From the beginning, he didn’t seem to have the intention of simply letting her sleep. Anne bit her lips at the sensation of his large hands kneading her like kneading dough.
Alternating between massaging each breast, it was clear that this was not a massage but rather a caress. She had realized this fact early on, but she couldn’t stop him. He used to do this often, claiming it prevented her breast from getting sore, especially after giving birth to Eroel. However, it had been a long time since it transformed into a different intention.
The touch stimulating her skin was persistently intense. His fingers cupped the ample breast, gently scraping down the firm nipple. The areola and nipple rounded and rubbed against his palm, sending tingles to the tips of her toes.
“Despite giving you a massage, why did it become so firm here?”
Anne’s face blushed as he asked and laughed, pretending not to know.
With each touch, the heat escalated. Along with the alluring moans, the protruding nipple emitted a deep glow as if seducing the man. As Daymond gripped the breast even tighter, Anne’s tiny lips, flushed with excitement, continuously let out heated breath.
“Uht! Uung… Haaa.”
Her soft breasts swayed as Daymond’s hands moved them. With each deep breath, the plump breasts rapidly rose and fell, and Daymond’s lips eagerly sucked on them. The fabric, no longer visible as clothes, was dampened along Anne’s inner thighs.
While he touched and licked sensitive areas, a hot warmth rushed to her lower body. Glancing down, Anne noticed a prominent bulge in Daymond’s lower abdomen. It wasn’t surprising, his manhood always stood tall whenever he was with Anne.
“Haa, you’ve fooled me again.”
Daymond, who had buried his face in the tempting valley, only withdrew his lips after the nipples swelled up plumply.
“What are you talking about? I was just about to loosen you.”
Despite his words, Daymond’s pupils were already boiling like a beast. The pillar, reacting as if it would burst from Anne’s erotic red gaze, thudded against the gown she was wearing.
As her slender legs tensed, one of Daymond’s hands explored the undulating hills between Anne’s thighs. The damp underwear touched his fingertips through spread legs.
Daymond narrowed his eyes and slowly removed his clothes. His tightly toned muscles with a strong contour were revealed on his chest, exuding a sensual wildness. Just looking at it made one’s mouth water.
“Then shall we skip the massage and get to the main course?”
Daymond asked, as if waiting for permission, and Anne answered with a bashful nod.
Finally, the underwear was stripped away as if Daymond would tear it apart, exposing the swollen flesh that seemed about to burst. Just a light grazing of the hot tip over her opening sent a shallow shiver through her body.
Before Anne could even take a tense breath, the thick object entered in an instant. Daymond also let out a moan as his warm tip barely made its way into her velvety insides.
“Uh-uht. It’s too big.”
Anne tilted her head back, overwhelmed by the fullness. Daymond was undeniably large, seemingly too much even though she had grown accustomed to it. Despite being familiar with it, accommodating his substantial size wasn’t effortless, causing Anne to take a strained breath and furrow her forehead.
“Ease up slowly.”
Daymond, embracing Anne’s small body, gently caressed her skin with his lips. As he slowly pushed himself inside, the sticky inner walls clenched and clung to him.
Daymond pressed his body tightly against Anne’s and buried himself even deeper. The sensation of his manhood filling her space was electrifying that it was irreplaceable.
The Grand Duchess who looked elegant and noble to others, looked captivating like a wicked goddess inciting his desires in Daymond’s eyes. The fact that he was the only man who could witness the disheveled face of the elegant Anne filled him with immense pride.
Just as he teased the trembling insides, Anne’s facial expression changed. Reveling in Anne’s beauty, which surpassed any flower in bloom, made him feel his pillar harden to its limit.
“Ah! Aht! Uuht…, Daymond.”
The more Anne called him, Daymond thrust more vigorously inside her. Daymond’s rock-hard member was tightly embraced between her slender thighs. His eyebrows subtly twitched. The harsh breath echoed from the depths of his throat.
“Ha….”
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