Chapter 16
“Ah, Luci—”
She tried to call his name, but her mouth was sealed. Something warm pushed deep inside like his fingers and moved freely. Wrapping her arms around his neck, Elaria opened her mouth wider.
He wrapped one arm tightly around her slender waist. Their upper bodies pressed together without a gap. In that state, he lifted her lightly. Sitting on his thigh, Elaria clung even tighter to his neck.
His hands moved busily across her back. After loosening the ties of her dress, he slipped his hand inside the moment a gap opened. His fingers lightly traced over her back, made smoother by oil.
As he did, the back of the dress opened wide. Gripping her fully exposed back firmly with both hands, he bit down on the lips he had been pressing against.
“Elaria.”
With their lips still touching, he called her name softly. Peck, their lips met lightly and parted, and he called her name again. It made her chest feel strangely ticklish. As if helping him pull off her clothes, Elaria slipped her arms free.
Her upper body was exposed, and she felt embarrassed, but since he had already seen her the night before, she tried to act as if it did not bother her and turned her gaze aside. While she fidgeted and flushed red, he did not take his eyes off her.
As if seeing her naked body for the first time, he examined her pale skin in front of him with slow, persistent attention. Then his brow furrowed slightly. There were red marks along the upper part of her chest and the back of her neck.
He scratched lightly at those spots with his fingertips, as if they might disappear if he rubbed them. But the friction only made them redden further.
“Tsk.”
At the obvious click of his tongue, Elaria flinched and turned her head back toward him.
“…What’s wrong?”
“Nothing. I just wondered when it will be.”
“When what?”
“Who knows.”
At his vague answer, no different from yesterday, her expression stiffened. Watching her closely from up close, he lifted one corner of his lips and reached out to cup her face.
“You really are so dense.”
She had often been told she was slow by her parents and her sister, but when she was with him, all her attention was always on him. It felt unfair to hear that from him of all people.
“…I may be like that, but not when it comes to you.”
“Really?”
“Yes.”
“Are you sure?”
“……”
As he pressed the question, her lips slowly closed. The thought suddenly occurred to her that she might not meet his standards. He gave a short laugh and grabbed her b****t.
“Ah.”
“You’re so soft, Elaria.”
Murmuring his impression, he squeezed the soft flesh firmly, then lowered his head and sucked at the places where the red marks remained.
“Ah!”
The suction was strong enough that a sound escaped her without thinking. She wrapped her arms around his head moving beneath her chin. A sharp, tingling ache bloomed where he sucked, while a strange warmth stirred below. Unable to sort out the sensations clearly, she could only hold onto his head.
“Haa, Elaria.”
Only after he had drawn over all the marks remaining on her body did he lift his head. His lips, slick with saliva, looked especially red. Lightly gripping her waist, he lifted her and finished removing her dress.
Being naked in the sunlit sitting room while sitting on his thigh felt extremely embarrassing. Heat quickly spread through her entire body.
“What was pale has turned pink. You look delicious.”
Looking at her steadily from the front, he murmured quietly. Then his fingertips traced along her body, slowly outlining her, before he spoke again.
“I want to have a first too.”
Before she could ask what he meant, he lifted her by the waist again. This time, he did not set her back on his thigh, but on the floor. Lowered beneath him while wearing only her undergarments, she had no choice but to look up.
“Uh… why…?”
Before she could properly form the questions, why he had put her on the floor, what first he meant, he opened his trousers. What sprang free was his manhood. She had seen it the night before, but in the sunlight it looked even more overwhelming.
“Lu…”
Before she could call his name, his finger slid into her mouth. With the corner of his lips still lifted, he moved the finger slowly back and forth.
“You haven’t done this before, have you?”
“What…”
Her words were unclear as she spoke around his finger. When it withdrew and she felt the heat of him touch her lips, her eyes widened. The spot where he touched felt so hot it was almost like being burned.
“Stick out your tongue, Elaria.”
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