Abandoned Maid of the Grand Duke - Chapter 41
Despite her vehement protests, he gently coaxed her, rubbing the tip against her entrance. Soon, his precum mixed with her own fluids, creating sticky strings that clung to his s***t as he pressed against her c******s. The gentle stimulation made her hidden folds start to come out in response.
He laid her down sideways, sticking close behind her, and started grinding into her closed thighs. As if that wasn’t enough, he nibbled her earlobe and, like soothing a child, placed his length into her hand.
“Hold it, come on.”
Just holding it, she could feel how hot and hard it was, even down to the veins.
Her loosened brxxsts were being roughly kneaded in his hand as she shook her head. Every place his rough touch grazed felt a sharp pleasure. As the intense sensations surged repeatedly, she swallowed back her sobs while he whispered to her, moving his hips. He urged her to moan, saying no one would hear over the sound of the water.
“Ah, ah, ahh!”
As he said, her sounds were drowned out by the sound of the waterwheel. But still, anyone listening closely would know they were making love, the moans blending with the cold, mechanical noises of the mill. If he had intended this, it was the perfect place.
While she was lost in the sensations, he pressed down on her brxxsts with his arm, binding her. He then moved faster below, his stiff cxxx rubbing against her wet folds. The slick sounds of their bodies meeting and separating were amplified by the sweat and her juices.
Her head spun. Was it the sound of water or their flesh colliding? The wet, slapping sounds of his lower body against her b******s made her entrance twitch and widen, as if to take more of him.
“Stick out your tongue.”
“Ah, ah, ah!”
Without fully inserting himself, he ravaged her entrance with his hot tip and rigid s***t, while one hand wandered down to her soaked slit. He found her clxt and rubbed it quickly with his fingers.
In an instant, the rising pressure made her convulse.
“Ernst, stop! I…”
She tried to say stop, to please let her go.
“Shh, it’s okay.”
As her vision blurred and flickered, a rush of fluid poured out from her. It wasn’t sweat, but the heated liquid from inside her body.
A stream flowed down, soaking his g***n. She shut her eyes tightly and buried her face in his chest, while he continued to grind his hips, rubbing her clxt with his cxxk, making her cry out in pleasure.
It was humiliating enough to wet herself at the mill where villagers came and went, but to be spread out like this? What if someone outside heard them?
Seeing her biting her lips to hold back her tears, Ernst sighed, brushing her wet hair back and licking his lips.
“Haa, damn.”
This is crazy. A pregnant woman shouldn’t be like this.
Her belly was full, brxxsts bared with milk trickling down, hair a mess like she’d been ravished by a stranger. Her skirt was pushed up to her waist, exposing her soaked lower body.
“What should we do now, Julie?”
He knew they shouldn’t go any further. What should he do with this woman?
“If you want me to stop, I’ll stop.”
This was his limit. He had intended to bring her pleasure and then finish himself with his hand. That had been the plan all along. The village hunters had suggested that women enjoyed unusual places, so he had brought her here with only that intention.
“Julie…?”
It was at that moment that Julie, who had been lying down and panting, struggled to lift her upper body.
As he reached out to gently lay her back down, she pushed him away and grabbed his still throbbing, irritated member with both hands. Then she took it into her mouth.
“Ugh, you…!”
She extended her tongue, licking from the base where it met his hair, up the s***t, and finally took the head into her mouth. Her small mouth could not encompass it all at once, and her cheeks bulged as she sucked with a determined effort.
He, too, had been brought to the brink of release from their rubbing. The sensation of cxm rising from deep within made Ernst furrow his brow as he hastily tried to push Julie’s head away.
“Please, put it in.”
With her lips wrapped around the tip, Julie whispered as she released his member. Spreading her legs wide, she raised her hands, exposing her wet, yearning entrance.
“Just halfway, not all the way.”
“……”
“It hurts if you put it all in.”
Was that a plea or a resistance?
Her daring request to be penetrated but not completely filled made Ernst mutter a curse under his breath.
“You’re driving me crazy here.”
“Hngh!”
“You won’t be able to take even half like this.”
Her entrance was slick with moisture. As he teased the thick head of his member against her wetness, the musky, e****c scent filling the air, Julie moaned and tightened around him just as he was about to push in.
Slowly, he pressed the tip into her, careful not to go too deep.
The sensation of his girth stretching her made her let out a mix of pleasure and strain.
From that moment, it became an intimate exchange. As he leaned down to capture her lips, she extended her tongue into his mouth. They shared their mingled saliva, swallowing it sweetly. Her body shuddered under his deliberate, slow movements.
The gentleness did not diminish the pleasure. The languid pace was heavy with intensity, and the shallow depth brought a deep, tingling satisfaction.
