Chapter 232: Lost Passion (2)

Some time had passed, and the fire in the room had finally died down, leaving behind a heavy, quiet stillness.

Darkness had engulfed the room, wrapping everything in the peaceful silence of night.

Jake lay naked on the luxurious bed, his body completely relaxed, while Grace rested quietly against his side.

One of her legs was hooked over his, and her breathing had finally slowed, though her hand continued a slow, steady rhythm around his hardened cock.

The sheets were a tangled mess around them, a silent testament to what had come before.

His arm was tucked under her head, his other hand resting on her breast, his thumb tracing slow, idle circles across her skin.

When he caught her nipple between his fingers, Grace let out a small, shaky sound, as a faint shiver running through her.

Jake smiled.

He wasn’t trying to start something again... at least, not yet.

"That’s all that happened," Jake said, his voice low in the quiet room.

He had finally finished laid it all out: how he met Samu’dra in the ruins, the desperate scramble for escape, and how Aria had remained by his side through it all.

Eventually, he admitted that both women had become members of his crew.

Grace had listened in silence.

She didn’t answer right away, her eyes half-closed, her palm still warm and moving his cock rhythmically up and down.

Jake kept his thumb moving over her breast, waiting.

After a long moment, Grace turned her face into his chest and nuzzled against him, seeking his warmth.

"I see..." she murmured softly.

Jake looked down at her, a flicker of surprise crossing his face.

"You’ll really accept Aria? I thought... maybe you’d reject the idea. Or at least have some lingering negative feelings."

Even though she had told him before that she wouldn’t mind, he knew how complex a woman’s thoughts could be.

What is accepted today can become a burden tomorrow.

Grace remained quiet for a heartbeat, then her cheeks puffed out in a small, stubborn pout.

"What can I do?" she sighed, her expression softening into something helpless.

"I can’t be selfish. If she’s already become someone important to you, I can’t simply tell you to abandon her just because I don’t like the situation."

Her fingers lightly traced the thick vein of his shaft as she continued.

"Besides... if I rejected every woman who came into your life, wouldn’t that make me look terribly unreasonable?"

She paused, her expression becoming more complicated.

"Not to mention... it’s tied to your class. I don’t want to share you, but..." she hesitated, lowering her gaze. "I don’t want to become even more of a burden to you, either."

Hearing all of that, Jake felt a surge of genuine emotion.

He hadn’t expected such a considerate response.

Grace was beautiful and gentle, yes, but she also had a playful, shameless side that only he ever saw.

Yet beneath that was a woman who truly cared about the burdens he carried and loved him.

Warmth spread through his chest.

He reached out, gently stroking her hair.

"You’re really too good to me," he murmured, leaning down to press a kiss to her forehead.

"And don’t worry. No matter what happens, you’ll always be my number one."

At those words, a small, satisfied smile touched Grace’s lips.

"You really know how to make a woman happy..."

She nestled closer, her pout completely gone.

Jake smiled back, but the expression quickly shifted into a quiet groan as her hand suddenly tightened around his cock.

"O-Oh~"

Grace noticed his reaction and beamed.

"Since you’re being so good to me~" she whispered, her voice teasing, "I’ll make sure you’re happy too~"

Jake’s lips curled into a lewd grin as he couldn’t help but think of the old saying: happy wife, happy life.

And he realized there was more truth to it than he’d ever imagined.

Seeing his expression, Grace seemed pleased.

She slowly sat up, leaning over him and pressing a soft kiss against his chest.

Smooch.

Her lips moved lower, leaving a trail of gentle kisses across his toned abdomen.

Her fingertips followed the path, lightly tracing over his skin.

And as she descended, Jake’s grin widened.

"Grace..."

When her mouth reached the head of his hardened cock, she gave it a lingering, lovely kiss.

But then, Grace glanced back at him, her eyes gleaming with pure mischief.

"Hehe~ Done."

She leaned back up and began to tie her hair into a neat ponytail, her movements slow and deliberate, savoring the look of sheer disbelief on Jake’s face.

