Derrick’s teeth, like fangs, dug into the soft skin. When Judith let out a soft moan, his soft tongue slid over the bite marks, as if soothing. Gradually, the white skin beca moist with saliva. The devil’s eyes were burning her, getting darker and darker. With each passing second, Derrick pressed his tongue harder and harder on his wife’s erogenous zones, teasing. Judith looked at him anxiously and grimaced. At so point, the demon’s thumb touched his wife’s lips.
«Just don’t bite them,» Judith said as Derrick approached her.
Often he bit them-sotis intentionally, sotis accidentally, out of a passion that could not be contained.
Judith still couldn’t figure out if she was talking to him like that of her own free will. Or he forced it with his magic. Derrick rubbed his nose against hers, then ran his finger over her silky lips again. Judith, exhausted with emotions and desire, involuntarily sucked a long finger, which caused a fire to flash in the demon’s blood-stained eyes.
«Lick it.»
Judith gently moved her tongue and touched his finger, obeying every word of her husband, as if her brain had been out all this ti, and she had turned into a puppet. Despite the fact that it was only a finger, it seed very hard, which created the illusion that she was licking her penis.
From a strange imagination and the representation of erotic scenes, her lower abdon and legs trembled. Derrick was twirling his finger in his mouth like it was a lollipop. Saliva flowed out of his mouth, which beca too much. Derrick said in a low voice, wiping his finger on her chin and lips, making them even wetter:
«I want to lick and suck your lips.»
He was so close that Judith felt a shiver run down her spine. His breath tickled her lips. While the Duchess sat motionless and did not respond to the request, Derrick licked her upper lip. But this, of course, will not suit him… He decided to go further. Under the gentle pressure of the tongue, Judith’s mouth opened almost imdiately. Without missing a single milliter, the tip of the demon’s tongue licked everything around.
The sensation of sothing soft penetrating her was so exciting: Judith’s hair stood on end.
The Duchess involuntarily raised her hand. Not knowing what to do with her, she put her arms around her husband’s neck. Through the kiss, he grinned, which, of course, did not remain a secret for the girl. The husband’s hand slowly crawled to his buttocks. Judith imdiately stopped the kiss and grabbed Derrick’s hand.
«Derrick» she called to him. «You shouldn’t do it in a carriage… just kissing.»
The husband did not answer anything, just clung to the girl’s lips again, wrapping his arms around her waist. He stroked her back with the sa enthusiasm, as if he had found a corner of an oasis in the desert and was grabbing it with all his strength. It seed that this was not a simple desire to satisfy hunger, but sothing more.
This pace knocked Judith out of the rut, which caused her to start scratching and biting. Even today, she kept squeezing his neck, feeling the warmth spreading through her body. Derrick, noticing this, stubbornly accelerated.
At such monts, Judith was really interested – what exactly does she sll like? How’s the chocolate? Flowers? And why does she intoxicate Derrick so much?
The man looked like a beautiful lustful snake. The breaths of the two mixed, and the hearts beat with the greatest speed in unison. Tongues penetrated each other’s mouths. Suddenly there was the sound of a carriage stopping, which made Judith tremble as if burned, but the couple did not stop the kiss.
«Master, we have arrived,» ca the voice of the coachman, who always announced their arrival.
The carriage had stopped a long ti ago, but the couple was still sitting inside and did not seem to be going to get out. The coachman, not quite understanding what was happening, knocked on the door. Judith shoved Derrick in the chest, embarrassed. No matter how good it was for them, they had already arrived and it was worth getting out. Besides, it’s not even a bedroom, so apart from a kiss, nothing could have happened here.
Judith wiped her lips with the back of her hand, wiping away the saliva.
«Well… I’m looking forward to the evening,» he kissed her again, then with a light movent he got out of the carriage. Derrick did it so gracefully and quickly, like the wind. Then he stopped and stretched out his hand to help his wife. But Judith didn’t want to go out at all.
After she finally descended to the ground, the butler clarified:
«Mada, is everything all right?»
«Yes,» she nodded.
«Then I can order and serve dinner» the man smiled.
Judith shuddered.
«Oh, no, thank you. I have no appetite.»
After eting with Sylvia and the Emperor, she really didn’t have the slightest desire to eat or do anything. She seed to have no energy left at all.
«Yes? But I have received a ssage from the Marquis of Lipis, he will visit us in an hour…»
«What?» the girl even raised her voice in surprise. «Why again…»
The butler looked unperturbed, thinking that Judith had forgotten the report.
«Is today already the sa day?» once a month, Vincent Lipis visits the Ducal family. And this day ca very unexpectedly. At the beginning of the marriage, these periodic visits were absent, most likely he thought that he would interfere with the honeymoon. However, Vincen regularly sent letters, and later began to visit his family.
While the heirs were studying economics, Judith was trained in order to beco the perfect bride. That is why, when Derrick fell ill, the Duchess, who does not know either business or how to conduct political affairs and economy, needed a firm helping hand. She had two professional managers who could replace her husband for a while, but the girl still analyzed the work done to make a final decision.
It was difficult. Then my brother, Vincent, who owned an art house, volunteered to help.
«In an hour?»
«Yes,» said the butler.
In fact, she just wanted to send him back. Moreover, her brother’s help was no longer needed, but she could not, because she was obliged to observe decency. Judy gave all the necessary instructions to the butler and turned to Derrick.
«Who is he?» — the husband asked.
«My brother» she said, entering the mansion. Vincent hasn’t seen Derrick yet, even though he ca over the other day. Then the spouse was busy with sothing and I just can’t et him. But Judith’s brother already knew about the miraculous resurrection and mory loss.
The Duchess took a deep breath and thought that she wanted the day to end as soon as possible.
The gate opened, and a carriage made of brown wood quickly approached the mansion. The green flag hanging on the side of the carriage was elegantly embroidered with a butterfly that was entangled in a vine. When the flag was flying, the butterfly seed alive – as if it was still breathing.
Vincent is her brother. But when they t, she did not leave the feeling that her parents were standing in front of her. Just as cruel. Soon, the carriage door opened, and a man with silver hair, who looked too much like Judith, got out.
«Welco back, brother,» she smiled, looking at him. She was too tired from the day to squeeze out another word of greeting or another smile.
Last ti, Vincent arrived so unexpectedly that he almost caught them kissing. And this ti, when Judith thought about it, her heart fluttered.
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