The Grand Dukeâs lips twisted as he looked down at the crimson-colored puckered hole between her immaculate thighs.
âAre you worrying about other peopleâs eyes while youâre like this?â
The Grand Dukeâs voice only provoked her sense of shame, so Anne bit her lip helplessly. She hated this situation, but her body was so used to it. It was hotter just by being close to him.
Just as she was about to say something, something heavy slammed inside her.
âHu-uh, hah.â
Even though she clamped her mouth shut, the suppressed moan still leaked out. The object of an unbearable size gave an overwhelming feeling in this way every time. The heavy object moved hotly within her, and their joint part burned with a sense of harmony.
âEvery time my cock is inside you, you have to make sure you know who you belong to. Iâm the one whoâs spreading your legs right now.â
Every time his hard pubic bone tapped against Anneâs groin, the thick penis slid between the thighs soaked with liquid and disappeared inside. The tangled flesh twitched, and she devoured him with a tight bite.
Anneâs blue eyes rolled wildly. No one was there, but she wasnât relieved because it was such an open space.
He didnât move slowly, perhaps even reading Anneâs heart that wished he would finish sooner rather than later. He clenched her thin waist tightly and slammed his groin towards her, moving his waist quickly. Every time the Grand Duke thrusted, she was startled by the feeling that even her inner walls were being dragged by something so big that it immediately throbbed deeply.
Slam! Slam!
Anneâs upper body trembled precariously along with the sound of the wet skin rubbing against each other. As the stinging stimulation vigorously rubbed her inner walls, Anne grabbed the Grand Dukeâs shirt with trembling hands and clinged to him in order to not fall.
âYour mouth says you donât like it, but youâre so excited and eating my cock. Itâs like youâre in heat.â
Looking at the eyes as clear as a blue lake, the Grand Dukeâs stomach twisted even more. Her slightly open pink lips were so red that he wanted to swallow and chew them. Her tongue . . . he wanted to eat the little pink flesh.
He knew that the bite would be sweeter than any other fruit. On the day of the masquerade, her sounds were enough to cause him to lose his mind. The reason he hasnât tasted her lips until now was to prevent his heart from softening in any way . . .
But as soon as he remembered that she would be entangled with that man, fearful jealousy devoured his mind. The color of the Grand Dukeâs eyes, filled with desire, grew deeper.
The Grand Duke, who grabbed Anneâs droopy chin on his chest and turned it toward him, swallowed her lips as she let out a thin breath.
âHu-uh . . .â
Anne, startled, twisted her head when the Grand Duke, who had never kissed her, suddenly devoured her lips. The Grand Duke then pressed hard on the tip of Anneâs chin and forced her to open her mouth.
âOpen it properly. Unless you want to take my dick again.â
The Grand Dukeâs voice was real. It wasnât something he just said for no reason. Previously, he had put his thing in her mouth and she fell ill.
Eventually Anne slowly opened her lips. The Grand Dukeâs blood-red lips overlapped hers, as if swallowing her whole. He let out a small groan as he opened her teeth and ran through her most delicate parts.
âHu-uh . . , huh. Heuh.â
The Grand Duke, who had been tangling with sticky saliva, moved his hand to the back of her head and thurst his tongue in. The more he attacked her tongue, the further Anne was dragged away.
Anne panted, her breaths tight as the Grand Duke devoured her without a break. While the two tongues were entangled in a tight space, his thick, hard genitals were pounding against her inner wall and churning it into a mess.
âHuh. Huh.â
Unable to bear it anymore, Anne grabbed his collar. The Grand Duke, who had been biting and sucking her lips for a long time, finally lifted his face.
The Grand Dukeâs lips made twisted corners and curved up. He had enjoyed it so much that he wanted to bite those red, swollen lips again. It felt like the anger that had simmered a little while ago had gone away.
As Anne struggled to exhale her choked breath, her dress loosened as the ribbon on her back was untied by the Grand Dukeâs hand.
âWa . . . wait . . . Donât touch . . . my chest.â
It was meaningless to say that he should not take off her top while her bottom was fully revealed, but unlike her lower body, which could only be seen through the voluminous skirt, her upper body would look more naked.
Ironically, he didnât seem to want to get rid of the peopleâs eyes. As the cloth near the neckline fabric was dragged down under the open shoulder sleeve, one swollen breast popped out. The nipples, which were exceptionally pink on the milky skin, rose cutely with excitement.
As he twisted the soft apex, the nipples swelled up.
âSeeing that youâre swollen here too, you seem to like my body more and more.â