The Dragon Duke's Wife - Chapter 10
Khalid caressed her chest over her clothes before using his mouth to undo the ribbon. Ancia nearly let out a cry but quickly clamped her hand over her mouth in shock.
“I like this dress,” Khalid murmured lowly.
“The one you wore yesterday looked too stiff. But this one… it’s nice. When I hold your waist like this, it feels soft.”
Ancia wasn’t wearing a corset. The dress she had on today was the only chemise gown she owned. It was navy blue, made of soft fabric, and had a deep neckline, exposing more than usual. The flowing material gave it a delicate, feminine allure.
She had bought it years ago on impulse but had never worn it before. There had never been an occasion for it—no man she wanted to impress, nor was it suitable for work.
Now, she realized she had chosen this dress today because of Khalid. She wanted him to see her as a desirable woman.
When the ribbon was undone, half of her chest was exposed. As she was fully aware of this, Ancia could barely breathe. Khalid held her b****t over the soft fabric, his eyes fixed on the bare skin peeking through as he whispered,
“Niro mentioned he had called for a seamstress. I think we should have a few more dresses like this made.”
“Please… don’t stare so much.”
“What about white or pale blue? This one is lovely, but those would suit you too.”
The word ‘lovely’ settled deeply in her chest. It felt like it was his gaze, not his words, that pierced her.
Khalid continued,
“If possible, wear them only in the bedroom.”
“What…?”
“No matter how much I want to show off my woman, there are some things I want only for myself.”
With that, he pulled her dress lower and took one of her chest into his mouth.
“Ah…!”
Ancia tried to suppress her shock. Khalid’s mouth enveloped her full, rounded chest, his tongue teasing the sensitive tip. As he did so, he tugged her dress further down, leaving her bare to her waist.
“Ah, Kal… mm.”
He kissed both of her b–asts, his hands tracing their shape and gently kneading them. Her tense body began to relax under his touch, her b–asts softening in his palms yet feeling taut with the heightened sensation. The teasing on her n–ples with his tongue sent strange, unfamiliar sensations.
A tingling heat built between her thighs, leaving her restless.
Khalid lightly bit one b****t, his hands sliding down her back to caress her hips. Then, with a single movement, he pulled her dress and undergarments down all at once.
“Ah.”
As if she were a child, Ancia was effortlessly lifted by his hands. In moments, she was completely bare. She blushed with embarrassment and turned her head away, but Khalid’s shadow loomed over her. He straightened up and removed his shirt. His well-defined, perfectly sculpted physique came into view.
It was just that, but her whole body trembled. Ancia could feel the wetness pooling deep between her thighs. She worried that if she moved too much, the sound might give her away.
Khalid wrapped his arms around her. Though she had already reached her peak in his arms the night before, this was the first time they were holding each other skin to skin. Her chest was pressed against his broad torso, and she could feel the massive hardness beneath his pants against her bare abdomen.
Her legs instinctively crossed and uncrossed.
“Do you want it?”
She prayed she didn’t seem too shameless. But Khalid already seemed to know what she wanted. His hand slid down her lower belly, tracing over her skin. His fingers gently parted her folds, rubbing softly and then pressing lightly against her.
When his touch grazed over her sensitive nub, Ancia twisted her body. Her soaked entrance was already prepared to welcome him.
With his fingers teasing her entrance, Khalid turned her face toward him and kissed her. Their tongues intertwined, and the heightened sensitivity of her lips seemed to spread through her body, making her lower half pulse with heat.
“Mmm… ah…”
Her restless body moved as if it wanted to draw in his fingers. Without realizing it, she squeezed her thighs together, only to part them again. Her body tensed below, unconsciously applying pressure. Khalid, meanwhile, continued to rub her gently with his palm while his fingers teased her entrance.
“Don’t… don’t make me feel so embarrassed.”
“It’s fine. Don’t think about anything—just feel.”
With that, he pushed his middle finger deeply inside her. Ancia’s body clenched around him repeatedly, unable to contain the pleasure. It wasn’t enough. Frustration burned within her as her slick walls gripped him tightly, drawing him in further.
“Ah, ah!”
Her vision blurred, and she shut her eyes tightly. She knew she was ready now. Her body had softened completely, opening deeply to him. Her fluids flowed like a spring, pooling and spilling over.
“Ah, Kal!”
But he didn’t move on to the next step. Instead, he continued to stroke and tease her, pushing her closer and closer until she finally tumbled over the edge of release.
Her body was drained of strength. Yet even after tasting the height of pleasure, her lower half seemed to ache with longing for the real thing, opening and closing as if searching for more.
