Villainous Husband, the One You’re Obsessed With is Over There Chapter 19.2

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When I placed my hand on his shoulder in surprise, I quickly turned back, reminding myself that he did not like being touched.

As my waist bent back as if I was about to fall, he wrapped one arm around my waist and supported the back of my head with the other. It was a kiss as if I was being swallowed up by Raniero Actilus. He would not even allow to turn my head to make up for my lack of breath.

Though I tried to fall away for a mont, without fail, he scooped up again. He bit my lips, already ssed up by his saliva, opened them up again before pressing his tongue and rubbing the roof of my mouth.

I wanted to stop the sounds coming from the tip of my tongue that stimulated the sensitive places I wanted to hide.

"Huee…"

It was only after I let out a sound as though I was crying that Raniero fell from my lips. His lips glistened under the light as he gazed down at .

Seeing that, my face turned bright red.

"Not only are you like this, but you're also slow to learn."

It was not his tongue that squird into my lips this ti. Instead, long, pointed index and middle fingers gently rubbed over my tongue.

"I know exactly where you like…"

As if to prove it, he rubbed his fingertips one after the other on the side of my tongue and the ridge of the roof of my mouth, then pressed them gently. I trembled, trying my best not to accidentally bite his fingers.

"But, you still don't know anything about my body."

He did not even give a chance to learn.

…I an, I am always being pushed and distracted most of the ti.

Still holding my waist, his hands moved skillfully to untie the slip knot. A soft cloth brushed against my skin and fell to the floor.

Raniero saw my face and smiled silently.

The next mont, a large, pretty hand covered my eyes. As always, I obeyed him and waited for his next move.

However…

He dressed again.

'Ah, this… What is this?'

It was a different texture from the one he took off a while ago.

Raniero hugged and tied the ribbons on my back one by one. Monts later, he placed his chin on my shoulder and whispered in my ear. My ears felt quite sensitive because of that.

"I know what you expected. I'm sorry, too… "

Wh, what did I expect…?!

Raniero stepped away from a couple of steps, and only then did I glance down to see what he was putting on .

"Oh, this is…"

It was a dress made by stacking dozens of layers of fabric thinner than butterfly wings, dyed in pale teal blue and viridian. The inner fabric barely covers the thighs at best, though it stretches longer as it cos to the outer fabric.

As you walk, at first glance, the silhouette of the calf would be reflected.

Your Majesty, I an… he is good at not only taking off clothes, but also putting them on. Is he intending to not show humanity only in nursing care…?

"It goes well with the color of your hair."

Uttering so, Raniero took a few strands of my ruffled hair and fumbled them around. I looked around without realizing it. The thin and light fabric fluttered even in the slightest wind.

"It's beautiful… Thank you."

The fabric felt very soft when I touched it.

The price of this dress must be enormous for a garnt made by hand-woven from such a thin and soft fabric…

Raniero reached out his hand and adjusted the dress.

"Like this, it was said to be worn with nothing underneath."

He grabbed my hand and led to the mirror. The dress shimred with every step I took. Although I did not wear underwear, there was no revealing or protruding part except for a few calves, so I did not feel sensual.

"Yes… I will tell the maids."

What accessories would go well with this? If not, I would have to buy it…

Just as I was pondering, Raniero hugged from behind.

His cold lips touched the nape of my neck. He whispered, biting my skin as if he was crushing my skin with his front teeth.

"The dress is a present for you to wear at the sumr solstice festival banquet."

Glup.

Without realizing it, dry saliva went down my throat. If it were the banquet, it would definitely be held in…

"If you were to die in the hunting ground, this would be an ownerless garnt."

His smile crept up my neck.

Nervous, I glanced at myself in the mirror.

I looked prettier in the clothes he gave than on the wedding day…

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