After the affair, Rosalind, lying on the bed, let out a rough breath. No, she couldnât even breathe, so all she did was gasp for something. It seemed as if all the strength in her body was gone, and she couldnât even lift a hand.
Did he hug her, who was so disorganized after the affair, and brought her to bed�
Rosalind only pretended to stop him a couple of times, and then decided to just entrust herself to his big and strong arms. It was also because she didnât have the strength to move, though it felt good to have him hold her.
It felt like Kyleâs heartbeat could be heard rumbling low in her ears, so just that fact alone made her heart pound.
âWhat to do when youâre already struggling with that?â
He uttered in a voice that borders between teasing and worrying before laying his body over her, who was lying still.
Kyle kissed her gently on the forehead.
âYouâre pretty even when youâre lying down.â
At his sweet compliment, Rosalind smiled faintly.
âEven here, where I spill my stuff like this⊠itâs pretty.â
He then gently lowered her gaze and looked between her legs. The s*men that he spat out stood even more as white as a foam between the red, open flesh. The milky liquid that ran down her thighs dyed the bed a darker color.
Kyle smiled brightly and slightly opened the slit.
Then, the hole that had been closed, opened and the seeds he left behind began to flow out. It wasnât that he held the hole open, though the squishy pathway was spitting out his s*men.
Realizing that his eyes were glistening, gazing at the s*men and love liquid underneath, Rosalind blushed, telling him to stop and stretched out her hand hurriedly. Nevertheless, Kyle was still being mischievous.
âItâs still wet. Itâs like asking for it.â
Since a lot of seeds had been spilled, of course, it would be wet, but the words only sounded weird and lewd. Rosalind, who had repeatedly said no to saying such a thing, looked hopeless.
After revealing his upper body, he whispered in a soft voice.
âI am just starting.â
âIâm going to die if you start twice.â
Kyle grinned to her cheeky response as if she had lifted both of her hands and feet in resignation. Then, he kissed her along her neckline and began to take off his undershirt as well.
The mere fact that Rosalind was gasping for breath, with her tight and beautiful body, made him strangely aroused.
With his excitement, his p*nis started to twitch again.
âI think Iâm still going to dieâŠâ
âAre you finding it difficult?â
Itâs difficult for me too.
As he whispered softly in her ear and clasped Rosalindâs hand, Kyle took her hand under him.
âSo⊠Can you touch me? If you touch it, I think it will make it better.â
The moment she was about to protest that the difficulty between him and her was different, something hot and unfamiliar touched her fingertips. She knew what she was clutching without even glancing down, and Rosalind swallowed a gulp with an unknown tension.
âYou have small hands.â
He started running his hand over his genitals with her hands. Kyleâs hand holding her hand was also hot, and the p*nis in her hand was also hot and large. So much so that she couldnât wind it all up with her hands.
Although he wasnât even fully erect, his size was dauntingly large. To be honest, she couldnât believe the fact that this had been inside her until now.
âWhy are you so shy? You were swallowing it a little while ago, right?â
Seeing Rosalind with her ears stained red, he chuckled and bit her red-hot ear slightly.
Rosalindâs body bounced, flinching at the unexpected stimulation. Even though he wasnât even directly caressing her, her belly tickled, and she felt a strange sensation between her legs.
âSo lewd⊠I am embarrassed.â
From the shape, temperature, and feeling of the p*nis, everything was vividly conveyed. The situation in which she skimmed the manâs genitals, and even herself that was spilling love liquid in such a situation, only embarrassed her even more.
âThen, shall we finish it soon? Can you do it a little faster?â
Rosalind paused for a moment, but as if it was a notice rather than a request, she began to speed up her pace unilaterally.
âThat was it will be over soon.â
It seemed as if all the sensations in her body were focused only on her hands.
As the speed going up and down increased, she almost missed it a couple of times, but each time he squeezed her hand tighter. Because of that, she was forced to caress the manhood so hard that she couldnât even run away.
Huht.
Rosalind glanced at his face at the harsh voice in her ear.
The more she tightened her hand, the faster she moved her hand, and the more his expression wrinkled a little. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, and a low breath escaped from his lips. The way his handsome face was wrinkled with her handsâŠ
It was more lewd than she thought.
She was starting to feel weird. Rosalindâs eyes fixed on Kyleâs face. As he looked at her, he opened his mouth gently.
âCan you see it? Because of you⊠itâs standing.â
He stopped her hand and made Rosalind touch his genitals on her own. At her fingertips, the feeling of the flesh, which had become hardened, was clearly felt. Her face was dyed red up to her cheeks. He kissed her on her cheek, seemingly loving Rosalindâs behavior.
