"Yes, of course. My husband is so innocent that he didn’t think about that at all," she teased, and his face turned red.
"Let’s do it again tomorrow instead. You should get so rest," Ferdinand said, despite his hard-on, just because he didn’t want to seem like he only healed her just so they could do it again.
She chuckled even more at that, and he made a low growl in his throat.
"Arabella, that’s not-"
She kissed him to shut him up since he was about to make excuses again. And the explanation he wanted to say was quite long.
Ferdinand was wide-eyed at first but kissed her back and dominated instead. He nibbled on her lower lip too and did it a bit harder than usual to show his frustration and protest. It was also to give her so punishnt for shutting him up.
It felt good though.
He noticed she didn’t feel like she was getting punished at all and wrapped his arm tight around her waist and the other snaked to the back of her head.
She was wide-eyed when she realized what he was planning to do. But his kisses felt too good so she didn’t push him away.
And when she realized she needed to push him away, she no longer couldn’t. He was not setting her free.
"Mm...Mmph!"
She hit his shoulder when he didn’t stop kissing her even as it was getting hard to breathe because he was so intense. He only showed rcy when she hit his shoulder the tenth ti.
Arabella gasped for air and tried to catch her breath.
"You, anie!" she complained and glared at him as he seed to enjoy watching her like this.
"You started it." Ferdinand pretended to be innocent.
"Humph," she just gave him another glare.
"Now, go to sleep. You shouldn’t force your body," he acted all nice again after doing that to her.
’He’s so stubborn. Fine, let’s play.’
"Alright, then. Good night," she kissed him on the cheek, walked to the bed, and prepared herself to sleep as he had instructed. She hid herself under the covers, leaving nothing visible.
[She’s gone.] He didn’t like not being able to see anything, even her face.
Ferdinand stood there, speechless, with his boner still raring to go, especially after that intense kiss. He waited for her to show her face again and say sothing, but she didn’t.
[She’s really going to sleep?!]
’See. He was expecting to soothe him even though he told to sleep,’ she stopped herself from giggling.
He didn’t really want her to go to sleep. He thought she would say sothing about why he was asking her to sleep when they had agreed to go for round two.
[Then, what am I going to do with this lively thing? I’m still too hyped to sleep.]
Arabella uncovered her face and ’innocently’ said, "Ferdinand, what are you doing there? Aren’t we going to sleep now?"
She only focused on his face and did not dare glance at his erection. She patted the space beside her, and Ferdinand had a very conflicted expression on his face.
[We will just sleep after all that hype?] He stared at her without a word.
Arabella was already feeling bad, but he was the one who told her to sleep. She wanted to see how what he would do.
[No, wait. She can hear my thoughts. She’s playing with .] He finally realized.
"Alright let’s go to sleep," Ferdinand slipped into the covers too, and lay beside her. His boner was screaming for attention at how it made a visible bulge on the sheets.
Arabella closed her eyes and didn’t do anything, pretending to not have noticed. Ferdinand did the sa.
One minute passed. Two. Three.
[She’s too silent and her breathing is getting even. Don’t tell she’s really going to sleep?] Ferdinand turned to her. [If I don’t do anything, she would really fall asleep at this rate.]
She could feel his puzzled gaze even with her eyes closed but continued her act.
"Arabella," he tried to call out.
She remained silent.
"Arabella."
There was a hint of confusion in his voice.
[She said we could even go for round three. Why is she really trying to sleep? Or did she not notice I’m already, hard?]
He scooted closer until their bodies were just an inch apart. He wrapped an arm around her waist and let his hard-on touch her hip. It was hot and raring to go, but she did her best not to react.
"Arabella," he called out again.
It was riddled with impatience and frustration this ti.
[You can hear , right?] He rubbed her waist, calling for attention, but she still did not react.
"Fine. Let’s sleep," he removed the covers and threw them sowhere. He seed to have reached his limit and hovered on top of her.
Arabella finally opened her eyes.
"Ferdinand, I thought we were going to sleep?" she said with a neutral expression. It made him purse his lips.
"Yes, we are. We will sleep together," he said vengefully and attacked her neck with kisses. His hands went to her chest.
"Ferdinand, you shouldn’t disturb soone who’s sleeping."
"What are you talking about? We are sleeping together, aren’t we?" He changed the aning of the sleep he was referring to and sucked at her breast to work her up. He knew by now that lavishing her breasts turns her on.
She bit her lip to stop a moan.
"You told to sleep and rest since we will do it again tomorrow instead, why are you disturbing now?’ she said, pretending not to understand that he wanted to change the aning of his words before.
Ferdinand gripped her other breast tightly in frustration and bit her nipple. She bit her index to stop her moans, so none ca out.
It made Ferdinand frown since she usually couldn’t help her moans from escaping her when he does that.
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