The Sinful Young Master

Well, she'd said she wanted to be corrected if she displeased him, but that was close enough.

She didn't know what to say to him.

Liliana rubbed at her breast with her arm's underside.

His lips swiped around her belly again.

Then he moved up, his fingertips moving with him, drawing little pathways against her flesh. He traced some of her ribs. One of his knees seemed to press on a spot in the mattress between her thighs.

Liliana didn't fully know why, but she tried to close her legs, rubbing her thighs and groin against the hot skin and almost prickly body hair. Her teeth gnashed as the strange feeling had her blushing all over. She didn't have to see herself to know she was blushing. She felt the heat throbbing, in her hands, in her ears, and certainly in the most womanly parts that enjoyed the hair's texture.

Her hips rocked a little.

That made it even better!

Lorryll laughed into her throat. Then he put a short, but wet kiss there and said in a teasing way, "I think the wifey likes me."

Most certainly not!!

A whiny, broken noise sounded in Liliana's throat.

And, likely just to bother her, he moved his leg a bit, putting more stimulation on her hot labia and fascinated little clitoris. Liliana put a fist to her lips and groaned even as mucus trickled out of her and was smeared about. Her nose felt overburdened by her quick breathing.

His voice was still playful but low. "Oh?" Another stroke of his tongue, this time in a diagonal line up her neck. "You don't like me? Not even by a whit?" One of his hands took her hip. "Fine. You don't need to."

She felt him adjust her position. She couldn't feel his leg between hers anymore.

She gave a tiny whine.

He seemed to be kneeling before her. One of his hands took her ankle and guided her leg up against a good portion of his body. Her foot rotated. There was some popping in that ankle.

His other hand slid down all the way to her thigh, then lower.

Ah, here was something Liliana expected!

His middle finger spread the labia apart, and it sunk in, easily lubricated by her juices. Liliana flexed and moaned. That responsive little patch inside her channel contracted. A stretching kind of pleasure flowed out. When his fingertip made a little swirling motion, Liliana cooed. Another finger slid in, and then Liliana was certain those two digits were moving apart.

Was he stretching her ... wasn't that good? It certainly felt good. Damn good.

He was crooning down to her. She almost didn't hear him. She wasn't giving his voice much attention.

The fingers left. They were on her thigh, moving that leg up to match its sister.

He was... looming over... as if he wanted to cover her...

Her feet were put back on the mattress, her legs bent.

"A-ahh!"

Liliana experienced a little moment of shock. The feeling between her legs was so tight it felt like she could snap. Her nose couldn't take in all the breaths she made. Her mouth had to do most of the work. Her toes curled so hard that they picked up tiny portions of the blanket. Her thighs quivered. In fact, one of the man's hands clasped her thigh in what might've been an attempt to calm her. There wasn't much success.

She heard him whisper so hoarsely, "You're not going to die."

Right...

She forced her mouth shut and put her breath through her nose. She silently told her arrogant muscles that they needed to stop overreacting. Perhaps that mostly worked. Her chest moved more calmly. Her feet relaxed.

No. He didn't want her dead. Stop acting like a child. This was how the world functioned. This was meant to be. Actually, this was a good thing.

One of her hands moved up to the chest above her. The palm met warm body hair. A quick brush of a motion, and she put her hand back down at her side. Liliana didn't know why she did that.

He was in her. That was how it was.

It was thick and far reaching. Liliana had no experience in this matter. She couldn't know if this erection was any larger or smaller than an average size. She didn't know what the average size was. Yet for her own, untried little space, this was certainly a huge thing.

There was an involuntary little spasm in her body, which no doubt was felt by the erection. Lorryll groaned. Liliana heard his hands move to each side of her, likely with support from his arms. His fingers clawed at the blanket. She knew it because she heard that too.

He pulled his hips back, dragging the erection back too.

The tip wasn't quite out when he pushed back in.

Liliana gasped.

He inhaled.

He repeated the movement.

Liliana gasped again.

He exhaled...

And truly began.

Every thrust was quick. Liliana felt the force even on her legs and thighs. Her whole body was rocking with it.

And she ... liked it?