Chapter 15

Rosaria , who stared at his tight chest, quickly looked down at the sound of pulling the belt of his pants.

'Ugh'

She breathed in surprise at his size, which had been forgotten for a while. How sick she was after that night. Unlike the exhilaration that made her body warm, Rosaria 's face was terrified when she recalled the past of how she couldn't even walk because of pain in her lower body.

Unlike last time, she knew what to do. She knew about the pain this time. Her anxiety, wondering if it would hurt again, appeared on her face.

"I won't hurt you."

Seeing her face, he kissed her gently on the cheek. She wished he could reduce the size and then say those words. Her resentful eyes glanced at him.

He grabbed his own and slowly hit the bottom. Her waist became stiff with tension as his hot length touched her entrance.

"Don't be nervous."

His hand swept her forehead hair. He slowly comforted her to the point where the hand that went down her face's contour felt friendly.

He wandered around the entrance for quite a while without entering. He deliberately pressed the clitoris firmly and stimulated it.

An exhilarated breath flowed from her teeth. After confirming the disappearance of fear from her face, he proceeded slowly.

"Ah…"

A painful sound came out of her mouth. Fear of the coming pain frowned her eyebrows.

"It's okay. It won't hurt."

He kissed between her frowns. The feeling of being sucked inside made him want to push in quickly, but he endured it with minimal reason. Slightly over the mouth, he lowered his finger to stimulate the clitoris.

Her breath came out of her mouth as her brief fear ended, and her spirits rose. He did not miss the moment and proceeded slowly inside.

"You're swallowing me so well."

He whispered deliberately in her ear. His hot, low voice rang her body. As she proceeded through the hot red flesh, her hand touched his shoulder.

When she finally swallowed most of him, he breathed low. Sweat was hanging from his forehead because he used up all his self- control.

"Are you all right?"

Rosaria gave him a small nod. The pain was less than last time.

"On the contrary …" She blushed slightly. "Can I move?"

"…yes."

When her permission was given, he slowly pulled his hips back. He slowed down a little more when he heard a moaning sound in her mouth.

'Ha, damn it.'

He felt he should train more. It was more difficult to keep himself sane as he moved slowly in her narrow space. Her walls were gripping his penis as he moved.

'Is this on purpose?'

The moment he thought, he shook his head. Afraid of being hurt, she couldn't have tightened or loosened him with her strength.

He didn't know if he should call her natural or if she was shaking with fear, but in many ways, she drove him crazy.

A steady movement shook her head without a hitch. The heavy jewelry decorated on the head swayed and loosen as they moved.

The shinning hair gleamed in the soft moonlight. The neat hair loosened to create a waterfall.

"Ah… duke…"

As soon as her sweet lips opened, he dug in them a little stronger.

Her body flinched but accepted him without repulsion.

The moist wet inside made her relax naturally. Her whole body was shivering with pleasure, panting with pain.

She could recall the joy she had forgotten in fear. And her thoughts soon connected to her body.

Her little body swayed up and down to fit his movements. He moved faster and faster, leaving a mark on her fluttering chest.

He checked her reaction from time to time. If she were unwell, he would quit. Rosaria closed her eyes.

He pushed her thighs wide open so she could feel less sick, and the sound of his sack, which was rubbing against her flesh, echoed over the bed.

"Ha!"

The moment the moan sounded high, she reached the highest bliss. Her thighs trembled and tightened him. Before long, he also sprinkled his turbid liquid inside her.

A steep breath came and went.Unlike her, whose fair shoulders rose and fell roughly at the end of the fall, his member was still stiff. His unfulfilled desire craved her body badly, but he closed his lips and pulled out his shaft.

The semen trickled out of the walls. A small whine came out of her mouth. Although it was a light movement, her sensitive body reacted to even the slightest stimulus.

"Are you all right?"

Her eyes were glued to his careful words.

"It's all right—I think."

What a seductive little mutter. He cleared the hair on her forehead, ignoring the fever that quickly drove through his lower body.

At his very affectionate touch, Rosaria closed her eyes. Maybe it's because she tried it once. This time it did not involve much pain as she had thought.

Her face turned red when she thought she had been holding his shoulder tightly and moaning at the end.

A keen sense filled her lower body, but not to the point where she couldn't endure. At this rate, she could avoid being stuck in bed.

Rosaria , who thought vaguely, and sighed.

"That's a relief, then. I was worried about what to do if you became sick like last time."

"Were you worried about me?"

Her surprised question only made him look suspicious.

This time, he was somewhat cautious. He didn't want to make her scared or sick as she had been after her first time.

That was the idea when he touched her body and sucked her breasts in his mouth. But as soon as he embraced her, his mind went blank.

He wondered if this is how fast-track harmony works? Her walls sucked on his penis. As her narrow opening tightened, his reason quickly disappeared. Eventually, somewhere in the middle of the act, he became greedy, causing her body to suffer.

He didn't think he was going to be so helpless whenever he held her. Rueben kept his lips tight as if defending themselves.

"It's your freedom to believe."

His hand took her by the waist. When a small sound came from her surprised mouth, he raised his hand and stripped the ragged dress completely.

Her face re-colored with redness as his hands snapped off her dress. Until a while ago, she was shy for a woman who enjoyed a tough affair.

When her body, barely naked, trembled, he pulled up her blanket.

With a gentle touch, Rosaria 's eyes turned to him.

"…why did you go first that day?"

He's affectionate. She gave a glimpse at her unspeakable innermost thoughts.

"I stayed with you until you woke up."

"Really?"

"We were sneaking together if you're mistaken. It was right to leave."

It was something that she had never thought of before. Her eyes wide open, he grinned low as she closed her mouth.

"I cleaned up all the traces, so I guess you didn't see them."

"But… you were the one who I was going to be married to. We didn't have to hide what everyone knew anyway, did we? It's the same for our meeting in the same place."

"Isn't that exciting?"

His black eyes were on Rosaria . There was a blush on her pale cheeks, which seemed a little worth seeing. The thick make-up on her face made her look like a doll all the way through the ceremony.

He swept her reddish-colored nipples. Her body trembled a little. "It was a disgrace that you didn't know me at all."

"That's…"

"I'm not saying anything, so don't worry. I saw your sleepy face and left."

Only then could she understand his behavior at the banquet hall. Not all, but at least that she was not abandoned. The fact gave Rosaria relief.

"So."

"What?"

"When are you going to call me by my name?"

The touch on her chest was persistent. Although Rosaria turned her body as if to avoid his hand, which held her breast, remained firm.

The small groan turned her head to the side. The accessories scattered on the bed bumped together and made a little clatter.

"You're trying to stop me from saying it again?" "Not now."

If that's the case, she'd like to get rid of it. When Rosaria looked at him with an incredible look, he smiled low.