Lady Felice’s Secret Class - Chapter 108

Wiping his mouth with the back of his hand, Claude warned Felice.

“If you run off again, I’ll make you do something even more embarrassing, Felice.”

Felice swallowed hard and nodded.

“Spread your legs.”

Following his command, she slowly opened her thighs. In embarrassment, she covered herself shyly with a hand. Her face, turned to the side, was red like a ripe apple, her eyes tightly shut.

“Looks like those hands aren’t busy enough, Felice. Then hold your legs yourself, all right?”

Her eyelids fluttered open at that command—her expression seemed almost indignant for a moment—but eventually she obeyed, gripping her own legs.

“You’ll keep holding them until you say, ‘Claude, please put it in.’ Until then, don’t let go.”

Claude didn’t give her time to protest. He lowered his head at once.

“Wai—ah!”

His tongue pressed firmly before sliding up between her parted folds.

“Hnn…”

Felice’s hips jolted upward as she moaned. Fearful of disobeying Claude’s command, she only clutched her thighs harder, until the pale skin reddened under her own grip.

Satisfied, Claude grasped her hips himself and lifted her slightly to push his tongue deeper.

“Ah—! Cl—haa!”

Felice startled, twisting as the sensation overwhelmed her. He licked slowly upward again, teasing her most sensitive point.

“Hnng—Claude!”

At that, Felice let out a moan

Claude devoured her eagerly, brows furrowing with effort. He wanted to take her slowly, to wait until she begged for him but his patience was quickly reaching its limit.

“Felice.”

Panting hard, he raised his head.

“C–Claude…”

Felice’s unfocused eyes trembled as he called her name.

His jaw tightened. He buried his face between her thighs again, fingers circling her most sensitive spot as his tongue lingered right at her entrance.

“Hh—nn… C–Claude… p-put… put it in… please…”

The moment she whispered it, Claude stopped.

He nearly failed his own command. He positioned himself at her slick entrance.

“Haa…”

Just pressing against her was enough to have him let out a shaky breath.

“Felice. Say it again.”

“I just said it…”

“Again.”

“Aah…”

Claude used the last thread of his patience to guide himself along her entrance and deliberately brushed it around.

“Hhnn… p-put it in… please… haa!”

The instant the words left her mouth, Claude thrust inside. Felice’s warm body clung to him and he frowned. Her insides closed around him so tightly he almost came on the spot.

“Haa… Felice…”

Claude moaned and gripped her thighs. Felice released her own hold, clutching the grass with a twisted expression.

Under the sunlight, her pale skin flushed a deep pink.

“Haa… you’re so beautiful.”

Claude moved inside her, taking in every part of her body with hungry eyes.

Her chest bounced with each movement, her n*****s stiff as if waiting for his mouth. Below her b*****s was a small beauty mark. Her belly bulged slightly each time he pushed in deep.

He took every part of Felice’s appearance.

“Hnng—ah!”

Her moan was sweet to the ear. Everything about her seemed to be his undoing.

It would be nice to keep her here forever. Pick flowers and take her there, read in the library and take her there, wake up with her in bed and take her again…

“F—Felice!”

In the end, Claude couldn’t hold back and released deep inside her.