When Your Secret Crush Wizard Took a Love Potion - Chapter 107
His ears, eyes, soft cheeks, forehead, and even his slender, long neck were all flushed red. It was astonishing that a person’s face could turn so red.
“No.”
I was flabbergasted by how innocent he looked, so unlike the man who had sensually kissed me with such natural ease last night. Meanwhile, he spoke up.
“What’s not true?”
“What you said was all wrong.”
“So what is it then?”
“I…”
Edgar, who had been mumbling in a barely audible voice, suddenly pulled me into his arms. I wondered if this was going to turn into a physical confrontation since he couldn’t express it in words, but then his low voice whispered secretly into my ear.
“I still like you.”
My head went blank. My thought processes felt like they were melting into a puddle. Overwhelmed, I impulsively hugged his neck and showered him with kisses.
What started as a light kiss deepened in an instant.
“Hah, mmm…”
As his thick tongue explored my mouth, I found myself gasping for breath, feeling the soft surface beneath my back. As my body naturally lay down, I realized I was now on the sofa.
Edgar covered me with his broad back, so from the outside, all one would see would be my flailing limbs.
“I like Chloe’s scent even without the potion.”
While breathing heavily, he buried his nose in the nape of my neck. His thick chest heaved with rough breaths, reminiscent of a beast scenting its prey.
“Such a naughty smell…”
His sighs made every nerve in my body tingle.
“Just a drop of sweat flowing down your neck would make me spill c-m like water. Do you know that? Even now, if I could, I’d suck every inch of your body, Chloe.”
It was fascinating to see Edgar, who usually gets embarrassed so easily, spilling such explicit talk when he was deeply excited. Seeing him rubbing against me like a horny dog, unable to control himself, reminded me of the times when he was under the potion. While I used to feel embarrassed by that behavior, my feelings now were entirely different because I knew it came from his love for me.
“Go ahead if you want to.”
His eyes widened at my nonchalant reply.
“Is it okay if I do?”
His cautious question, like a child asking for permission to do something naughty, was unexpectedly endearing. Without realizing it, I smiled, and Edgar, who had been looking at me with unfocused eyes, gently took my finger.
At first, it was just my finger.
“Ah… mm.”
Edgar kissed my finger and then sucked it into his hot, velvety mouth, feeling the ridges of my nail. It was a strange sensation. I wondered if this was what it would feel like if I were a man, inserting myself into a woman.
His moist mouth was warm and sticky, like a secret place between the legs, occasionally tightening as if to press me.
“Hah…”
It wasn’t just my finger. He pried my hand open, licked it with his tongue, and slowly moved up, licking the tender, soft skin of my inner arm. Not only did he lick, but he also bit various places, leaving clear bite marks.
“Ah, no…! I don’t like that!”
Even though I tried to stay relaxed, I couldn’t help but panic when he licked up to my armpit. It’s the most secluded area of the body, and despite regular washing, it inevitably gets sweaty. I had been startled when my toes were bitten, but an armpit was even worse.
“No… ha, ugh! It’s dirty…”
His hot tongue licked my damp armpit. Even as I twisted my body to avoid him, his strong grip didn’t waver.
“It’s not dirty. It’s good. It actually smells nice. Okay?”
I could hear the sound of him swallowing repeatedly. Despite the possible filth and odor, Edgar’s g***n was noticeably swollen, even through his pants. The long, thick s***t was clearly outlined against his thigh.
Since I gave permission first, there was no escape. In the end, I found myself helplessly licked, tears welling up in my eyes.
“It’s sweet down there.”
Finally, Edgar held my legs apart and continued to lick every bit of my skin with his hot, damp tongue.
