Chapter 115: 115 | The Last Hurdle[2]

Natasha pulled a book from the top shelf and glanced at the cover before putting it back. "Not this one." She reached for the next one. "Move the ladder to the right."

"You'll need to come down first, Master. Let me move it."

"It's fine. I can keep my balance." She said without looking down.

Dante gripped the sides of the ladder and slid it over. Natasha was already reaching for the next shelf, stretching her body to its limit. Her skirt had completely given up on doing its job and the purple lace was fully on display.

'Ha... Master, you've really come a long way.' Dante thought with genuine emotion while staring at the view in front of him.

But what he didn't know was that Natasha wasn't done yet. She still had one more move left.

'This should be enough.' A cheeky smile formed on her lips before she screamed in a panicked voice. "Ah! A spider!"

Her foot slipped off the step and her body tilted backward.

Dante moved on instinct and reached up to catch her but at the last second her body twisted mid-fall and the angle changed completely.

Instead of landing in his arms, her ass came down directly on his face and the impact took them both to the ground.

Dante's back hit the floor hard but he barely registered the pain. The purple lace he had been admiring from a safe distance was now pressed flat against his nose and mouth. Her thick thighs clamped around both sides of his head on reflex and the warmth radiating through the thin fabric was impossible to ignore.

'I can't breathe.' That was his first thought. He tried to inhale and a warm, sweet scent that had nothing to do with body wash filled his nose.

'She smells good down here too.'

"D-Dante?!" Natasha's voice came from somewhere above him. She quickly hid her blush and scrambled off his face, spinning around to find him lying flat on the floor with a dazed expression.

"Are you okay?!" She dropped to her knees beside him. "I'm so sorry! I said I could balance myself, I didn't mean to—"

"I'm fine, Master." Dante sat up slowly, rubbing the back of his head. He kept his expression perfectly dazed and confused while a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes. 'Did she plan that too?'

He had only told her to stop him from leaving the mansion. He never expected her to come up with something like this on her own. Having to pull all the strings himself was exhausting. Watching her take the initiative on her own was a completely different kind of thrill.

***

An hour passed. They didn't find anything useful in the end. Natasha knew there was nothing there from the start but she couldn't exactly stop searching right after she had landed her ass on his face.

"I'm sorry, Dante. I wasted your time for nothing." Natasha lowered her eyes with a guilty expression.

Dante was a bit speechless watching her act. 'Over a hundred years of life experience really shows when it comes to lying.'

"It's okay, Master. At least we can cross this off the list." Dante said with a reassuring smile. He paused for a moment, pretending to hesitate before speaking again. "Do you want me to give you a massage? You've been climbing up and down that ladder for an hour. Your back must be killing you."

He didn't fully hide the desire in his eyes as he said it. He wanted her to notice.

'A massage?' Natasha's eyes lit up the moment the words left his mouth. And when she caught that look in his eyes, a rush of excitement ran through her chest. 'Does he want to take advantage of me?'

[New Task Triggered]

[Task 3: Bare Back!]

[Description: Dante has offered you a massage without realizing what he's gotten himself into. Accept his offer but raise the stakes. Remove your top before lying down and let him work on bare skin. See how long he can keep his composure.]

Natasha read the task and the memories of her dream came rushing back. The one where Dante's head was between her thighs, doing things that made her wake up with soaked sheets.

'Is my dream about to become reality?' Her heart skipped a beat. 'Then will that happen too?'

She shoved the thought down as quickly as it appeared.

"Fine." She said without any hesitation and looking at him with a smiling face. "Come to my room in ten minutes."

Dante would have gotten chills from that smile if he didn't know what was really going on. But right now, the only thing he was trying to do was not get a boner.

He watched her leave and a slow grin spread across his face. "Got it, Master. I'll be there."

***

Dante gave her exactly ten minutes before walking down the hallway and knocking on her door.

"Come in."

He pushed the door open and stepped inside.

Natasha was lying face down on her bed with her arms folded under her chin. Completely topless. Her tits were squished flat against the mattress, bulging out from the sides of her body.

Her back was bare from her neck all the way down to where the sheets covered her ass. The curve of her waist dipping into her wide hips was enough to make any man's dick twitch.

Dante stopped in the doorway and his eyes ran down her body. 'She's making it way too hard to stay in character. I'm going to take as much advantage of this as I can.'

"Master, you're..." He forced his voice to crack and took a step backward, looking away from her body. "I should come back after you—"

"It's just a massage, Dante." Natasha said without lifting her head, an amused smile on her lips. "We're master and student. There's nothing weird about this."

'Right. Nothing weird about a little bonding between master and student. Hehe.'

"If you say so, Master." He put on the face of a man who had lost all his courage but was too weak to refuse. His shoulders dropped, his eyes stayed glued to the floor, and he sat on the edge of the bed like a lamb walking into a lion's den.

He used Golden Hands and placed both palms on her bare shoulders.

"Ahn~" A soft moan came straight out of her mouth the second he touched her. Her whole body went stiff and then melted flat into the mattress like her bones had dissolved.