Violet Zerotta's Hasty Marriage - Chapter 35
“Mmh—”
With a single motion, their bodies were deeply joined. Every time Aldrick’s manhood rubbed against Violet’s thoroughly soaked entrance, the lewd sound of wetness echoed embarrassingly.
It was astonishing how he had held back until now. Aldrick’s movements were rough and impatient, like those of a mating dog or horse, the way he thrusted from behind made Violet feel as though she would go mad.
“My wife… your body feels so good… I don’t know what to do with myself.”
His words were polite, but the way he forcefully drove in his thick s***t was anything but.
Perhaps because of the unusual position, the sensations were different as well. Unlike usual, when the fire built slowly from a simmer, today, the moment Aldrick inserted himself, it was as if her entire body had burst into flames.
Because of how deep their connection was, each time he pulled out and pushed in again, the most inner, most secret and most sensitive part of her was sharply stimulated.
And each time, Violet’s body erupted in flames.
“My darling wife has no idea how narrow and hot she is inside.”
By now, Violet’s upper body was completely collapsed on the soft bed. With only her hips held in his grasp, her body rocked helplessly with his movements.
“Ha… Aldrick, Aldrick, ah, please… ahh, ahh!”
The feeling of shame vanished beyond the overwhelming pleasure. Violet realized that today, her climax had come far too quickly and unexpectedly.
The sweet convulsion that surged without warning left her unable to even moan. With just a single gasp, the explosion of sensation detonated inside her body.
Her entrance clenched and pulsed wildly, and Aldrick let out a deep groan in response. As he gave one final, intense thrust, Violet’s inner walls welcomed him tightly, as if delighted by his presence.
Soon after, Aldrick’s body, having reached its peak, slumped heavily over Violet’s limp upper body.
In the calm that followed climax, Violet thought to herself.
Why does this keep getting better?
She could’ve sworn that, at first, she thought this was the most embarrassing and shameful act imaginable. But the more she became familiar with Aldrick’s body, the more shame vanished somewhere, and only the pleasure he gave her remained important.
What’s more, the pleasure only became more refined and intense with time. So much so, Violet was now starting to feel a little afraid.
A while later, Aldrick gently gathered Violet’s weakened body.
He carefully lifted her and laid her down properly on the bed, then lay beside her. And without a trace of boredom, he wrapped her tightly in his arms again.
Violet, too drained to speak, let him do as he pleased. Then, as if suddenly remembering something, she added quietly.
“I think… when it’s just the two of us, it’s better to speak casually.”
Of course, Aldrick had no objection to her words.
“Sure. If that’s what you want, then I’m fine with anything.”
He said with a small laugh.
***
Despite her legs feeling like taffy, that evening’s dinner passed without incident.
Just as Violet had guessed, Count and Countess Lambert were truly kind-hearted people, and they didn’t pay any attention to the minor lapses in etiquette between Aldrick and Violet.
Though Count Simon Lambert did relentlessly tease Aldrick, it was the kind of harmless jesting that only close friends could share, and it wasn’t unpleasant.
“Please forgive him, Lady Winter. The Count is terribly informal and full of mischief when he’s comfortable with someone.”
Since Aldrick had yet to receive his title, Violet’s status was still somewhat unclear, so the Countess referred to her as Lady.
After dinner, they enjoyed dessert while chatting in a charming tea room that clearly reflected the Countess’s tastes.
Aldrick and Count Lambert were discussing something over a map on a desk by the bookshelf, so Violet naturally remained at the tea table with the Countess.
