Chapter 186
Undercover Infiltration Duchess
So Far, Not Once (2)
She blinked slowly, breathing out a shallow breath.
Recognizing that Ezet was not in a state of conversation, Edmond said no more mischievous things. Gently sweeping from the lower abdomen to the chest, relaxing the muscles, then laying next to Ezet and sighing softly.
His eyes were still burning with passion, but strangely his face looked fortable.
âIf youâre satisfied, why donât we call it a day?â
ââ¦No⦠ââ¦
âAre you still not satisfied? Youâre way beyond my expectations.â
âItâs not, itâsâ¦â
Edmond didnât do it. When he said so, her lips twitched because her words couldnât e out; Edmond smiled and kissed Ezetâs forehead and the tip of his nose.
âYou said you wanted to wake up in the morning. Iâm glad I saw my wife enjoying it.â
â⦠it doesnât make sense.â
Ezet, flexing her hands and feet, moved her arms and legs and turned to face Edmond. Then, she reached down and stroked his husbandâs firm masculinity, which was just touching her lower abdomen.
âYouâve been⦠You were doing this.â
âIt canât help but stand up just looking at your face. But if you donât touch it, itâs tolerable.â
Although his expression was relaxed, Edmond now gently separated Ezetâs hand, whether he was at a loss to endure the stimulus that his wife touched.
âEdmond, donât you want me to touch you?â
âNo way. On the contrary.â
His voice was calm, but strangely Edmond avoided her eyes. Ezet felt a mysterious tickle in her chest at the way he looked.
No matter how nonchalant he pretends, he is honest with pleasure as long as he is a human body. The manâs mask, which was ordinarily unknown to her as to what he was thinking, was at stake.
Why? She had never had such a desire when he was perfect without a single needle going through, but she suddenly felt overwhelmed when she saw Edmond avoiding her.
âEdmond, back in the hallway⦠Do you remember what you said to me?â
âMe? What didâ¦â
âYou said you liked it, but you had no reason to put up with it.â
Edmund told Ezet, who sobbed at the pleasure but denied it, not to put up with it if he liked it. Sheâs free to let go of mon sense; itâs okay to be a strange woman, so be what she wants.
âThereâs no reason why I canât touch Edmond when he likes it.â
âEzet, wait.â
âNo, I do not want to.â
Ezet dug into Edmondâs arms and buried her face in his chest. She was shy to look at it and touch it, so she reached out with her eyes closed and stroked Edmondâs penis.
When she wrapped her palm around the thick pillar that she couldnât hold with one hand and rubbed it, the sigh that touched her ears turned hot.
âIf I touch you like this, does Edmond get excited?â
âOf course, you are asking.â
âIâm not as good as you are. I donât know if Iâm doing well.â
She heard that menâs genitals are vital points, so she knew that she shouldnât squeeze them or scratch them with her fingernails.
But thatâs all she knows, and she doesnât know how to touch it to make the other person feel better.
When Edmond touches her, he turns it or rubs it, but does he get the same impression when rubbing it with her palm? No matter how hard she thinks about it, she doesnât think sheâs making Edmond feel as good as Edmond makes her feel.
âEdmond seems to have moved while watching my reactionâ¦â¦.â
Itâs embarrassing to ask in person. Ezet, who thought she needed to find a pleasant location by looking at his expression, looked up. And it hardened.
Edmond was looking at her with hot wet eyes.
âI feel like Iâm going crazy just by you touching it.â
âWhat? What are youâ¦â
âEzet, stop.â
Edmondâs forehead narrowed. Heâs also breathing hot. But this time, she didnât let go of her hand. Heâs not saying no from the bottom of his heart.
Realizing that, Ezet was engulfed in a strange impulse.
âWhat? You like it, but you push it away.â
Ezet was always restless and begged, but somehow the role seems to have been reversed now.
Ezet stared Edmond in the face and stroked the penis a little faster.
Maybe itâs because sheâs shy and canât look at each other for a long time. Somehow, it was exciting and funny that she was constantly distracted by his fingers and tongue.
âIf you donât like it, say no from the bottom of your heart.â
Ezet grinned as she reversed what Edmond had always said to her.
Once at its peak, she still had some leeway on the Ezetâs side. On the other hand, Edmondâs side, which has been withstanding the whole time, will not withstand the stimulus.
Ezet got closer to her husband. Rubbing her soft chest against her husbandâs body, she rubbed her thighs against his hard thighs, thicker than her waist.
Edmondâs eyes widened. She could see his red eyes, which seldom trembled, vibrating finely.
âEzet, stop it.â
âNo, I donât want to. I want to touch it.â
âWhat the hell are youâ¦â
âEdmondâs like this⦠Well, like this⦠Oh, yeah, while⦠â
She tried to insult him by talking about his usual dirty talk, but Ezet couldnât bring himself to speak, so her lips mumbled.
âI canât even speak because Iâm ashamed of myself. How can Edmond say such a blunt thing?â
Speech humiliation was too high a skill for a beginner. Instead of blaming Edmond, Ezet rubbed her cheek on his chest and smacked him with kisses.
âEzet, waitâ¦â
âEd, are you in a good mood? Iâll make it better.â
Ezet raised her upper body with a smile and pushed Edmondâs chest, which was lying on the side, right away.
Initially, he had a solid body that could not be pushed back, but is it because he canât afford it or because she wants it the way he usually does? Ezet, who climbed on her husbandâs belly, more than doubled in size, crept her hips down.
âEzetâ¦â
âBecause youâre so big, I donât work well with my hands, with my thighsâ¦â¦.â
She put her hand on her husbandâs hard six-pack and lifted her hips slightly, sliding her still wet entrance. Edmond closed his eyes and opened them up again. Excited by her husbandâs fresh response, Ezet wrapped Edmondâs penis around her thighs.
Usually, she didnât even dare to touch it because she was shy to see it, but strangely, the embarrassment disappeared when the situation reversed.
As she moved her back with her husbandâs er*ction wrapped around her thighs, a thick pillar only showed his head between his chubby thighs and repeatedly stretched out.