My Favorite Smut Author Is My Husband! - Chapter 10
Her wide eyes and parted lips, staring up at the ceiling as if greeting a new world, still looked innocent. However, lowering one’s gaze slightly revealed the fruits of her b*****s, visible even through the thin chemise, and her soaked underwear, so drenched that the color had changed. This was the result of his doing.
“Hng…”
Ashulin’s eyes gleamed with a predatory light as he slid down her underwear. Just the sensation of the wet fabric peeling away from her skin made her shiver. Ashulin thought she was trembling from some unknown fear but didn’t stop.
Lily had her legs spread in front of him, fully exposing the ripe fruit hidden between them. It wasn’t just ripe—it was glistening and looked like juices were already flowing from it.
“Wife, I’ll make you even happier.”
“Haaah…”
“Despite your fear, there’s so much fluid.”
Her arousal was evident, with her nectar flowing from her s*x down to her b******s. To Ashulin, it seemed like the juice dripping from a heavenly fruit, and he couldn’t help but admire it. Meanwhile, Lily bit her lip, overwhelmed with shame despite the pleasure.
How could he say such things? Those words! Ashulin was indeed the husband she had imagined, one who would humiliate her only at night.
Unable to endure his intense gaze any longer, Lily clutched the pillow, causing Ashulin to snap out of his trance.
“Oh… I’m sorry, wife.”
Realizing too late that his words might have embarrassed her, he felt both apologetic and immensely satisfied. A wife who tightly squeezed her eyes shut and gripped the pillow until her fingertips turned white—it was a sight to behold.
If only her lower half weren’t so wet, she would have seemed truly innocent. Ashulin, feeling a hint of self-mockery for how lecherous he had become, kept his gaze fixed on Lily’s face as he carefully moved his hand.
“You’re wet, but… your entrance looks too small. I’ll loosen you up a bit more with my hand. Don’t be alarmed.”
“Hik!”
Despite his warning, Lily’s body jumped the moment his finger slipped into her entrance. The sensation was so unfamiliar to her.
While she had occasionally rubbed herself during self-pleasure, she had never inserted her fingers before—let alone two at once.
However, compared to her own slim, smooth fingers, Ashulin’s were thick and rough, with knobby joints that provided a completely different sensation.
“Hik… hick…”
Her wetness made it easy for his fingers to enter without friction or pain, but every time Ashulin’s fingertips pressed against her inner walls, or when he spread her open with more fingers, Lily couldn’t help but jolt in surprise.
“I’m sorry…”
“There’s no need to apologize, Wife. It’s my pleasure.”
At first, Ashulin had taken his time, pausing whenever Lily’s slender waist trembled, but once he had three fingers inside her, he no longer held back. His fingers moved faster, seemingly eager to see her react even more.
Her entrance, which had initially seemed so tight, was now yielding, gripping his fingers tightly, and each time she jolted in surprise, it would constrict again, moving seductively.
In short, he couldn’t hold back any longer.
“Wife, I’m going to insert my member now.”
“Already?”
“You’re wet enough, so it should be fine. Just relax and breathe slowly.”
The foreplay hadn’t been short—in fact, it had been rather long—but Lily, still busy processing all the new sensations, instinctively asked.
On the other hand, Ashulin, having lost track of time due to his immersion, briefly wondered if he was being too hasty. However, he felt that if he waited any longer, his member might burst from the blood rushing into it.
“Wife… haaa.”
“Haaah…”
If Lily had been a bolder person, she might have commented that he, too, was incredibly wet. His tip was slick and gleaming menacingly.
But before she could see it, Ashulin pulled his fingers out, and Lily could only focus on the sensations as he rubbed his s***t against her entrance and labia, teasing her with its thickness.
“Hmmm, it feels… good…”
“Does it? Really? I’ll make you feel even better.”
Their wet areas rubbing against each other filled the room with a lewd, humid scent. Hearing her honest moans only fueled Ashulin’s excitement further.
“Ah…”
Without asking for permission, he spread her white legs wider and massaged her slightly raised hips, rubbing his member faster against her. Now, the point where they were connected became sticky, fluids from both mixing, and his patience had reached its limit.
“A-ah… Ashu… Ashulin! Ah!”
“Breathe… haah, wife. Breathe slowly.”
“Ah, wait, just a moment!”
Without any further warning, Ashulin pressed the tip of his s***t, which had been rubbing against her, into her tight entrance.
Given how wet she was, he thought it would slide in all the way to the base with ease. But no matter how flexible her insides were, it was still her first time, and his member was far too large.
