Chapter 32 🔞
The flushed, damp entrance, the slick walls clinging to his fingers, the arousal spilling freely from her body, and the woman beneath him trembling and gasping. It was all overwhelmingly provocative.
“Ah… ngh… i-it feels strange… Your Grace, stop… ah… ah!”
A muffled cry escaped her lips. Her hips lifted instinctively, her body tightening around his fingers as though trying to draw in something far larger. The sight alone was enough to fill his mind with the crude urge to bury himself inside the wanton woman whose every thought seemed consumed by desire.
“Hmm, please… ah!”
A clear trail of moisture ran down his fingers and dripped onto the back of his hand.
Each time his fingers moved through her slick interior, more of her arousal welled up around them, splattering against his hand. Feeling his own reason beginning to slip, Dominic muttered in disbelief.
“Please, what? You want me to put it inside you?”
“Ah! N-no… I… even now, if you’d just st—”
Unlike her body’s eager response, the words leaving her lips were an obvious lie.
If her intention had been to drive him to the edge, she had succeeded.
“Hah… ah… ngh… ahh!”
Stimulated from both inside and out, Irene’s legs stiffened. Watching the woman panting beneath him, Dominic became acutely aware of the hard ache throbbing between his own legs.
The only thought left in his mind was the overwhelming urge to thrust into the tight slit between her thighs.
“Ah! Stop… I’m sorry… ngh… ah!”
As Irene gasped helplessly, lost in the mounting pleasure, Dominic’s patience finally snapped.
He hastily undid the front of his trousers, and his thick erxction, already glistening with pre-cxm, sprang free.
“Ah…”
The moment Irene saw the imposing length she had known only from her dream now before her in reality, her breathing stopped. This… this can’t be happening.
Overcome by instinctive fear, she braced herself against the warmth of the table with her elbows and instinctively tried to retreat. Just then—
“I told you to stay still.”
The man clamped a firm hand around her ankle and yanked her toward him. She slid helplessly across the tabletop, and the thick head of his arousal pressed against her slick entrance.
Having long since lost his reason, the only thing Dominic could see was the woman before him.
“I told you. I’d satisfy that perverted desire of yours.”
“N-no… that’s not… ah!”
With a single merciless thrust, he parted her from the inside. Irene’s eyes flew wide.
As a cry that was almost a scream escaped her, he continued,
“In that filthy dream of yours, remember exactly how I took you.”
Her narrow passage stretched painfully around him, struggling to accommodate his size. When he finally buried himself to the hilt, the crushing fullness stole her breath before she could even cry out.
“Ah… ngh… it hurts… mm…”
As if trying to escape reality itself, Irene squeezed her eyes shut. Tears welled up instinctively and spilled down her cheeks.
“Hah…”
Dominic, meanwhile, exhaled a heated breath through parted lips as her body gripped him tightly. The slick warmth surrounding him, the way her body clung to him with every inch, was more intoxicating than anything he had ever experienced.
His disciplined mind was now ruled by nothing but raw, animal instinct. Nothing remained except the overpowering urge to keep driving deeper, to claim every inch of the woman beneath him.
Overcome by that instinct, Dominic withdrew almost completely before thrusting back in with relentless force.
Thump! The heavy antique table shuddered beneath the impact of his rough movements.
“I asked,” he said through ragged breaths, “how I fxcked you in that dream… didn’t I, Miss Governess?”
“Ah… ah! Ngh…!”
Overwhelmed by the man’s relentless pace, Irene’s mind dissolved into a haze. Acting on pure instinct, she wrapped her arms around Dominic’s broad shoulders and clung to him.
The wet, intimate sounds of their bodies meeting echoed shamelessly throughout the study.
“Why won’t you answer?” he panted. “…Is this enough? Is this really enough to satisfy that perverted appetite of yours?”
Each time he struck the most sensitive place deep inside her, a dizzying wave of sensation burst through her body, leaving Irene incapable of forming a reply.
Before she realized it, her body had begun moving with his. More… Just a little more… Chasing nothing but the overwhelming instinct for pleasure.
“Ah! Mm… a little… more… ah…!”
His deep thrusts drew more slick warmth from her body, moisture trailing down the insides of her thighs.
Lost in the animal intensity of it all, Irene completely forgot the tragic endings she’d read about in all those sensational novels, her hips moving instinctively in response to him.
Then a sensation unlike anything from her dreams crashed over her with terrifying force.
Danger.
She didn’t recognize it rationally, but her body knew it instinctively. Between broken moans, she pleaded.
“Ah… w-wait… no… it feels… too strange… ah… stop… I don’t… ah!”
“Hah… don’t tighten around me… relax… damn it… you perverse woman.”
Her heated body clung tightly around him, sending an overwhelming jolt up his spine. His vision blurred. Gripping her hips firmly, Dominic drove into her with rough, desperate movements.
Fxck!
The pleasure mounted until it finally broke over them. The moment it reached its peak, his vision flashed and went dark.
“Ah… ah…”
His breath caught. The overwhelming sensation left him frozen, his chest rising and falling heavily as disbelief overtook him.
What the hell… did I just do?
The woman lying beneath him, her face dazed and flushed with pleasure, looked so completely, maddeningly satisfied that his vision seemed to darken around the edges.
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