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Villain: 10x Rewards Begins With The Protagonist's Mother

Chapter 47 | She Woke Up Soaked and Realized She Could No Longer Lie to Herself
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Chapter 47: 47 | She Woke Up Soaked and Realized She Could No Longer Lie to Herself

"Master... should I go a bit harder?" Dante asked as he gave her breasts a gentle squeeze.

But, he didn’t wait for her answer. His thumbs found her stiff nipples and pinched them.

"Hyaa~! Ahn~" Natasha moaned sharply, her body twitching from the sudden jolt.

He kept playing with her breasts for a while, squeezing them firmly, rolling her nipples between his fingers and pulling them lightly.

Every time he pinched or tugged, Natasha let out another shaky moan, her body twitching under his hands.

After some time, his hands finally left her breasts and slowly slid down her back.

He massaged her legs next, his palms moving over her calves before moving higher.

When he reached her thighs, his touch became slower and heavier. His fingers pressed into the soft flesh, slowly working their way up until they reached the towel covering her ass.

"Master, I think these need some relief too," Dante spoke as he took off the towel and placed his hands on her ass. "Don’t you think?"

"Hmm," Natasha nodded, lifting her hips to press her ass against his hands in agreement.

After getting her agreement, he started massaging her juicy ass. His hands moved under her panty, spreading her cheeks and squeezing them roughly.

Natasha let him continue for a while before she finally spoke.

"That’s enough caring for my back," she said calmly.

She snapped her fingers and the black lace panty disappeared.

Natasha slowly turned over, lying on her back. She gave him a full view of her body, especially her glistening pussy that was already wet from everything he had done.

Dante froze the moment he saw her face and her exposed pussy.

His confidence disappeared in an instant.

"S-sorry, Master... But, we shouldn’t—" he started to say, lowering his head to bow.

Natasha didn’t let him finish. "Since you had your fun, you want to run away now?"

"If you are going to apologize, do it with your tongue, not your mouth."

She wrapped her legs around his neck and pulled his face straight down between her thighs, pressing his mouth directly against her wet pussy.

***

After that, everything went dark. But the dream didn’t stop. It shifted like flipping a page in a book she had already read.

She was back in his room, sitting on the edge of his bed. Dante was lying in front of her, shirtless, burning with fever.

The day she wiped his body.

This time, they weren’t fighting over pants.

They were fighting over something much more important and... bigger.

"Master, I’ll be fine in a few days. I can wash it myself then," Dante said, gripping his boxer tightly with both hands.

"What if you get an infection?" Natasha replied, her voice unusually unsteady at the end. "I’m doing this for you."

She tried to pull his boxer down, but Dante held onto it like his life depended on it. The more she pulled, the more stubbornly he resisted. Her patience was quickly running out.

She used her special move.

Snap!

The boxer vanished instantly.

The moment it disappeared, the thick cock that had been tightly caged sprang up with force and slapped straight across Natasha’s face.

Her eyes widened in shock as the heavy length hit her cheek with a soft smack.

The karma had punished her immediately.

’What the hell is this...? It looks like a monster,’ Natasha thought, touching her cheek while staring at his throbbing cock right in front of her face.

"Master, you are cheating!" Dante spoke with an angry face and tried to cover his crotch with a towel.

But a few seconds later, his hands were tied above his head with that same towel.

"Just stay still. I will wipe it quickly," Natasha spoke as she wrapped her hand around his cock, barely able to close her fingers around it, while holding the wet towel in her other hand.

She pretended to wipe his crotch, but her focus was completely on his cock.

The towel moved slowly at first, but soon her hand started stroking him properly.

Dante let out a struggled groan as her hand moved up and down his shaft.

When precum started leaking from the tip, Natasha blushed and spoke in a trembling voice,

"M-more white stuff is coming out... I’ll take care of it." She leaned down and took his cock into her mouth while he stared at her in complete shock.

Dante’s body tensed as a rough groan escaped his throat.

She didn’t rush. She sucked slowly at first, her tongue moving around the head while her hand continued stroking the base.

His groans grew heavier and more strained the longer she sucked. Natasha kept going, taking more of him into her mouth until her lips were stretched around his thickness.

Soon, Dante’s body stiffened.

With a rough groan, he came hard.

Thick ropes of cum shot into her mouth and splashed across her face as she pulled back slightly.

Natasha wiped the corner of her mouth with her thumb and looked at the mess on her face.

"It got even dirtier... I should clean this up properly~" She added with hearts forming in her eyes.

She stood up, pulled her skirt up, and pushed her panty to the side.

Without hesitation, she positioned herself above him. She grabbed his still-hard cock and rubbed the tip against her wet pussy before slowly lowering herself.

The moment the thick head pushed inside, Natasha’s eyes widened. She tried to take him in, but she had underestimated his size.

The stretch was too much.

A loud scream tore out of her throat as she tried to force herself down.

"Kyaaaah—!"

Natasha’s eyes snapped open.

She was back in her own bed, breathing heavily, her body covered in sweat. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it would burst.

’WHA–WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT DREAM...?’ She quickly covered her crimson red face with both hands.

She slowly parted her fingers and peeked through the gaps at the sheets beneath her. A large, wet patch had already spread across the bed.

Her face burned even hotter as she stared at it.

The images from the dream kept flashing in her mind without mercy. She pressed her thighs together and shut her eyes tightly.

"What am I going to do...? How can I look him in the eye after this?

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[Moral’s Note]

We’re almost at 50 Chapters and this has been a slow burn so I figured I’d give you all a treat. Hope you like it! (≧∇≦)

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