The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1063 - 164 - Snowstorm (4)

She kept moving her armpit back and forth around my cock, creating this intoxicating rhythm that sent small shockwaves shooting through my entire body. The friction was warm and tight, almost too perfect, and the way her skin slid against mine had me clenching every muscle I had just to keep myself from losing control. Each glide felt like it was teasing out a little more of my sanity, and honestly, at the rate she was going, I genuinely thought I might just cum right there like some helpless guy who couldn’t handle it for more than a few seconds.

"Fufufu... are you going to orgasm?" she asked, in that playful yet sly tone only she could pull off. "Well, no one’s going to stop you, Sirion." She leaned slightly, pointing at her crotch with her chin in this lazy, confident way that was so her it made my head spin. "But are you sure? You’ll lose the chance to enter it here, you know?"

The way she said it—calm, teasing, like she already knew exactly what I wanted—made it hit harder. And she wasn’t wrong. I did want to enter myself there. Everything inside me screamed for that. I wanted to orgasm inside her pussy, not from her armpit, not accidentally, not like this. I wanted it the proper way, the way both of us knew we craved but were holding back from because of the damn snowstorm.

So I forced myself to hold it in. I gritted my teeth, breathing slow, trying to steady the growing pressure inside me. It felt like trying to stop a boulder rolling downhill with my bare hands. But I did it. Barely.

And while she kept squeezing and sliding against my cock like she was determined to sabotage my restraint, I decided I wasn’t just going to sit there defenseless. So I reached up again and played with her nipples, giving them attention like earlier.

I started pinching them lightly first, watching her expression shift, then pulling on them just a bit before massaging them with slow, controlled movements.

"Hngh... ahngh... aaah..."

Her moans came out shaky, drifting into the steamy air around us. Her eyes had that hazy, cloudy look—half-fogged with heat, half-lost in pleasure. She looked like someone whose thoughts were melting away.

At one point I felt her armpit loosen slightly, her motions slowing for just a breath. It was subtle, but I caught it. She caught herself quickly though, tightening her hold again and pushing back into that same rhythm as if refusing to give me an inch of relief. She really wasn’t the type of woman who liked losing. If anything, she doubled down whenever she felt like she was slipping. She was putting all her concentration into keeping her pace steady, almost matching my effort with her own stubborn pride. Neither of us wanted to be the first to crumble.

"Hngh... ahh... ahh... my voice is leaking... fufufu... it feels good...~" she murmured, half-teasing, half-breathless.

But while all of this was happening, I realized something. And that I was definitely at a disadvantage. Completely and undeniably. She was attacking the most sensitive part of me directly, and that was obviously far easier to make cum than any other spot. Sure, playing with her nipples could make her orgasm too, but it wasn’t the same kind of stimulation as what she was giving me. It wasn’t a fair trade at all.

"I think it’s right for me to touch it directly," I said, forcing the words out while she kept grinding on me. "Since you’re touching mine directly, no?"

She paused just long enough to look at me, her smile stretching slowly across her face again—calm, wicked, amused, like she knew exactly where this was going.

"Fufufu... I guess so..." she said.

She stood up from the tub, water rolling down her skin in little streams, and stepped out before sitting on the floor. Her naked body glistened in the dim light, and the way she sat—casual yet inviting—felt like some kind of cruel temptation crafted specifically to destroy whatever restraint I had left. She was beautiful and seductive in a way that made it honestly painful to hold back.

"Come here, Sirion," she said, extending her hand like she was pulling me into her world.

So I joined her, sitting beside her, our bodies close enough that I could feel the warmth radiating off her. She scooted closer immediately—closer and closer until her bare butt pressed directly against my crotch, making my cock twitch almost embarrassingly hard.

"Let’s touch each other then," she whispered.

She reached out and wrapped her small fingers and hand around my cock. Her hand felt soft, delicate, and because she’d just stepped out of the tub, a little cool—which actually made the sensation even sharper and even better. The contrast between my heat and her coolness sent a shiver up my spine.

My arm slid around her body, and my hand traveled downward until it reached the spot where her smooth skin transitioned into the warmth between her legs.

Then I touched her small pussy directly.

"Fuuu... nnn..."

Her reaction was immediate. Small, quiet sounds dripped from her lips, soft but impossible to mistake for anything other than moans. They were sweet and warm and somehow calming, even though everything else felt so intense.

She kept stroking my cock, slow and gentle, almost too gentle—like she was handling something precious and dangerous at the same time. She was very clearly being careful. She didn’t want me to cum yet. She wanted this moment just as much as I did. She wanted sex, and she wanted us to actually fuck. But she wasn’t going to allow herself to do it right now. Not with the snowstorm raging and her kingdom in trouble. She was a Queen before anything else, even though her body clearly didn’t want to wait.

But after the snowstorm? We both knew what was waiting. I wouldn’t hold back then. I’d fuck this Queen until she couldn’t think straight.

While she kept moving her hand like that, I kept rubbing her folds, feeling how smooth she was and how wet she’d gotten. Her pussy was leaking so much that it coated my fingers.

"Ngh... ahhnghh... nnn... nghh... nn...~! Hnghhhhhhhh...!"

Suddenly, her whole body trembled, her hips twitching as a rush of liquid spilled out of her pussy.

"See? You came," I said with a smirk. "Seems like you can’t handle it. If just a finger does this, then I guess you can’t handle my cock either."

"Fufufu... you’re sounding bold. I don’t appreciate it. I don’t like it," she said, though her smile never faded. She turned toward me and kissed me, catching my lips richly and smoothly.

Her tongue slid against mine, slow and warm. Her lips pressed gently but with intention, soft and yielding in a way that made everything feel even hotter somehow.

"Nn... hngh... nnnghhh... hnghh... ahngh... ahhh... mnnnghhh...~"

I kept rubbing her folds while she kept stroking my cock, both of us pushing our limits but refusing to cross that final line.

I held on for what felt like a long, slow, torturous moment until finally everything settled. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

"Fufufu, I had fun, Sirion," she said softly. "And like you said, I don’t think I can wait until the end of the snowstorm for us to have sex. Alas... duty is keeping me tied to it. But if we manage to brave this through, it’ll be worth it, don’t you think?"

Yeah. It would definitely be worth it for both of us. While I thought that, she leaned forward, tiptoeing slightly as she pressed her lips into a soft kissing pout. I leaned in, meeting her halfway.

After that, she slipped on a robe, paused at the doorway, and gave me one last seductive smile.

"See ya, Leon."

That was the first time Agneis called me Leon, not Sirion.