Free Web NovelChapter 63: Use the Bed [M]
A gasp, which was drawn out long, came out of Luellen. She bent down a bit, as if shielding her poor body. "Isn’t this... something we should do on a honeymoon instead? I don’t think we should be doing this now..."
"I know the people who would force their way into our wedding." Leander chuckled and licked the length of her neck. "It won’t be as peaceful as you like. Planning the honeymoon will be a nightmare, too. With the merger falling apart and the bidding taking precedence over everything, when will our wedding be?"
"I guess..." Luellen mewled, especially when Leander’s hand slid down her inner thigh and up to push her sweater dress’s skirt higher. Her thighs closed tightly, his fingers sliding in and out along her leggings’ crotch.
Luellen felt like she regretted saying something. Didn’t she tell Leander that she liked the way he made her feel the last time? What if he still remembered it?
She would back away to create space for herself between him and the vanity. However, her butt pressed against his thighs. She could even feel something hard getting squeezed between them. A strong blush painted her face red.
Leander then leaned down. "Luellen... the white dress was quite easy to remove. Will you get angry if I tear your leggings?"
"Tear?" Luellen asked breathlessly. She looked down at herself, seeing how his hand rubbed between her thighs, her dress’s skirt lifted to her navel. The black leggings looked shiny from the light bouncing on the vanity’s smooth surface. Her knees quivered from her own weight, more when her body couldn’t decide whether to fold in or spread out.
"Can he...?" Luellen whispered again. That pair of leggings was brought from the System Shop. Could someone destroy it? It was even the warmer type, which had a deceiving denier. It only looked thin, but the fabric was actually thick and durable.
"Is that a challenge?" Leander chuckled, making Luellen shrink a little. He brought his other hand down and pulled on the middle seams.
Rip! The thick, warmer leggings separated in one forceful tug.
Luellen’s eyes widened. Her 300-Yellow-Heart, B+ leggings wasted in one second! She would have grieved about it... if the System didn’t give her infuriating prompts. freeweɓnovel.cѳm
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"I don’t know if I love this or not..." Luellen hissed under her distressed laugh. She lowered her head, hiding a helpless smile. Even the System knew she would get in these kinds of situations.
"Should I stop...?" Leander whispered into her ear. His fingers continued to rub Luellen’s sensitive area, his thumb pressing against a hardening nub between the lips.
Luellen only mewled louder, bracing her weakening body with her arms on the vanity. From the mirror, she could see how much she had soaked her lavender underwear. Her hips would even buck lightly, but she had no room to move.
Then, Leander pushed her panties to the side. The wet film covered her skin, but his fingers ignored it. He traced circles on her core, making her moan again.
Her entire body shook and shuddered from the sensation. Luellen pulled her head back, huffing at the physical teasing. Her hands clawed on the vanity, only for her to mewl again. More liquid dripped from her core to his fingers and her thighs. If she found some drops on the floor, she would be more embarrassed.
"Are you ready...?" Leander’s voice was deep, his breath warm on her neck. His hand stopped rubbing Luellen, only for him to pull up his towel. A rock-hard erection slipped between her thighs and lined itself against her crotch.
"Wow..." Luellen could see things from their reflection in the mirror. Her shock didn’t run out even when Leander started rubbing his hard against her.
A small smile curled her lips. Luellen felt drunk from all the pleasure making rounds all over her body. Her thighs tightened around Leander, and the man only moved harder and faster. Her own fluids coated him almost thoroughly, even letting his action make lewd, squelching noises.
Luellen began moaning in the rhythm of his movements. His length’s head hit her most sensitive spot almost again and again. Even the lips hugged him, as if wanting to divert his direction.
Leander then held her against him tightly, fucking her thighs a lot harder than earlier. Luellen’s noises grew louder as she closed around him.
Before long, he stopped moving, spraying thick fluids on the vanity’s surface.
"Do you want to rest? I’m not done yet..." Leander licked Luellen’s neck up to her jaw. He also gathered her dress in one hand. "Let me take this off of you."
"We should probably use the bed..." Luellen squirmed, allowing him to pull her sweater dress off her body. Left in her bra, wrecked leggings, and soiled panties, Luellen quietly stared at her reflection. She could only play with the drops left on the vanity, which fortunately didn’t reach the important items on it.
Leander slowly pulled her away from the vanity. He maneuvered her to the bed, letting her back fall into it. Instead of climbing her directly, he kneeled on the floor and lifted her knees. Her sensitive spot was still wet and vulnerable, and it was stupid not to help himself with it.
Luellen moaned again as Leander latched onto her crotch again. Her hands raked and clutched his damp hair. She would have held him away from her area, but his tongue fully licked her. Each movement muddled her mind some more.
Her body squirmed and trembled. Luellen almost screamed when her body rocked from a peak of pleasure. Leander didn’t move his face away or close his mouth. His tongue stopped when she sprayed at him, only to continue ’cleaning’ her.
"Is it... really... this good?" Luellen huffed as she felt weak. She then looked down at Leander, who finally wiped his mouth and chin with the back of his hand. "I’m so sorry..."
"Don’t apologize..." Leander chuckled, propping himself higher. He roughly stroked his hard and used it to draw circles around Luellen’s opening. "I think you’re wet enough. Let me know if it hurts you..."
Luellen nodded and felt the slow penetration. She closed her eyes from the pain; her body would even tremble. However, feeling this kind of love was so new. If she could drink all of it, she would even drown in the feeling. When Leander mounted her and hooked her legs over his elbows, she could only grip his shoulders.
His movements started slow, making Luellen moan softly. Her red face kept her eyes closed from the heat. However, she could still feel how careful he was.
She fought through the embarrassment. "Leander... aren’t you...?"
Thrust!
