Chapter 285 - [Bonus ]A LONG NIGHT

As if slapping wasn't enough. Arthur grabbed her buttocks and spread them. The small hole looked lonely in his eyes. He used his wet index finger and inserted it into her round hole.

"Hhkk!" Veronica's body jerked. "Not… not there. Anywhere but there!" She shuddered. This gave her an unbearable limp ticklish feeling, but she was unable to resist it.

It was a place that no one had touched before. Only once Arthur did touch her there but then he stopped. 

To think he would do that when she was feeling the most vulnerable – Veronica clenched her fists. 

She just came and barely held back from cumming once again. It took too much strength and so she tried to hold it. But the way he kept doing whatever he pleased, it was impossible to control her urges.

Arthur noticed that she tightened around him even more after he touched there. Listening to her erotic moans, he realized that she liked what he did. 

It added fuel to the fire in his stomach. To make her convulse her insides even more, he slid his finger in and out relentlessly.

This time, Veronica came faster than the previous time. Her waist swayed and her knees unbuckled. She was undone. 

Arthur paused to think whether he should stop and give her a rest or not. But his inner demon continuously poked him, and he was unable to satisfy his lust.

He pulled out from her. A huge amount of juice came out of her flowerpot and drenched the bedsheet. However, he didn't care.

He turned her body over and let her back touch the bed. Her body was fiery hot as though she had a fever. The cold bed made her feel better.

Tears smudged in her eyes. Her slightly parted lips quivered. Her breasts bounced up and down as she heavily panted. 

Arthur stared at the beauty in front of him. He dared not to blink. He was afraid that if he blinked, she would vanish into the thin air. 

A few days ago, this scene was hard to imagine. The woman he held dearly in his heart was alive, in one piece, right in front of him. Nothing mattered to him anymore.

All he wanted was to keep her within his eyes' reach and never let go. If she wished to run away again, he planned to love her dearly so that she could forget whatever was in her head. 

He positioned himself in between her legs. His cock rubbed against her pussy, sometimes softly and other times, roughly. 

"Ahh…" Veronica arched her back. That scorching large stick rubbing her tender pussy made her feel quite pleasant as nectar flowed out of it gradually. She was gradually being swallowed by lust.

At this moment, Arthur pushed his thick cock inside her pussy. He watched her going nuts due to ecstasy. 

"Ahh! Arthur… not anymore…" Pleading moans came out of Veronica's mouth. Despite her tiredness, her waist moved to match his rhythm. Her breasts trembled continuously. They bounced at his every thrust. 

Arthur observed her reaction and kept ramming her walls. While looking at her bouncy bosom, he reached out and grabbed her breasts. His hands became all the more brazen as they toyed with her plump breasts, using his fingers to twirl the nipple. 

Veronica grasped the bedsheet. The bed was getting messier and messier. 

The night was long. To Veronica, it was an eternity. She couldn't sleep, she couldn't stop. She kept cumming as Arthur's stimulation all night. They didn't talk. Their physical needs became their top priority.

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In the morning, Catherine opened her eyes when she heard birds chirping outside the window. She hadn't had a lovely and lively morning like this for a long time. 

In the Magic Tower, the density of dark aura was so much that no birds or insects could stay near the tower. 

Feeling the headache, she frowned and sat up. She opened her mouth wide and yawned loudly. 

'How much I missed the morning bells of the sweet, small, angelic birds? I always wanted this lovely morning back. But why does my head hurt this bad?'

Rubbing her head, she looked around. 'Hmm? Where am I? I don't recognize this place…' While thinking, she gradually remembered that she was in the resort, she met Veronica last night, and lastly, they got drunk, and…

'And? How did I end up in my room? Did Ver carry me?' Her head became clearer. Her blurry vision got fixed after washing them with cold water.

She was still wearing yesterday's clothes. She didn't change it. Dressing up like that, she went out. She went to the resort lobby and found Vincent there.

Vincent showered her with a bright smile. "Good morning, Catherine. Did you sleep well?"

"Sleep? Yeah, it was an amazing night. But now, my head feels like it's going to split apart." Catherine grabbed her head.

Vincent chuckled. "I understand your pain. You can go to the restaurant. I've already told the cook to keep your hangover soup ready."

He noticed that her face was glowing and the dark circles under her eyes reduced a lot. She looked a lot better than yesterday. At least, today, she didn't look like a walking dead.

"That's great." Catherine rubbed her temple. "By the way, how did I end up in my cottage?"

Vincent explained to her about last night. He didn't forget to comment, "You are cute when you are drunk."

"Waah–" Catherine's face flushed. Her heartbeat increased. She suddenly became nervous. 

"Umm…" She did her best to find an appropriate word to change the subject. That's when she thought of her best friend. "Ver… Did you see Ver in the morning?"

Vincent shook his head. "Not at all. She hasn't come out of her room since last night."

"She must be sleeping. Please tell the chef to prepare her hangover soup as well. I'm sure she will have a headache after waking up," Catherine requested.

Headache or not – Veronica was in pain, that's for sure. She felt it after she woke up at noon.

"Oww!" She frowned.. There wasn't a part of her body that wasn't screaming "pain".