You Think I Won't Talk? Chapter 300

I let myself be kissed by this man. Sweetly in his little whispers that wanted to talk but couldn’t do it right since I wouldn’t reply.

"mph... My Lady... *smooch* you look... *smo~och* Mmm.. Beautiful... *peck*"

My other hand had co to caress his rough wrist, whose hand held my jaw so tenderly to continue to kiss .

The stroke on his hand made him stop for a mont and grazing his nose against mine, kinky took hold of it too, to whisper seductively before continuing to indulge in our craves.

"Haah... This way, my Lady."

Intensely looking into my eyes, he led near a thick tree, freeing his hands of their tangle with mine he lifted my face in hast as I leaned against this kind tree... to kiss much deeper, much more passionately than he has a little while ago.

"Lady Marianne... *lick* nh *slurp*... Oh, how I’ve missed you..."

The feel of his breath had drowsy and such dreamy things he continued to say had mad in ecstasy. So marvellously that I wished he would forget any limit I had placed upon us since I would forgive it all at this point.

"ah... n..." — I managed to emit, probably... Thankfully exciting him more with my weak voice.

"Nh.. Ah... Lady... If I touch more of you... *smo~och*... Haah..." — Sucking on my lips he comnced, as breathless as I was. — "Will you hate it? mh? *kiss* Will you, my Lady?"

’haa... Never... which is truly annoying kinky...’ — I answered in an ecstatic shiver.

I had thought that friend-zoning him would help ... That distance would also aid my deepest to gain control and stability...

"..I.. ’ll.. not..."

But it all seems useless.

The heart... It’s too strong an obstacle that trips my own steps...

With my soft whisper, he listened. Understood it. And even then... He was careful... Delicate even... As his hands touched, feeling what I know he has been trying to feel before within respectful limits.

I loved it. How even though our heights were just right for a man and a woman, he would bend to feel my lips thoroughly. And this ti, contrary to the other encounters, his fingers wouldn’t remain restrained to my waist or countenance... But he would stroke more, with a greedy thumb that would send shivers up my tummy as it caressed my torso’s side... Timid to shalessly touch there... Where our breasts erged round underneath the clothes...

’Kinky... Mhmm... I won’t hate it...’

My hand which had completely relinquished to this daydream we were experiencing, sohow led him up, making my breast bulge to his thumb pushing it up from below as I returned his kisses, trying to open my mouth so he would kiss much deeper.

"Ah... My lady... You cannot do this to ..."

’Why...? Why can’t I...?’

I saw how his face blushed along mine... to then raise against the tree, making my hands do as they have been avoiding to all this ti in reality.

The wrap of my arms around his deliciously fragrant neck finally happened... While his body pushed into mine to keep up while his hands that had helped to lift ... At the sa ti discreetly felt my back and its upper sides... That gave birth to these breasts that are now smashed against him... So nicely at that...

"This ought... Nwhaa *smooch*..*lick*... To be another fantasy of mine..."

’nh! I hope so... Gosh... If you had fantasies about ...’

"mh... ah.... f.. hh.." — ’Although it’s dirty... I would be darn happy, kinky...’

My waist was firmly felt by his hand as I thought this. Not really sure of what to think about what was going on because my head was simply empty of thought.

The way things were turning out... It made doubt if this was real as it was so delectable. But it also made concerned... that... If this is the result of missing him this much...

’Why... My feelings... Mph...’

To think they would be triggered simply by leaving his ho... By having him far...

"Lady..."

’yes...’

I was lost in feeling him. Drowning on how finally... My tongue could taste his slippery intruder in my mouth.

"fuh.. hh..."

My hands stroked his lovely ears and I knew we were slowly lowering from the place he held us against. His body was against mine... So tough and dependably suffocating in its warmth... I simply...

All I could concentrate on was on feeling his touch, his closeness. Enormously happy because soon... In the following days, we would be at his palace again. Pacing around, eting him at night to practice... This ti as a re excuse to have his company.

However...

"....ah...?" — ’Huh?’

He... The man I had been kissing so entranced suddenly slipped my hands as if he had never been there.

’... Zeleskiaz?’ — My hand lowered and my eyes started looking for him, aghast that this truly could be a daydream of mine.

’where... Where is he...?’

I give a few steps, feeling weak already by how much I had felt his touch. But... Everywhere I looked... I couldn’t find him.

’It’s not true... No way...’ — My fingers ca to cover my lips that still felt warm from grazing with his relentless ones... And blush puffed instantly all over my face as started to think I was really going crazy now.

’Was I... Was I fantasizing about him?? So much it felt this real???’

"... n. o..." — ’It cannot be... I’m sure... I’m sure he was here... I can’t be this mad...’

"... Lady." — To the voice of a man, I turned quickly, hopeful that it would be him. But...

"It is ti to go back to the House."

"..."

My bodyguard, gentle and quiet as always... For the first ti felt annoying in my presence... And it wasn’t even his fault.

I know that my discontent could be lightly seen in my expression now. At least even a little.

Looking at the other side, the opposite one from where Vitor ca... I held my hands against my stomach, nervous, trying to find him sowhere he would let see him.

"Lady Marianne?"

’..... Sigh... I know... I’m going now.’

My heart was already aching. I felt teary... so vulnerable thinking that...

’I’m done for.’ — My heart is done for if I feel this powerfully for him.

My steps were out of energy, and I tried to avoid for the first ti looking at the kind nature that has been surrounding these days.

I ca to walk alongside Vitor, who held his arm up so I could find support in him.

His silence was much appreciated. And... I don’t know if it was because he has already seen enough to see through ... But his other hand ca to pat mine that held his arm twice, giving a simple and hushed glance before retrieving it to continue to walk back to the Forest House.