It Seems Like The Infamous Trash Can is Right Here! - Chapter 179
That was all I ever wanted. Him.
‘Lionel, Lionel…’
As I swallowed his saliva and felt him take mine, my breath came in ragged bursts, and the dizziness from it left my head spinning.
Every time a wave of pleasure crashed over me, my vision flared white and my mind blanked in fractured flashes.
“Haah… nn… mm…”
I couldn’t even stand on one leg properly. Reaching behind me, I clung to his shoulder just to keep myself upright.
The slick mess overflowing from inside dripped between our bodies and trailed down my thigh.
Some of it splattered directly to the floor in wet plops.
As my inner walls kept fluttering from small, successive peaks, Lionel finally lost all restraint.
His slow movements turned rough.
He thrust so hard my heels lifted from the floor, pulling back, and slamming back in. Again and again.
The shorter the interval between thrusts, the more ragged his breathing grew. When he sank his teeth into my nape, unable to hold back his desire, I let out something between a scream and a moan.
“Ah…!”
When the pleasure that had been steadily building finally burst, I trembled uncontrollably. He too twitched violently as he poured himself deep into me.
My vision turned pure white, my mind went completely blank.
We stayed like that for a long while, locked together, catching our breath. As the haze lifted, the afterglow of euphoria slowly ebbed from our bodies.
Suddenly, a droplet of sweat slid down from his chin and rolled across my chest.
At the same time, a knock came from the other side of the door.
“Your Grace, the carriage is ready.”
It was Cale’s voice, announcing the departure time.
The sound snapped me back to reality, like waking from a dream.
“Ah—what do we do…!”
“Should I just not go, after all?”
He still had his arms wrapped around my waist, face nuzzling against my neck. Pushing him away like that wasn’t easy.
But I couldn’t be the one to keep Lionel from his duties before our wedding even happened. I hurried him along to get ready.
His shirt and trousers… well, those had to be changed. He hadn’t sweat too much, so we just dabbed it off with a handkerchief.
There wasn’t enough time for a full wash, so I did the same for his lower half.
His c**k, still half-hard and leaking, kept trying to spring free from his drawers. He gritted his teeth and shoved it back down.
‘S-sorry… I’ll make it up to you later…’
After quickly finishing his preparations with my help, he stood before me, the Lionel I adored so much, the dazzling Duke of Luanax in full formal regalia.
But perhaps because the heat of our passion still clung to him, his eyes were faintly flushed, lips red and swollen, his expression languid and dazed.
Watching him prepare to go out looking so sensual made my chest tighten. I could already picture every woman in the world throwing themselves at him.
Especially the youngest princess, Dana. The way she’d stared at Lionel at the palace was obsessively, hungrily.
As I fretted, fidgeting nervously, Lionel paused mid-stride. He turned, then walked back and lifted me into his arms.
“……?”
“You’re too beautiful today. I can’t leave you alone. Don’t leave this room until I return. Rest, sleep. I’ll have food brought to the parlor. If you’re hungry, eat. Then sleep again.”
Wait… what kind of order to be lazy was that…?
“Please, Serenia. There are too many beasts lurking in this mansion. I’m terrified they’ll lay eyes on you. I’ll return faster than ever before, okay?”
He wouldn’t leave unless I answered, so I gave a reluctant nod.
Only then did he smile, relieved, tucking the blanket up to my chin.
“Thank you. I’ll be back soon.”
