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By the time they reached the entrance, Freya suddenly stopped and grabbed his wrist.

"Thank you for today," she said softly. "I don’t know what I would’ve done without you."

"Don’t mention it." Gideon smiled. "Just don’t try running away again."

She laughed awkwardly and nodded. "I won’t. I’ll apologize to Mom... properly this time."

Before he could reply, Freya stood on her tiptoes and quickly kissed his lips.

The kiss lasted no more than a heartbeat. Her face instantly turned bright red.

"I-I’ll go now!"

She hurried into the house and disappeared toward Delilah’s room, leaving Gideon chuckling to himself.

At least...

One crisis had finally been resolved and time to indulge.

Gideon climbed the stairs toward the upper floors of the house.

The hallway was already quiet even though the sky had yet to turn completely dark.

Elaine had left for Climber Rift not long ago. As one of the few capable doctors, her presence was needed there far more than here.

Delilah had also been moved back to her room on the second floor. As Gideon passed the hallway, he could hear the faint murmur of two voices through one of the closed doors.

Mother and daughter.

It seemed Freya had kept her promise.

A small smile appeared on his face before he continued climbing the final flight of stairs.

Summer’s room occupied the far corner of the third floor, right beside his own.

Originally, Gideon had wanted her to stay on the first floor. Her pregnancy would only become more difficult as the months passed, and climbing stairs every day wasn’t something he wanted her to do.

Summer, however, had refused. Her reason had been surprisingly simple. She wanted to be close to him.

If the loneliness became unbearable or her morning sickness suddenly worsened during the night, she could simply walk a few steps and knock on his door.

According to her, even his scent alone helped calm the nausea.

In the end, Gideon had relented, though only after making one condition. Once the pregnancy reached six months, she would move downstairs.

No arguments.

He stopped in front of her room and gently pushed the door open.

The first thing that greeted him was the scent of lavender.

It was stronger than usual, filling the room with a warm, calming fragrance that instantly eased the lingering tension in his shoulders.

His gaze shifted toward the bed.

Summer was already waiting for him.

She lay on her side, her head resting against one hand as though she had been counting every passing minute.

A deep blush colored her cheeks, spreading all the way to the tips of her ears the moment their eyes met.

Her full breasts stood firm against the cool air, her nipples were hardened, maybe because of the air or maybe she was just horny.

Her body looked softer than before, while the slight swell of her stomach had just begun to show beneath her smooth skin.

Three months of pregnancy wasn’t enough to make it obvious, yet the subtle curve was already there.

"Gideon..." She swallowed, her voice trembling with nervous anticipation. "I... I’ve been waiting for you."

The slight tremble in her voice was enough to make him pause.

Then he laughed softly.

"My..." A teasing smile spread across his face. "Someone seems awfully eager tonight."

Summer pouted. "Don’t start, or I’ll kick you out of my room."

She hated being teased whenever she gathered the courage to take the initiative. Gideon knew that very well, yet he still couldn’t resist.

With a faint chuckle, he stepped closer until he stood beside the bed. Two fingers slipped beneath her chin, gently lifting her face so their eyes met.

"I’ll behave," he said with an amused smile.

""Now, Summer, what do you want to do? Do you want me to eat your cunt first, or were you already preparing it yourself? I think it’s wet enough."

His gaze drifted downward.

Her pussy, covered by a thin patch of blonde hair, was already glistening with moisture. Whatever lotion Freya had mentioned clearly wasn’t the only preparation she had made.

Summer’s pupils widened. She hadn’t expected him to be that direct.

Instead of shrinking away, however, she swallowed her embarrassment and grabbed his thigh.

"I... I want your cock," she admitted, her voice trembling. "I’ve missed it... after not being touched for so long."

A satisfied smirk appeared on Gideon’s face.

"Very well." He looked down at her with amusement dancing in his eyes. "Do whatever you want. I’ll score your performance."

Summer’s pout deepened, but she held back her complaints. She slowly sat up, making the mattress sway beneath her. Her full breasts bounced softly with the movement as her trembling hands reached for his zipper.

She pulled it down, then guided his pants to the floor until they pooled around his feet.

His cock was already half hard, yet still looked intimidatingly large.

