When a Well-Raised Son Grows Up - Chapter 80 - (R-19)

Chapter 80

Despite Carlisle’s scream, Abella didn’t stop and continued to push the c*ck deeper. Suddenly, fluffy ears and a tail appeared. Carlisle, now wagging his tail rapidly, tried to twist and turn to get away from Abella, but she remained determined.

“Mmph, stop it!”

With the c*ck still in her mouth, Abella even managed to speak, as if telling him to stay still. This left Carlisle in a difficult position.

“Ah, Abella… wait, just a moment…”

Just a moment ago, he was the one in control. But in the blink of an eye, Carlisle found himself flustered and struggling beneath Abella.

“Stop it, please. Why all of a sudden…?”

Instead of answering, Abella just gave an enigmatic smile. With an innocent expression and the c*ck still in her mouth, her smile was enough to make Carlisle feel completely helpless.

“Isn’t this what you came here for?”

“Well… yes, but…”

Carlisle mumbled to himself, covering his face.

“That’s not fair.”

“Hmm? What isn’t?”

“You’re mean, Abella.”

“Oh, come on. You’ve done way more mean things to me, Carlisle.”

Abella smiled, hitting the mark with her words, and Carlisle’s face fell completely. Unable to argue, he just trembled with quivering lips. Abella couldn’t hold back and burst out laughing.

“You’re silly.”

Carlisle, with teary eyes, could only mutter, “I’m… sorry…”

“No, I was just teasing.”

“Still… even so.”

“And don’t worry too much about Jake from earlier.”

Abella continued, kissing him on the cheek.

“He’s a proud father who recently had a beautiful daughter.”

Hearing that, Carlisle looked a bit dazed for a moment, then let out a deep sigh of relief and embarrassment.

“…I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have made such a fuss over this.”

Carlisle’s ears, usually erect and pointed to the sky, were drooping, reflecting his sulky mood. Abella seemed to find this endearing and playfully rubbed his soft, pointed ears.

“It’s okay, it was kind of cute in its way.”

“Really…?”

“Yes, really.”

“Sigh… I’m glad.”

Carlisle hugged Abella even tighter, burying his face in her neck.

“I heard something recently… they said if you get too clingy, the female will quickly lose interest.”

“Hmm? Who told you something like that?”

Instead of answering, Carlisle just mumbled and avoided her eyes. Seeing this, Abella narrowed her eyes knowingly.

“You heard that from Leo, didn’t you?”

Carlisle’s body flinched, confirming she was right.

“Ah, anyway… I want to stay calm, but it’s hard. Males are all a bit unreliable…”

“Yeah, looking at you, Carlisle, I guess all males are like that.”

“What? R-Really?”

“You know I’m just teasing, right?”

“Mother… you’ve been playful lately.”

Carlisle rubbed his face against her chest, almost like a child, and said,

“You didn’t used to be like this…”

By calling her “mother” and acting like a child, he was clearly trying to gain her sympathy.

Abella wanted to tease him more, but she held back, feeling that if she continued, he might start crying.

“So you don’t like it?”

“N-No! Not… I didn’t mean it like that at all.”

As he answered, Carlisle’s hand skillfully moved up Abella’s waist. He gently caressed her body before sliding his hand back down to give her plump hips a light squeeze.

“Are you cold?”

“No, I’m okay now.”

Just as she finished speaking, his hand, which had been squeezing her hips, began to move forward, slowly caressing the skin between her legs.

“But I’m still worried you might catch a cold…”

Concerned, Abella tilted her head and asked,

“Why do you think that?”

“So, are you planning to stop?”

In response, Carlisle pressed down on her sensitive spot and replied,

“No, I want to warm you up quickly. You said before, ‘After raising you all this time, the only thing you’re good at is using your mouth…’.”

Abella tried to recall when she had said that. She remembered making that comment to Carlisle long ago, almost as if talking to herself. Surprised that he remembered, she started to explain.

“Uh, that was just…”

“I know, it was a joke.”

“Yeah… that’s right.”

But Carlisle didn’t give her a chance to react as he continued to rub her soft flesh. As soon as a little clear liquid seeped out of her p*ssy, he eagerly spread it over her sensitive spot with his fingers.

As the pleasure gradually built, Abella trembled slightly and pressed herself closer into Carlisle’s embrace. With a satisfied smile, he slowly slid a finger into her quivering p*ssy.

