If I Disobey the Duke

kirt 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…”