That Lady’s Stalker - Chapter 18
Asher resumed his attentions, pressing his tongue against her opening. This caused her underwear and his tongue to slide inside her.
“Aaah!”
The sensation of his thick tongue filling her was overwhelming, intensified by the slickness of her underwear. The corset that hugged her body felt constricting at that moment. Olivia’s chest heaved with desire.
His nose grazed her cl–oris while his tongue delved deep within her. Stimulating both sensitive spots simultaneously drove her wild, and moans escaped her lips uncontrollably. The sensation of him pushing inside sent shivers through her.
“Ugh…!”
The tongue that had been filling her withdrew momentarily, and the damp underwear was pushed aside. She soon felt his hot lips against her bare skin.
“As-Asher, aaah!”
He circled her cl–oris with his fingers while his tongue invaded her again. Unlike his rigid form, his tongue moved fluidly, stirring up chaos inside her. He slurped up the juices flowing from her, making a delightful sound.
The low melody shifted to higher notes, and Olivia’s moans followed suit, becoming more desperate. Her mouth opened instinctively, and her hips began to rock.
Ah… it felt like she was going to lose her mind. The chaotic sensations inside her were overwhelming. Her vision narrowed, and the world around her faded.
Olivia clutched at Asher’s well-groomed hair, feeling as if she was swelling and was ready to burst. A tingling energy surged throughout her body.
“Asher, Asher.”
Suddenly, her cl–oris was pressed painfully, and his teasing tongue pushed deep inside her. Her nails dug into the leather couch, leaving long marks behind.
“Ugh…!”
She felt the muscles in her neck tense up. It was as if the blood that had pooled in one place had suddenly exploded.
Reaching her climax, Olivia trembled all over. The sweetness of the sensation was intoxicating. The distant sounds around her faded away. The prima donna’s high notes also subsided as the first act came to an end.
“Asher, why did you do that?”
Her flushed face showed no signs of calming down. She couldn’t believe that they had lost control in such a public space. Though she had thought about wanting more, it felt different from wanting to go to the bathroom before and after.
“Your feet looked so beautiful; I wanted to taste them.”
Olivia let out a deep sigh. She gently brushed Asher’s tousled hair, and he closed his eyes, feeling her touch. Despite his serene expression, what lay between his legs told a different story.
He wanted to release himself, but he couldn’t bring himself to go further in this situation.
“By the way, that behavior earlier seemed strangely familiar. Have you done it before?”
“Of course not!”
At Olivia’s words, Asher jumped up, glaring at her as if feeling wronged.
“I’m only interested in you.”
Leaning her head against his shoulder, she gently closed her eyes.
“You need to focus on Act Two. They said it was interesting.”
At least, that’s what she thought.
* * *
Once back at the mansion, Olivia flopped onto her bed, replaying the events of the day in her mind.
Is this how romance works? Going to the theater, having dinner, then… talking while walking a bit?
It was an ordinary routine, yet she couldn’t shake the thrill and joy it brought her. A smile crept onto her lips.
As she hugged her pillow, someone knocked on the door.
“Hey, Sis, do you have time?”
It was Oliver. For him to come to her first was unusual. Olivia tilted her head in surprise, thinking how strange that was.
“No.”
Ignoring her, Oliver opened the door, looking as if she had all the time in the world.
“Ah! I said I don’t have time!”
“Don’t be ridiculous! You have plenty!”
“I’m talking about the time I have for you.”
“Ugh!”
In the end, Oliver raised his voice. His reason seemed to fly out the window whenever he dealt with her.
“What a crazy witch!”
“Think I’ll let it slide just because I’m in a good mood?”
Sitting up, Olivia crossed her arms.
“Anyway, why are you here?”
Despite his earlier bravado, Oliver hesitated a moment before responding. Should he really share this with his sister? Wasn’t he just about to jinx their budding relationship?
“Um…”
“I’m giving you five seconds. Hurry up.”
That cursed five seconds! Oliver squeezed his eyes shut and shouted.
“It’s about that thing!”
“Three seconds left.”
“Ugh, seriously! I heard at the riding club today…”
The story of Olivia and Asher had become quite the hot topic at the riding club where Oliver was a member. Whenever people gathered, they spoke about nothing but his sister.
Some couldn’t resist asking him directly.
“Is it true that the Black Ghost is stalking Lady Flonari?”
The rumor had spread widely over the past few months. It was hardly a new question.
“It’s true that he likes her.”
“Oh dear… that must be uncomfortable for the lady.”
Uncomfortable? On the contrary, she had been enjoying it. For the past few days, her sister had been smiling nonstop.
“Stalking sounds scary and unpleasant!”
Is it really stalking? Until they confirmed that it was mutual, it felt somewhat similar… didn’t it?
But most of the men who pursued her had acted that way as well. The unnamed nobleman before her had been frequently visiting the Duke’s residence.
