When Your Secret Crush Wizard Took a Love Potion - Chapter 108
I was already excited, and it was wet below. Edgar, who stared intently at the wet panties, moist enough to reveal the contours, whispered in an excited tone.
“Impressive. I can see the shape clearly.”
It was a bold statement from someone who had been licking me so thoroughly. I shot him a tearful glare, and he responded by licking the corner of my eye.
Whether it was due to the intense heat of his gaze or the familiarity of the area, I couldn’t understand why I felt so embarrassed, despite having been through similar experiences before.
As I hesitated, closing my thighs, his strong, large hand gripped one of my legs firmly.
“Don’t hide it. Show me. I’ve been wanting to see it. In fact, I was going crazy thinking about you down there.”
As he buried his face in my panties, each of his words sent a hot breath against my sensitive area. My emotional state was so distressed that I couldn’t help but make pleading noises.
“Please…”
As I whispered without even understanding what I was begging for, Edgar’s throat visibly tensed.
He removed the panties with the sticky, long, and tangled liquid. Although he briefly considered the fluids soaking the panties, his real focus was elsewhere.
The tiny, quivering red opening that had been waiting to be explored.
“Mmm…!”
The familiar ceiling looked distant. I was helplessly pulled closer to Edgar, who was gripping my hips, and I could only squirm.
Slurp, slurp! It was coming. As his face finally touched me, his thick, broad tongue began to probe the narrow opening. The tongue slowly explored the area near the entrance, then delved deep, stirring the thick fluids and making everything blur with pleasure.
“Ah, there… Hah… Mmm!”
As I tensed my outstretched hand, Edgar’s blonde hair slipped through my fingers. Normally, I would have been mesmerized by the soft texture, but now, lost in pleasure, I felt nothing.
I couldn’t even feel embarrassment. The realization that the man who was fervently licking me, his usually smooth lips now smeared with sticky fluids, was my teacher didn’t even register.
“Ah, it’s a shame. I shouldn’t let it spill.”
Edgar continued to devour me as if he were a starving man, not noticing the pool of saliva trickling down beneath me. His focus was unyielding, ensuring not a single drop was missed. He appeared half out of his mind, and honestly, I was no better.
Eventually, Edgar’s long fingers pushed aside the wet hair to reveal the throbbing cl–oris. The sensitive flesh quivered in the cold air.
“Ah!”
It was unbearable as whatever it was—sharp teeth or his thick, soft tongue—scraped sharply over the tiny, sensitive area.
“Ah, ah…!”
My eyelids fluttered, and my limbs tensed. Even though I wasn’t fully aware, my hips instinctively arched and bucked in response.
It was my climax. I thought a break would be nice, but Edgar didn’t lessen his hold; instead, he intensified his sucking to match the undulating motions.
“Please, ah…!”
The relentless licking during my climax made my whole body tremble. The area below was drenched, as if I had wet myself.
I felt my strength drain from my limbs.
When I regained some consciousness, I found myself lying on the bed, my body clean and dried with a damp towel.
“Rest well.”
Edgar gave me a soft kiss on the forehead before leaving for his own room. I felt a strange discomfort.
Something was off, but I couldn’t pinpoint it. What was this feeling? Then I realized.
‘Huh?’
Edgar hadn’t taken off his clothes at all. He had kept his pants on while showering me with attention and, after I reached climax, he ended the act. Not just once, but twice.
I was abruptly jolted by this realization.
‘Should I ask him about it?’
It might be my fault for falling asleep first, but Edgar was known for never releasing me despite my struggles. There was no way he’d end things just because I came first.
Even if I asked, I wasn’t sure how. Should I ask if he wasn’t interested? Or if there were issues with his function?
Even though I was determined to be honest, this was too awkward to bring up.