Carlisle’s hands were quite cold, likely from being outside in the chilly weather. The contrast of the cold fingers exploring her warm inner walls made Abella instinctively tense up, her nails digging in.

“Mm, mmh…”

“Just relax a little, Abella,” Carlisle gently urged.

As he said this, Carlisle twisted his finger inside her, causing Abella to feel even more lightheaded. She could only bite her lip and tremble.

“Abella, if you keep tensing up like this, there won’t be any room for my c*ck to fit in.” Despite his innocent expression, his words were anything but. Carlisle continued to speak to her, his eyes steady and unflinching.

“It’s too tight.”

“But… ugh, your hand… it’s so cold,”

Abella managed to say, breathing heavily.

Realizing the cause, Carlisle sighed briefly and pulled his hand away. Then, as if he had a new idea, his red eyes lit up with excitement. Abella felt a strange uneasiness in his eyes.

Sure enough, just as she expected, Abella found herself confined in the small bathtub, her back pressed against Carlisle’s chest. She let out a deep sigh.

“You pervert,” she muttered.

“What do you mean?” he asked innocently.

“You said you were going to help me wash…”

Abella glanced at Carlisle, who was shamelessly squeezing her br**sts.

“This… mm, this isn’t… washing… it’s just touching…”

“Come on, a little contact like this is unavoidable if I’m going to help you wash. Don’t worry, I’ll make sure to clean you thoroughly,” Carlisle replied with a playful tone.

As Carlisle spoke, his other hand slipped between Abella’s legs. Feeling the firm pressure of his body behind her, Abella knew what was coming next.

His big hand squeezed her soft br**st, teasing her sensitive n*pple with gentle scratches. When her delicate body tried to flinch away, Carlisle tightened his grip, as if refusing to let her move.

The warm water flowed gently over her chest, a comforting sensation, but the thought of something hard entering her soon made her lower abdomen tighten with anticipation.

As his fingers slowly rubbed her sensitive spot, the moment her p*ssy became wet, they immediately slipped inside, exploring her tender flesh.

Abella’s body relaxed more easily this time, likely due to the warm water. Carlisle wrapped his arms around her waist and kissed her neck.

“…Can I put it in?”

“And if I say no…?”

“I’ll keep begging until you say yes.”

He positioned Abella to sit on top of him, teasingly rubbing the tip of his c*ck between her legs as he asked,

“Is it really not okay…?”

Carlisle’s once perky ears drooped as he looked at Abella with concern.

“Hmm? Abella, is it not okay?”

He then started kissing her cheek noisily, making soft smacking sounds. Finding his behavior quite adorable, Abella hesitated, taking her time to respond.

“Hmm… I’m not sure.”

When she didn’t give a clear answer, Carlisle began to groan in frustration. His fluffy tail, expressing his dissatisfaction, thumped against the tub, splashing water everywhere.

Despite Carlisle’s pleas, Abella only offered a gentle smile, giving no clear permission. Instead, she began to subtly move her body in the water.

Without saying anything, she carefully aligned herself with him and slowly lowered her hips. Thanks to his earlier teasing, her wet p*ssy easily took him in, even underwater.

Startled by the sticky, tight sensation of her soft inner walls clinging to him, Carlisle’s eyes widened.

“Abella?”

“Mmh… what is it?” she responded softly.

When he looked down in surprise, he saw that his hard c*ck was already halfway inside Abella. Caught off guard, Carlisle could only open and close his mouth like a fool.

Meanwhile, Abella continued to take him in, inch by inch, despite the size being almost as hard as her arm. What once might have been overwhelming now seemed more manageable, as she no longer appeared to struggle like before.

As soon as she was fully on top of him, Carlisle thrust his hips up, causing the hard c*ck inside her to slide against her hole.

“Ah!”

A sharp cry escaped her lips, and the water in the tub splashed and spilled over. Despite this, Carlisle’s movements only grew rougher and more intense.

Carlisle grabbed Abella’s waist and began to thrust harder, causing her body to rock back and forth like a sheet of paper. Startled by his movements, Abella’s hand immediately reached out and gently caressed the deep scar on his chest that caught her eye.

As she looked at the scar, memories of the first day she met Carlisle came flooding back. She recalled the image of young Carlisle, with his small arms and legs, chasing after her.