If I Disobey the Duke

A Class (1)

“Ungh! Hmm….”

His lips pressed into Lily’s, tongue sweetly probing into her mouth.

He tangled his head to deepen the kiss, then at some point she broke free but was swiftly chased back.

A strange sound escaped her throat when he licked the roof of her mouth. Passionate as it was, it was still a soft and gentle kiss.

Even his breath was like a caress.

Lily seemed to have become a sugar snack melting in his mouth.

He was persistent, wanting to savor everything thoroughly

The tension in her body dissipated. It felt like she was floating.

Her inner thighs twitched. Lily grabbed him by the collar.

At last, his face moved away and she could finally breathe fully, their lips glistening with each other’s saliva.

“Haa… ho.. ”

“That is a very satisfying… expression, Lily. I’ll keep in mind that you like that,” he whispered against her lips, low enough to set her nerves abuzz. “What do you want to do now? Be honest with me.”

Despite her shame and trepidation, she could feel her underwear grow wet.

The hand on his collar clenched. Her back was burning. Lily knew instinctively what she was beginning to expect.

If only a little bit, a little touch… I wish you’d eaten me as you’d eaten my lips…

Her face felt fit to explode from her own thoughts. A whimsical desire filled her throat, but she couldn’t get it past her mouth.

He pulled down the robe that wrapped around Lily’s shoulders.

The cold air engulfed her body.

“…I didn’t think you’d be able to talk already. I’ll help you one by one.”

He pulled Lily’s hand down between her legs.

“Oh, wait. What…!

As if he had expected Lily’s surprise, he grabbed hold of her waist with his other hand.

“Touch it for yourself. I’m studying your body.”

M-masturbation.

Lily’s neck burned a bright red up to the top of her head.

Rejection came one step ahead before she could feel pleasure as Lily reflexively shook her head.

“They said women shouldn’t do this.”

“My class is pretty strict. I won’t listen until I get what I want.” He pressed Lily’s hand over her underwear.

Lily had no choice but to keep her mouth shut. She felt her wetness seep through the cloth.

Contrary to the embarrassment, she could feel her core tighten.

“First, raise your skirt and take off your underwear first. I’ll keep an eye on you to see if you’re following me.” Her husband gently kissed her nape.

Goosebumps rose up on her back.

Lily bit her lower lip, lifted her skirt and put her underwear on her fingertips. Slowly, she pulled down her underwear. The area stained with sticky fluids almost clung to her.

She spread her legs on the desk. Her bare skin was exposed to the cold air, as if she was standing naked in the middle of the room.

It was difficult not to resent how her desire was stronger than ever when she could just pass out from the humiliation.

He must be looking at this disgusting figure. What’s his reaction? Is he standing or sitting whilst watching? Will he touch his own when I start?

She remembered his veiny, defined arms and hands. A huge hand could hold Lily’s head with ease.

Lily visualized those hands holding her open, touching her core, and was seized with excitement so intense that her throat felt dry, her nipples painful.

“Ah, how…?”

“Find where you take me in. Recall how I touched you…” His voice cracked.

Her nerves swelled at the obvious passion.

Lily’s slender fingertips swept down her flat belly and touched herself.

She noticed that the skin under her pubic hair was also quite sensitive. What she was doing felt blasphemous.

Her fingertips touched the place where the wetness was most concentrated. “Ah…” A small moan erupted at the unfamiliar feeling.  Her slit was hot to the touch, soft and drenched. It was an odd sensation.

Lily naturally thought of his shaft penetrating her. She remembered the mind-shattering pleasure. How ruthlessly he had conquered her. Even his shape.

Just thinking about it gave her a headache. She drenched the desk.

“Put yourself in… and show me how your beautiful fingers pierce your flesh, Lily.”

Her body trembled. Lily pushed her finger further inside herself as if possessed by his command. “Hnngh… haa….”

It was as if all her strength had fled to her core. Her probing finger was swallowed up within her tightness.

She remembered his hand. Pressing, stretching, and shoving.

Lily tried to imitate those movements, her unoccupied hand bracing herself.

She tried to reach a pleasurable place, but she couldn’t get into it as deeply as she wanted. It was clear that the area she wanted to touch was beyond the reach of her delicate fingers. The lewd sounds echoed.

“Ahhnggh, ah…”