Chapter 34
As she said that, Ephinia began pulling the hem of her maid blouse up over her skirt. Kasselard felt his throat tighten as if his breath were catching in the heat.
“Y-You’re really going to do it?”
“You said I’m not allowed to touch Your Highness down there. Go ahead.”
Gulp. He swallowed dryly. Even just sitting side by side with their shoulders touching was already stirring him enough, and if he touched her chest on top of that…
‘It’s fine, isn’t it! I’ve held back a lot too. I’m still fully dressed right now…’
“You, turn around.”
“Why?”
“You said you don’t want to kiss me. If we face each other while I touch you, I might end up licking your lips again.”
Even though the sofa was wide, it must have been uncomfortable to sit with her back turned. Still, when Ephinia turned around, Kasselard grabbed her waist and lifted her up.
“Ah?”
Ephinia froze when she ended up sitting on his firm thigh. She glanced back at him.
“Um, Your Highness. Y-Your thing is touching me.”
“Ignore it. We’re guiding now.”
‘If someone heard that, they’d think Your Highness was the Guide, not me.’
Ephinia shot him a glare, then turned her head forward again. Leaning back against Kasselard as his arm came around her waist, she said,
“I’m wearing a corset, so I have to loosen it. Please wait a moment.”
“What? Hey, wait—”
He wondered why she was only saying that now, but Ephinia was already unfastening the buttons of her blouse. Because of their height difference, her chest was clearly exposed from this position, but Ephinia didn’t seem to notice.
‘Or is she doing this even though she knows?’
That thought alone excited him, and Kasselard could only swallow. Meanwhile, Ephinia slipped her hand inside her blouse and began loosening the laces of her corset. Kasselard, who had secretly been hoping to see her chest, felt disappointed.
“…Can I take that off completely?”
“Which one?”
“The corset.”
He swallowed the rest of the words, ‘Because it’s in the way of me touching you,’ and asked this instead. Ephinia nodded.
“Go ahead.”
Letting out a breath, Kasselard slipped his hand inside Ephinia’s blouse. Starting at her waist, his fingers moved upward along the corset he could feel, and he realized that only the tightening laces had been loosened. Hooking his fingers into them, he untied the remaining laces first.
Then he pulled the corset downward and out, and a glimpse of Ephinia’s pale waist appeared. He placed the corset on the sofa table and reached for her smooth waist.
At the sensation of his hot palm sliding over her skin, she seemed to flinch slightly, but he didn’t care. If anything, remembering everything he had endured until now left him strangely excited.
Has she started guiding?
He could faintly tell that it was more effective than when she had touched his chest with her small, soft hands. The bracelet was near his wrist, and since it was covered by her blouse, he wouldn’t be able to see their progress until they were finished.
‘This is what I wanted to touch.’
As his hand slid upward over her skin to reach what he had been coveting, he felt the slender body trapped in his arms tense.
I want her. I want this woman…
Letting out a breath at the rising desire, Kasselard pulled her closer into his arms. The body that had been sitting loosely on his thigh pressed against his chest, and he lowered his head to bury his face at the back of Ephinia’s neck.
At the same time, his firm fingers closed around the soft flesh. His whole hand grasped it fully, squeezing as if to claim it, his palm wrapping around it while his fingers moved as though savoring the sensation.
“Mm…”
It felt strange. It wasn’t as if she had felt nothing when she touched Kasselard’s chest or his manhood. But that had only been touching someone else’s body. She herself hadn’t been the one being touched, so the stimulation had been limited.
“Ah.”
His fingers brushed around the areola and then flicked the hardened n****e, sending a sharp sensation through her, and she stiffened in surprise. As her shoulders shrank, Kasselard whispered,
“Here. It might hurt if I just touch it. Let me lick it instead. Let me.”
“……”
“Okay?”
His soft hair brushed against her cheek as he murmured coaxingly and rubbed his face against the back of her neck. The way he looked almost like he was pleading made Ephinia nod for now. She didn’t want it to hurt.
“A… Alright.”
“Good.”
He had been the one who pulled her onto his thigh first, but now that she had to turn around to face him again, she suddenly felt embarrassed.
The fingers that had been kneading the soft flesh slipped out from beneath the hem of her blouse, and before Ephinia could turn her body, Kasselard lifted her up and moved her.
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