nnh…”

Slowly, Zanarf’s face descended.

Not to her lips, but to the bud on her chest. His tongue extended to roughly brushed against the pale pink areola before lingering on the sensitive nipple.

Floria shuddered at the raw feeling that was so different from that of his fingers.

Even though it seemed wrong, she felt an enormous amount of sinful pleasure, and no matter how hard she tried to control it with her rational mind, it was all in vain.

After plenty of tongue teasing, he took the entire nub of it into his mouth and began to suck it up.

“Hiccup ……, un…….”

Her back arched involuntarily as he sucked on it with a tingling sound.

“Oh, don’t suck it so hard… Oh, mmm.”

“This little buds are red and swollen and getting all stiff in my mouth. It tastes so delicious.”

Her breasts which have been weakened by repeated handling with his fingers were getting even more ripe and tender as he licks and sucks on them and rolls them around in his mouth.

“Ah, the more I lick it, the sweeter it gets.”

In a room illuminated only by the moonlight streaming through the window, the twinkling of stardust, and the flickering light of a small candle, the flames of Zanarf’s desire danced and swayed.

After slowly pulling away, leaving behind a trail of glistening strings of saliva, he opened his mouth wider, as if to bite into a peach, taking the tip of a breast into his mouth. She could feel the lewd heat vividly through the thin skin of her nipple,

“Nn-Ahhh.”

She never thought that such a place would be so sensitive.

She was so numb that she writhed as she tried to endure the sensation.