She bit her lower lip before hooking her fingers beneath his underwear and pulling it down as well, finally exposing what she had been waiting to see.

Her body gave a small shiver.

"It’s... bigger than I remember," Summer whispered.

One of her hands slowly wrapped around his shaft, stroking it gently while her tongue traced across the tip.

She licked away the bead of precum before moving her tongue up and down the head, drawing a quiet groan from Gideon.

"Good," he murmured. "You still remember how to make me feel good."

Summer didn’t answer. Instead, she opened her mouth and slowly took his cock inside.

Her lips stretched around him as she carefully pushed farther, never taking her eyes off his face as though searching for approval.

Gideon answered by resting a hand on her head, his fingers slipping into her hair as he gently guided her deeper.

The head of his cock pressed against the back of her throat.

He hissed quietly as she forced herself to relax around him, the muscles of her throat tightening instinctively around his shaft.

The warmth and tightness made him tilt his head back for a moment.

Tears gradually welled in Summer’s eyes as she struggled not to gag, stubbornly trying to take him deeper despite the difficulty.

"Come on, Summer," Gideon said, gently stroking her hair. "Try to move. I know you can do better than this."

Summer didn’t nod, but she obeyed.

She began moving her head slowly, back and forth, as though savoring his cock or perhaps simply getting used to it again after three months without touching him.

Even skills became dull when left unused for too long.

Either way, it felt good.

Her tongue followed every movement, dragging along his shaft and coating it with even more saliva. Before long, it began dripping from the corner of her lips and down her chin.

"Yeah... that’s it," Gideon groaned. "Faster if you can."

Summer’s green eyes sharpened as she looked up at him. Gideon didn’t mind the defiance in them. The sight of her lips stretched around his thick cock was enough to make it throb harder.

She picked up the pace. Her mouth slid almost to the tip before taking him back in again, her tongue skillfully circling the head each time she came back down.

Wet sounds echoed through the room with every movement, growing louder as saliva coated both her lips and his shaft.

Gideon’s hand buried itself in her blonde hair, now damp with sweat despite the cold winter outside.

He knew exactly why.

Her body had become unbearably hot with arousal. Sweat mixed with the lotion covering her skin, making her body glisten beneath the warm light every time she moved.

Her full breasts bounced gently with each motion.

Unable to resist, Gideon reached out with his free hand and cupped one of them. His thumb rolled over her hardened nipple before giving it a slow twist.

A muffled moan vibrated through her throat. The sensation traveled straight through his cock.

"Fuck..."

His breathing grew heavier. His hips instinctively pushed forward, meeting the rhythm of her mouth.

His grip tightened slightly in her hair as he began guiding her pace, each thrust making his cock disappear deeper into her throat.

Summer’s eyes widened. She grabbed both of his thighs to steady herself as tears gradually welled in her eyes. Her throat fluttered around him every time she fought back another gag, stubbornly refusing to pull away.

"Hah... this mouth is still just as good as the last time I used it." Gideon’s voice had become rough with pleasure. "I’m close, Summer... swallow all of it."

With one final thrust and a firm hand against the back of her head, he came with a low growl, releasing deep into her throat.

Summer had no choice but to swallow.

Gideon remained there for several moments, allowing the last waves of pleasure to pass before slowly pulling back. Even then, a small trail escaped from the corner of her lips and ran down her chin, more than she had been able to keep inside.

Only after his penis had softened halfway did he gently lift her chin with two fingers.

"Open your mouth."

Summer obediently parted her lips. Her tongue was still coated with the last traces of white while her breathing came in short, uneven gasps.

Gideon examined her for a moment before giving a satisfied nod.

"Good."

She swallowed what remained.

"Now you’ll remember the taste of my cock again."

Summer took another shaky breath before looking up at him.

"...I wanted it somewhere else." Her voice was barely a whisper, still hoarse from moments before. "In my pussy."

Gideon smiled faintly.

"Hm. Let’s see your cunt first."

Summer nodded without protesting. She let herself fall backward onto the mattress with a soft thud before drawing up her knees and slowly spreading them apart for him.

Despite everything they had just done, embarrassment still crept onto her face, making her turn her head away to hide the blush burning across her cheeks.

Gideon couldn’t help smiling. He found it adorable.

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