Chapter 29

The third method. Making my side. (9)

“You must be tired, but I didn’t expect you to come to my room today.”

“Yes.”

“Did you come because you wanted to do something good?”

When asked mischievously, the Duke nodded frankly. His cheeks were redder than before. Maybe it’s because of the heat in the fireplace, because of the alcohol, or because of the good things.

“Didn’t you do it alone there?”

The Duke was silent on my question. His purple eyes caught my eye. Come on, with that.

“It doesn’t matter if you do it alone. You didn’t do it with another girl, did you?”

The Duke nodded hard. I wish I had stayed modest for half a year. I patted the Duke on the back. His back was curled up, so his spine and wing bones stood out, making it more bumpy than usual.

“I imagined doing it with Amanda.”

“Oh, really?”

This is a little too much information… The Duke’s words made my cheeks red for no reason.

“Yes, Amanda’s happy face and body…”

What a gentleman wouldn’t say, the Duke said without any shame. Shameful for no reason, I avoided his gaze. I didn’t know whether the heat on the cheek was due to the Duke’s passionate gaze or the flame of the fireplace.

“Let’s go to bed. You must be tired, so let’s keep it short and sleep.”

The Duke reached out to me, raising himself obediently at my words. When I grabbed the hand, the Duke, who raised my body lightly, took off all the clothes left on his body and went up to the bed. I also took off my clothes. All the clothes fell on the floor and the Duke opened his arms as I headed to the bed. For some reason, Carl opening his arms to ask me to hug him overlapped. Suddenly, I remembered what he said before playing.

“When you left, you asked me to hug you when you returned, didn’t you?”

I hugged the Duke, but it was different from the usual. It was more like throwing yourself into his arms. As I opened my arms toward him, the Duke hugged my waist and leaned his face on my chest.

“Yes, I did. I thought you forgot…”

I had a guilty conscience because I had forgotten it just now, but I didn’t bother to reveal it. The Duke’s hot breath touched my chest.

“I’m glad you’re back safe, Gellerhard.”

“Yeah- I’m glad I’m back alive, too.”

The Duke leaned his face on my chest for a long time and pulled my body up to the bed. I thought it would be nice to turn off the urgent complaints and sleep well with my husband, who was tired of alcohol and a long journey.

But, will he be able to stand up when he’s tired? The Duke’s voice rang low as I felt the Duke’s body with my hand and held it.

“Um-”

Is it a triumph of youth? The rather soft lump of flesh began to harden as the heat rose quickly when it was wrapped and held in my hands. The Duke shook his back and soon began to masturbate by wrapping his hand over mine. The purple eyes, which had been more gloomy than usual, quickly became cloudy, perhaps because of alcohol or because he was emotional after returning today.

“Ah, Amanda, haah!”

His purple eyes moved around after me. I kissed him on his red-colored neck and stroked his broad chest with my hand, stimulating the little Duke’s nipples, too. Every time I rubbed the little nup, the Duke winced and groaned.

The slightly wet purple eyes, the flushed face, and the long, thick neck were red with excitement, making it look very erotic. The Duke groaned with his mouth, but his hands wrapped underneath moved quite roughly. My hand held in his hand began to get wet. Fluid flowed from the Duke’s genitals and his hands began to move rougher.

And before long, the cloudy liquid spilled onto his stomach.

“Amanda, ah!”

The Duke’s chest rose and sank repeatedly. His already sweaty muscular body was shiny. The Duke let go and I repeatedly clenched my fist and opened it. My hand was tingling because I squeezed it so hard.

“Oh, look. It’s red.”

The Duke’s eyes widened as I grumbled with red hands in front of the drowsy Duke.

“I’m sorry.”

The Duke, who had never said sorry to anyone, quickly apologized to me. He held my hand carefully with both hands and began to kiss me. I almost screamed at the unexpected action.

The lips that touched were romantic. I felt ticklish and ashamed. I got on top of him, pulling my hand out of him. The Duke’s expression looking up at me was strange when I put my hand up to tie my slightly tangled hair again.

“Why? Did you get some on you?”

“No, it’s just that they kept going in my eyes.”

“Sexy.”

With my hair tied tightly again, I put my hand on the Duke’s chest. The Duke’s eyes caught my hand. I slipped my body onto the wet Duke’s belly.

“Um-”

As I intentionally moved my waist and gradually went down below the Duke’s body, I felt his d*ck standing up and touching my hip. As always, he felt like a very energetic duke. The red-colored Duke looked up at me with wet eyes. He was pleading with me with his expression.

“Amanda.”

His hand cradled my arm and stroked it.

“Amanda-”

The hand that patted my arm and elbow gradually came up, stroking my back and touching my waist. I raised my back, listening to a voice divided by desire, which I called eagerly. The Duke’s hand, which held my waist, was energized when I laid down and rubbed off the Duke’s pen*s, which stood upright.