Refusing Your Ex-Husband’s Obsession: A Guide - Side Story 3 - 🔞

Side Story 3

Translator: Yonnee

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Gently probing with his fingers, he slowly lifted his gaze, revealing such blatant desire. As he withdrew, the sensation of his fingers leaving me made it impossible to hold back a moan, and I inadvertently lost strength in my legs.

However, my feet never touched the bed. His large hands firmly supported my thighs, spreading them wide. My hips slightly lifted, my body arched, and his member, engorged and twitching as if alive, came into view.

“Huu, looks like this guy likes you too.”

He teased with a sly grin, eliciting my disbelief.

I gave him an incredulous look, but he gently pressed his body against mine. Folded in half, my chest pressed against my legs, he skillfully gathered and targeted a specific spot.

“You’re adorable,” he murmured.

“W-What?”

I gasped as he tweaked my nipples and plunged in swiftly before I could react.

With our lower bodies fiercely joined, a familiar yet always novel sensation gripped us both. I clung to his shoulders, struggling not to unconsciously unleash my guiding, but it was inevitable. After all these years of guiding him, being asked to stop was challenging.

After we married, he only requested to halt guiding during our intimate moments. I understood why he made such a request.

Ciel wanted to know me and only me.

“Haa, Honey… I had no idea feeling only you could be this delightful. Not as an Esper and a Guide, but just you and me, focusing solely on our senses together…”

“Ahh, Ciel.”

“Do you like this spot?”

He delved even deeper, movements more intense than usual. Each time he hit a particular spot, I could feel my inner walls pulsating, my face flushing with heat.

He must have noticed my reaction, smirking as he watched me closely, indulging in his whims. Sometimes he’d deliberately tease, moving slowly, then boldly opening my legs to show how deeply he entered.

The sight of his massive form disappearing entirely before re-emerging again felt almost like witnessing the mysteries of the human body.

Unable to watch any longer, I closed my eyes, and he intensified his thrusts. The obscene sounds of our union filled the room.

“Ah, it’s a flood here, isn’t it?”

“……”

His frankness about his feelings was admirable, but in moments like this, when he asked such blatantly direct questions while stirring my insides, I had no answers to give. All I could offer were moans. He murmured to me, his voice dripping with lust.

“Ahh, it feels like you’re completely sucking me in. Mmh, I’m scared you just might kill me like this…”

His movements became more erratic, his breathing rougher. It felt as though a wild beast was upon me. Beneath him, I moved in sync, gasping for air and clutching at his shoulders.

In an overwhelming wave of pleasure, I scratched his back, dizzy with the intensity. The act of exploring each other’s bodies without guiding was addictive, utterly uncontrollable.

My legs trembled with the sensation, like teetering on the edge of a cliff, desperately clinging to him. While I floundered in a sea of pleasure alone, he stood still, towering above.

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Ciel was utterly enchanted by Irene clinging to him, senses lost to the wind. Holding her delicate, flailing body firmly in his arms, he hugged her even tighter.

There wasn’t a spot on her body that wasn’t feverishly hot, especially the slippery and wet areas that seemed to have surpassed their limits.

His breath grew ragged with desire, a primal urge surging within him to ravage her completely.

So, he succumbed to his desires.