We’re Married, After All - Chapter 109

The conclusion came quickly. I was glad I had worn a dress that wasn’t too wide.

I gathered the hem of the skirt beneath my hips in my hand. Then, timing it with the horse’s lift of my body, I raised the fabric. The skirt fluttered wildly, spilling over Danel’s thighs.

Danel let out a sharp breath.

At the same time, something hot sprang against my backside. With that single layer of cloth gone from between my b******s and his lower body, the dampness that had been soaking through the front of his trousers smeared against me.

“…Laurea.”

Danel whispered in a voice like a groan. He must have instantly understood what I intended.

I exhaled softly. Honestly, I felt embarrassed—my face burned hot.

And yet, I didn’t want to resist this pleasure.

I reached my hand back. It wasn’t easy to loosen the trousers stretched tight over his swollen arousal, but somehow I managed.

Looking down at me, Danel pulled me tightly into his arms. In a voice choked with rising intensity, he murmured:

“This side of you… sometimes it made me want to die.”

His low, sunken voice brushed against my ear. Though his tone was no different from usual, the weight of it pierced deep into my chest.

It wasn’t difficult to understand what Danel meant. For years, he had watched me entangle my body with another man outdoors.

Every time I yielded to Petios’s temptations, it must have tormented Danel. But now, the one who reaped the benefit of my shallow patience was Danel Veloce—my husband.

Danel no longer tried to stop me. Even in this situation, he must have been certain that I would never fall from the horse. And stirred by the throbbing impulse of his arousal, he too could no longer hold back his desire.

Danel released the hand holding my waist. His left hand slipped beneath my skirt, pushing the fabric up. All the while, I pressed my body closer to his in time with the horse’s movements.

Danel hooked a finger under the edge of my undergarments. When he pushed them aside, the damp folds of my s*x were revealed.

“…….”

Danel swallowed hard. Just as he had been excited from rubbing his length against my backside, the fact that I too was wet from being aroused by him seemed to provoke him even more.

Pressing his lips against the crown of my head, he whispered:

“Raise your hips… just a little. I’ll help you.”

I placed both hands on the horse’s back. Supporting my weight with my arms, I leaned forward.

Carefully lifting my hips, I felt Danel position himself beneath me. He pressed his e******n against my entrance.

But insertion was not going well. Perhaps because my body kept shaking on the horse, the glans was only rolling over my mound.

In the end, I reached my hand back myself. Gripping the pillar, hot as if it would burn, I aligned it with my entrance.

“Mmm.”

A low groan came from behind me.

Danel’s left hand embraced my waist again. Holding my body firmly in place, he lowered my hips onto his member. Only then did we lock together perfectly.

“Ha……”

Danel let out a hot breath. His hand gripping the horse’s reins turned white.

With every movement of the horse, the shaft plunged deeper inside. The pleasure delivered by the penetration, with its combination of weight and momentum, was intense yet unfamiliar.

“Hhu, ha…aaa…”

My breathing grew increasingly uneven, and now mingled with moans.

The sensation of being naturally pushed upwards from within with the horse’s rhythm made it hard to breathe.

The smooth, naturally flowing continuity was completely different from anything I had felt before. It was unlike violent thrusting, and also unlike deliberate, slow movements. It was closer to surrendering my body and senses to be swept away on a large wave.

A panting breath and a moan escaped through my lips.
Then, Danel’s breath touched the nape of my neck again. Closer than before.

Danel gritted his teeth and muttered,
“Hah, it’s too tight…”

I reflexively squeezed my eyes shut. It was the kind of thing Danel would never normally say. Seeing him use such blatant words meant that even Danel was having a hard time bearing this pressure.

Finally, Danel loosened his hold on the reins. The horse began to walk a little slower. As if it was now somewhat bearable, Danel gently gripped my waist.

But for me, it wasn’t.
“Ah, ahh… Ah… Hahhk…”

As the slow, plodding steps continued, my body began to sway in a different direction. The up-and-down movement was still there, but now it started to rock back and forth as well.

That gentle motion rubbed intensely against my sensitive spot. A pleasure stronger than before continued, slow and persistent.

‘If this keeps up, I feel like I’m going to come soon…’

I raised my body, which had been completely buried in Danel’s embrace. Then, putting strength into my thighs, I straightened my back stiffly on the horse. At the very least, I wanted to escape from the head of his member, which was relentlessly grinding against my weak point.