Chapter 90
Near the widely spread pink areola, a red flush began to arise.
Every time Floría drew a shallow breath, her chest trembled.
Slightly, he grabbed her b****t. Flesh spilled out between his thick fingers.
“Ahh!”
Even though it was only a momentary touch, even though the man gently squeezed her b****t as he usually did, it hurt so much her body shook.
Milk splattered here and there with each pulse, and it dripped down his normally composed face.
“Ha, haa.”
Floría stared blankly at the white liquid dripping to the floor, while Aidan gazed at her.
“Does it hurt?”
Yes, it hurts. A sharp pain coursed, lingering in her milk.
But beyond that pain there was relief.
She felt much more comfortable than when she squeezed it herself.
“Mm-yes, it’s, it’s okay… I think it even feels a little better.”
Indeed, the right b****t that he held was somewhat smaller than the left.
The imprint of his hand remained on the b****t, but the redness had noticeably diminished.
When she spoke in halting words, Aidan smiled softly.
“Then I’ll do more.”
“No, really, I’m better now—”
Before she could finish, Aidan began fondling her b****t again.
Stretching, stretching, stretching—white fluid poured out without end.
She could not resist; he kneaded her b****t.
His massage continued into the deep night.
After changing into a comfortable night gown, he set about removing her clothes properly.
Floría, with not a thread left on, exposed her body to Aidan’s gaze after so long.
Floría swallowed dryly, standing before her husband.
Hundreds of times she had pressed close to him, but each time it was as if for the first—her heart nervously trembling.
The beast-like look in his eyes was always sharp.
Aidan, having stripped her bare, traced lightly over her body.
But slowly, from the edge of the b****t inward, milk streamed in rivulets.
How must he see me now? If she averted her eyes slightly, at the corner of the room—
His firm, long fingers were all stained with white liquid.
Embarrassing, yet the act made her feel strangely good; Floría bit her lip.
“Ha.”
Aidan was the first to emit a moan.
Even just by kneading her b****t, normally so stoic, his neck flushed red.
“Like this.”
He broke off the words in staccato, speaking clearly.
“If I’d known you were suffering, I would have come sooner.”
“I-I’m, I’m okay.”
“You’re not okay. I—”
He lifted a finger, watching the dripping liquid quietly.
He stretched out his tongue and tasted the fluid.
“Don’t taste it!”
Just the fact that he was expressing her milk with his hands was shameful enough; but to then taste her b****t milk so openly made Floría’s heat rise from head to toe.
“It’s sweet,” he said.
“…And a bit metallic.”
“Aidan!”
“It’s good though, isn’t it?”
Ah.
If one could die from shame, she thought, she might die now.
Why had she touched her b****t earlier in the bedroom?
Because the man, away for a month, had returned this very day, at that very hour, she had done so—without knowing.
It was reckless beyond measure.
Even as Floría chastised herself, it was already too late.
He was not stopping at only tasting her milk.
Tilting his head, he stared at her b****t for a moment.
Though much reduced compared to before he touched it, there was still redness lingering near her n****e.
“Would it taste the same if you sucked it yourself?”
No.
Floría’s lips parted.
“No.”
Up until just now, merely his fingers touching and kneading her had induced sensations indescribable.
If he were to bite the b****t that was still leaking milk—
But Floría’s imagination could go no further.
He parted his lips and took her n****e into his mouth.
“Ahh!”
Something hot and wet swallowed her b****t in a single gesture.
It was different from a baby’s suckling.
Rough and strong, the man sucked her b****t.
The sensation was strange. At first it hurt.
So much that tears seemed about to brim at the corners of her eyes.
But beyond that, another sensation lay in wait.
Trying to escape from that feeling, Floría gasped and attempted to pull back, but Aidan’s thick, martial-trained arms would never let her go.
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