Lady Devil - Chapter 227

Johannes’s downcast gaze suddenly flicked up to meet my eyes. His shoulders heaving as he panted, his eyes showed disbelief at the situation before him, at his lover’s bold provocation.

I saw his smooth Adam’s apple bob once beneath his closed mouth. That reaction was thrillingly intense to me. After hesitating, he approached me. His trembling fingertips came closer, closer, searching for me.

I had tied several silk threads to the ring. The long braided white tail was left outside my clothes after being tightly knotted. So that anyone could pull it out anytime, if desired. Johannes’s fingers, now tracing my thigh, quickly caught hold of that thread I had secretly prepared, my heart pounding wildly at this first-ever act. At that moment, ah…

A long-held breath escaped briefly between Johannes’s lips. That sound, unable to fully conceal a deep tremor, seemed to me like the clear exclamation of an infatuated boy.

Johannes came and lay down on top of me, covering my upper body sprawled on the chair. Marking each space in the air, one by one. His visibly tense gaze wandered and curved long at a distance close enough to almost touch my face. With an expression of barely contained adoration for me spreading across his entire face, he gently bit my lip and whispered.

“Did you… do this yourself?”

His hand below pressed and rubbed my thigh. The shape of the thread could be clearly felt between our touching skin. I nodded my head vigorously like a child while repeatedly receiving his light kisses.

In one corner of my satisfyingly swollen chest. There was an unquenched thirst, and a frantic anticipation was fluttering noisily. I barely managed to stop the question about to burst forth by biting Johannes’s skin. How is it? Do you like it? Is it good…? Hm? Johannes.

Hurry and praise me.

“…Did it feel good?”

Johannes asked while rolling the knot. Yes. Yes…! I think I answered fervently while clinging to his lips. That. Even to my own ears, it was a voice melting from the top of my head down to the back of my throat. Somehow I felt embarrassed, but even that seemed like part of the ecstasy to me.

“What were you thinking, to do such a… naughty thing.”

Johannes’s breath was as rough and disorderly as mine as he asked pleasantly. His exhales, tinged with laughter, were all thin and trembling irregularly. The jaw I held in my hand was hot as if burned all over. Perhaps from tension. His damp skin was even a bit moist. And, thump thump. Thump thump. Thump thump….

I still cannot distinguish now. Whose pulse it was that was pounding strongly under my ring finger touching his nape. I suddenly felt something strange. At that moment I was startled from my core, and had to swallow back tears of surprise with a gasp.. As if a burning lump was buried beneath my breastbone.

“You…!”

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