Jake stared up at her for several seconds, his body still humming with electricity, before finally letting out a long, defeated sigh.

A wry smile crept onto his lips as he realized he’d been completely played.

"Ahh... I missed the shy and innocent Grace," he groaned. "You’ve become a menace."

Grace tilted her head, a playful sparkle in her eyes.

She let out a little hum, pretending to be confused.

"Shy and innocent? Is that how you remember me?"

She leaned forward slightly, her large breasts swaying seductively as she brought her face inches from his.

Her fingertips brushed against his chest, tracing a slow, teasing line downward that made Jake’s breath hitch.

"Maybe I’ve just learned a few things from you, Jake. You’re the one who taught me... that being a little bit ’naughty’ makes everything more interesting~"

Jake couldn’t take his eyes off her.

The sight of her seductive form, combined with the lingering heat in his veins, sent a surge of desire through his entire body.

He reached up, grasping her wrist firmly to stop the teasing torture.

"You’ve definitely learned too well," he groaned, his voice thick and husky.

"So... are you trying to kill me with anticipation, or are you actually going to help your man out?"

As he spoke, his hardened length twitched eagerly, practically demanding her attention.

Seeing this, Grace let out a soft, melodious giggle, her eyes curving beautifully as a playful smile spread across her lips.

She didn’t pull her wrist away from his grip; instead, she leaned further into his space, her warmth radiating against him.

"Oh, you silly Jake... did you really think I’d leave you like this?" she whispered.

Then with a sudden, fluid movement, her hand slid down from his chest, her fingers curling firmly around his throbbing shaft.

She gave it a slow, deliberate squeeze, feeling the frantic pulse of his desire against her palm.

Lowering her head, her lips hovered just a fraction of an inch away from the sensitive head of his cock, her breath hot and teasing against the skin.

"After all," she murmured, her voice dropping to a sultry, intimate tone,

"...the last thing I would ever do to you... is leave you pent up."

Slurp

The sudden, warm wetness of her mouth enveloping him felt like a pleasant surprise.

"Ohhh..."

Jake let out a long, shaky sigh, his entire body going limp against the mattress.

A blissful, relief smile spread across his face as all the tension from her teasing finally melted away into pure sensation.

Slurp...

Slurp...

Slurp...

Closing his eyes, he focused every single sense on the incredible feeling of Grace’s mouth... the perfect combination of heat, suction, and the soft glide of her tongue.

He couldn’t help but let out a low, contented hum, savoring the way she took him in.

And just like that, Jake leaned deeply back into the luxurious pillows, his arms spreading wide as he finally relaxed completely.

Slowly, beneath the amazing sensation, Jake began to feel a strange yet pleasant exhaustion creeping through his body.

"Grace..." Jake murmured softly, his eyelids slowly growing heavier as the pleasant exhaustion washed over him.

"Hmm~... Mhmm~..."

Grace responded with a soft, gentle hum as she continued, seemingly content to let him relax.

The quiet wet slurping sounds filling the room somehow made Jake feel even more at ease, his body gradually sinking deeper into the luxurious pillows as his mind drifted toward a peaceful, hazy state.

Grace, who had been tending to him below, slowly glanced up and caught sight of Jake’s sleepy expression.

Seeing how completely relaxed he had become, a hint of tenderness softened her features.

For a moment she simply looked at him, with quiet affection soft in her eyes.

A gentle smile curved her lips.

"Sleepy already?" she murmured, voice low and warm, without ever letting his cock slip from her mouth.

Grace felt a quiet happiness bloom in her chest as she watched Jake’s eyes grow heavier.

She wanted him to rest more, so she kept moving with careful, deliberate slowness, careful not to pull him fully back to wakefulness.

Her expression stayed soft and fond the entire time, lips and tongue working in lazy, gentle rhythm while he sank deeper into the pillows.

Little by little his body relaxed completely.

And soon... for the first time in a long while, Jake drifted into a deep, peaceful sleep, wrapped in warmth and the quiet, wet comfort of her mouth.