My Dear Grand Duke on a Leash - Chapter 70
Chapter 35.2 — Honeymoon Night (10)
“Okay. I’ll marry the Grand Duke, yes…”
Their lips overlapped.
As if expressing gratitude for permission, he touched and pressed down onto her soft flesh politely—a sweet berry scent mixed with the rugged, animal-like scent. The scent, reminiscent of oak-barreled wine, sent shivers down her spine.
He tilted his head further and sucked her lips several times, savoring it like candy, like a child who licked it for the first time before slightly setting his teeth on her lips. Then, when the tip of his tongue—velvety soft and warm—pressed firmly against her skin, the area where his saliva touched and the depths of her body became moist at the same time.
Even as her lips involuntarily parted in response to the tantalizing kiss, he never delved further. Her lower part tightened in response to the sensitive contact when the tip of his tongue would barely graze against hers.
The tension in her body melted languidly.
Unbeknownst to her, her toe that had been resting on his leg slid into his inner thigh without her realizing it. The tip of her toe lightly brushed against his. And then…
“…Ah!”
His face suddenly grew distant.
She didn’t even have time to wonder. It was because the kiss was over, and the feeling of my body floating in the air coincided almost simultaneously.
As he picked her up, she could feel the strong, thick arms around her waist and legs.
“Grand, Grand Duke!”
Her toes floundered in the air in surprise. Due to the sudden shift in the center of gravity, she had to cling desperately to the hem of his clothes to avoid falling. After barely regaining her balance, Riette could feel a breeze brushing against her cheek.
When she looked up, a sharp and masculine jawline came into view.
His lips were tightly pressed together, and his jaw muscles tensed as if he was holding something back to the limit as his neck stiffened. Even when she looked up at him from below, his expression was remarkably intense.
‘Where could he be heading to? So urgently…’
“Huh?”
Her eyes widened in surprise as she turned her head.
When did she traverse this long distance so quickly? That was her second question.
She could see a familiar limousine.
It was a royal limousine adorned with elegant silk ribbons, the same car used as her sister’s wedding car today. As soon as he approached the car, he lowered himself and forcefully swung open the passenger seat door before her body tilted steeply once again. Before she had a chance to panic, her rear settled on the passenger seat. She felt like she had completely sobered up.
“Grand Duke? This is my sister’s wedding car. Even though the wedding is over, we shouldn’t ride in it… heup!”
While gripping the car’s frame, he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. It was at an angle where no one could see her, hidden by his body and the passenger seat door.
“Uuhng, huuk, nngh…!“
He engulfed her like a wave in a storm.
His desire, which had been pressing down deep inside, seemed to have rushed out, tearing the surface to shreds. He showed no mercy to her inexperienced and innocent kisses. It seemed as if he had swept away his earlier self, the one who had been guiding and comforting a child.
While supporting her tilted head with his large hand, he tasted the tender flesh as he desired.
As he dug into her, explored and twined, when he sucked her into his mouth, a sticky noise reminiscent of copulation caressed her ears. He bit her lower lip as if provoking her to release the stifled moans, then sealed her mouth again as she struggled to draw in a breath. Her hand, clutching his shirt as if pushing away the dizziness in her head, rekindled the lust that had risen to the limit.
Cain grunted and pressed his struggling thigh down, slipping his hand through her dress and sweeping it up.
“Hngh…!”
A startled moan escaped her as he dug into her secret slit.
As he firmly pressed against her body and enfolded her cl*toris, Riette shuddered as if consumed by flames. It was a place that had never been touched by anyone—until recently, before he touched her and before she touched herself. She had only discovered the existence of this secret part and the wetness that was caused by the unusual tension within the past few days because of him.
Now, as a recently unveiled subject, the heat that seeped through the dress was already so wet enough to stick to the palm of his hand.
Cain held the back of her head tightly to prevent her from turning her head and escaping before his tongue plunged deep enough to make Riette let out a muffled moan. When the tip of his long tongue licked the wrinkles on the roof of her mouth, shivers ran down her spine.
“Hu…!”
Her eyes widened.
His hand slid down the excited bud, which was so aroused that her bloomers were soaked, making it cling to his entire palm.
Riette let out a gasping moan and arched her twitching back in response to the pleasure that made her head tingle. The palms were rough and hard, full of calluses. As his hand grasped and touched every inch of her bare skin, the sound of soft fabric being caressed mingled with the obscene noises.
And soon, his fingertips found their way through the gap in her clothes.
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