Chapter 342
After the sound of the door closing, I carefully listened to the changes in the sound, but found that the sound of water in the bathroom did not stop, and there was no sound of Katniss inside. It seemed that there were only two possibilities: either Nathan entered the bathroom, but Katniss seemed to have a premonition that Nathan would come, so there was no surprise. Perhaps they were now engaged in foreplay.
The second possibility was that Nathan did not enter the bathroom, but returned to his own room. The sound of the closing door should have come from Nathan's guest room.
Which situation was it? Did Nathan return to his own bedroom? If my guess was true, Katniss's hints had been quite obvious. Could Nathan bear it? I listened carefully to the sounds in the bathroom; perhaps blocked by the door, or maybe by the running water, I did not hear any unusual noises. Could it be that their foreplay had not yet ended? It was already very difficult for me to stay awake at that moment; I had no concept of time at all and didn't even know how much time had passed. Finally, the sound of water in the bathroom ceased, and everything fell silent.
At this moment, I tried my utmost to listen, but I still heard nothing.
Just as I was waiting, I heard a faint sound of the door opening, followed by footsteps slowly approaching the door of my bedroom.
With a soft sound, I heard the door open, and someone walked in, needless to say, it must be Katniss.
Because I felt a hint of moisture and the scent of shower gel, Katniss sat on the edge of the bed after entering the room, because I could clearly feel the movement of the mattress.
I heard a slight sound, probably Katniss drying her hair.
Feeling all this, I couldn't help but feel relieved. It seemed that I had been overthinking just now. Nathan had not entered the bathroom but had gone to sleep next door. But what would happen next? I was trying hard to move, even if it was just to make a sound, to let Katniss know that I was not asleep yet, so she wouldn't be "unrestrained." However, after trying for a long time, I found that I couldn't make a sound at all.
After a while, it seemed like Katniss had finished wiping herself, and then I felt the movement of the mattress, Katniss got into bed, and then I felt a warmth on my right shoulder, Katniss snuggled up to me as before.
Feeling all this, all my worries were put aside in my heart. Katniss obediently returned to bed, not as I had suspected. Perhaps this was a reason in my heart to forgive Katniss for her indulgence.
With Katniss's "return", I let go of my obsession and prepared to sleep peacefully. The exhaustion from drinking had tormented me for a long time.
"Honey, I don't know if you are asleep. Seeing you like this now, you are really drunk. I may be able to guess the reason why you drank so much tonight." Just as I was about to go to sleep, I suddenly heard Katniss's voice in my ear, and I could even feel the warmth of her breath.
What did Katniss mean by saying this? Perhaps because I had drunk too much, my head couldn't quite comprehend it for a while.
"I'll just assume you're not asleep." Just as I was trying to think hard, I heard Katniss sigh, and then she said something strange.
After Katniss said this, I felt the movement of the mattress again, and the warmth on my shoulder disappeared. Katniss had gotten up, and then I could clearly feel her moving around my body, because as she moved around me, I could feel her hair brushing against my face.
Then, I heard the sound of Katniss wearing slippers.
I, who was ready to fall asleep, suddenly woke up again. Why did Katniss get out of bed and what was she doing? Soon her footsteps could be heard, and they continued all the way to the door, but there was no sound of the door opening. I didn't know what Katniss was doing, but unfortunately, I couldn't see any of it, and it felt like a fire was burning in my heart.
After about half a minute, the sound of the door opening rang out, followed by a pause, then I heard a sigh, and then the sound of footsteps, although soft, but without any concealment, the footsteps gradually moved away, but I could still hear them clearly.
The footsteps finally stopped, but I didn't know where they stopped. The bathroom door was next to Nathan's guest room, then I heard the sound of the door opening and closing, and everything fell silent again.
Where did Katniss go? To the bathroom or Nathan's bedroom? At this moment, I suddenly remembered a detail: when Katniss left the room, I only heard the sound of the door opening, not closing. Was it intentional or unintentional that Katniss didn't close the door? Just then, I heard the faint sound of people talking, a man and a woman. And the voices were so familiar, hearing the voices of these two people, my heart sank because it was Nathan and Katniss talking, Katniss eventually went to Nathan's bedroom, and did not close the door.
The voices of the two were very faint, although I could hear the voices, I couldn't make out what they were saying at all.
After about a minute or two of conversation, it fell silent again.
Very quiet, I could hear the occasional car horn outside.
I lay quietly on the bed at this moment. Unable to move, I couldn't even open my eyes, feeling anxious, involuntarily imagining what was happening over there. Were the two of them engaging in foreplay or had they already begun their incestuous affair without a word?
As I was imagining this, a moan suddenly came from over there. But this moan was unexpectedly from a man, Nathan, not Katniss? Could it be that Nathan was pushed down by Katniss in a dominant position? At this moment, under the influence of alcohol, I felt like my heart was burning, it hurt so much, imagining Katniss's kindness to me these days, making me think it was all a dream, but at this moment, I had to face reality again. Katniss going to Nathan's room late at night was definitely not just for chatting, and Nathan's moan seemed to be just the beginning.
Nathan's moan was soft, seeming a bit unexpected, as if it was accidentally let out. After that moan, everything fell silent again, with some faint sounds, but I couldn't distinguish what those sounds were, definitely not sounds of intercourse.
I had to "thank" Katniss, if she hadn't left the door "unintentionally" open, I might not have heard the sound just now at all.
After a few minutes, I heard another sound, but this time it was Katniss's, not Nathan's, and Katniss's moan had no restraint, but rather sounded like she had let go.
Katniss's voice came faintly, continuous, but without the sounds of the mattress moving and the impact of bodies, it seemed that the two of them were engaging in foreplay at this moment.
Katniss's voice was not restrained, nor deliberately raised in volume, just a normal moan, as if she wasn't afraid I would hear it, perhaps they really thought I was asleep.
Time passed by minute by minute, I didn't know how long had passed.
A long moan came, the volume of the moan increased significantly, followed by sounds that confirmed my guess.
The sounds of bodies colliding, and the movement of the mattress began, the intercourse between the two of them officially started. Nathan's penis had already penetrated Katniss's vagina, and their ethical identities were now engaged in what normal couples do.
My heart felt like it had turned to ashes, I couldn't feel the pain anymore because my heart was no longer there.
I felt the corners of my eyes moisten. I was crying but I couldn't cry.
Should I thank God at this moment, for allowing me to be unable to move, unable to speak, but able to shed tears, perhaps this was the only way God had left for me to vent my emotions.
Tears flowed from the corners of my eyes, down my ears, and slowly accumulated, flowing down my earlobes onto the mattress, wetting my pillow, while the sounds of lovemaking could still be faintly heard, and I didn't know how long I had been crying.
After some time, the sounds of intercourse suddenly stopped. Then I heard the sound of kissing and talking again, I didn't know what they were saying now, had the two of them finished? It was impossible, although I couldn't accurately grasp the time now, Nathan's sexual performance would definitely not be so short-lived.
Soon I heard the sound of a door opening, it was Nathan's bedroom door, then someone came out of the room, not just one person, but two.
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