âHeupâŠâ
The lips on her cheek ran down her slender jawline and rested on her collarbone. As Kyle sucked in her throat, her moaning sounded again.
With his lips, he gripped the soft flesh while with the other hand, he fanned her secret place.
Rosalindâs secret place was soggy with love liquid she spilled while caressing him and the s*men he had spilled inside her, making it much easier to get into her. Parting the white s*men, the huge erect p*nis went inside it again.
The womanâs small hand gripped the sheet tightly in preparation.
ââŠDoes it hurt?â
âItâs, itâs better than before.â
Then, as his pillar pierced deeply, Rosalind stopped breathing.
âI donât think soâŠÂ Ah-heutââ
His lips, on the nape of her neck, went down and down, this time on her chest.
The raised n*pples lightly bounced off the tip of his tongue. Rosalind shook her head, unable to bear it as he caressed her breasts, although he didnât care and sucked the breasts in her mouth. While it was an instinctive gesture like a suckling child, it also went back and forth like an animal.
From below, Kyle shoved his erect p*nis, and from above, sucked in her breasts.
âHnngâŠâ
She used to feel like she fell for pleasure when she had s*x with him. She felt ashamed of herself as she felt the pleasure under him. She liked the fact that she was held by him, but she was also miserable because of it.
Even if he slapped her on the buttocks or ordered her to take it off publicly, it ended up being a pleasure for her, and she was happy to sleep with him.
It made her pathetic and miserable.
âI-I canât control myself.â
Even though he apologized to her, he devoured her mindlessly.
âI thought it wouldnât be possible, but⊠I didnât know it would be like this.â
Kyle spoke while panting. The sweat on his forehead was running down his wrinkled brow and strong jawline, then down his firm chest.
At that moment, Rosalind realized that it was different now as she looked at the expression on his face and the way he spoke openly. Was it because she was convinced that he loved her even when he held her like this�
It was a gesture of lust as always, but it felt a little different when she was convinced that he loved her.
âIâm sorry if I hurt.â
âNo. Itâs good.â
As she exhaled a shaky breath, she looked at him clearly and spoke.
âIt hurts⊠but itâs good.â
Each time he cut through her flesh and pierced deeply, Rosalind twisted her body. Yet she did not stop talking.
However, she couldnât finish her words and had to accept his lips. She could feel Kyleâs tongue run through hers, and she hugged him tightly.
* * *
âHow much more are you going to torment me?â
âAm I tormenting you a lot?â
âBecause of you, I feel like my whole body is drained of strength.â
Rosalind, lying on the bed, took a long breath and opened and closed her lips as if she had no energy at all. On the other hand, Kyle just smiled at her as if she was adorable, and hugged her, locking her in his arms.
âIf I run out of energy, I wonât be able to go anywhere.â
Thatâs good.
He smiled playfully and tightened his arms that held her. The manâs big and tight arms seemed to suffocate her, but at the same time, it was good.
âDid I hurt someone who had just recovered?â
At that, Rosalind blushed and shook her head slowly. Embarrassed, she buried her face deeper in his arms, revealing only her reddish ears through her golden hair. He patted those little ears with his fingertips and smiled again.
How was she so pretty? She only showed her ears a little, though even that was so pretty and lovely that he didnât know what to doâŠ
âIâŠliked it.â
She was prettier when she talked.
Kyle pulled Rosalind closer to him and hugged her.
Suddenly, her honesty felt special. In retrospect, even when they were just married and during their marriage, Rosalind was always candid about her emotions. She laughed when she was happy and cried when she was sad. She seemed to have driven him more and more crazy.
âŠShe was a woman who clearly revealed her feelings among people who seemed to be wearing a mask. It always bothered him like a thorn in his finger, especially this womanâs crying face.
ââŠI liked it, too. Madly.â
He whispered in her ear as he held Rosalind tightly in his arms.
âEven if I fill it, and fill itâŠâŠI am not satisfied.â
As he held her like this, his bottom was making a little reaction again.
What was surprising was that not only Rosalind was candid, but he became honest when he was with her. Feelings that were flat every day swelled like waves and flowed out.
âStill, I canât torment you anymore.â
Kyle placed his mouth on her forehead as if he was going to end it here.
ââŠIâm so sleepy.â
It was because of the Duke.
Rosalind smiled slightly and gazed up at Kyle as he started patting Rosalindâs back like a grown-up child. Perhaps, it was because his hand was soft or because her energy had run out, her eyes gently shut.