Chapter 52: lissa’s Visit ( 18)
The bedroom assigned to
was spacious, with a high ceiling adorned with golden moldings and a thick carpet that completely absorbed the sound of footsteps. I slowly walked around the room, hands clasped behind my back, inspecting the place.
Two large windows overlooked the nightti garden. The space was furnished with an imposing wardrobe, a mahogany desk, and a wide canopy bed that occupied the center of the room.
Karlton must have racked his brain to offer
his finest bedroom, I thought with inner contempt. This old pig probably believes he can impress
with this gaudiness.
I removed my jacket and carefully placed it on the back of a chair. As I was sitting on the edge of the mattress to unlace my boots, there was a soft knock at the door. Three discreet, almost hesitant knocks.
"Enter."
The door opened without a creak.
It was lissa.
She stood in the doorway, silhouetted by the dim light from the hallway. She wore a white muslin nightgown, so fine it was almost translucent. The damp fabric clung to her skin, molding every curve of her body. Her mid-length brown hair fell in soft waves over her bare shoulders. Her large blue eyes shone with poorly concealed anxiety.
Her breasts, an E cup, were heavy and full, stretching the fabric to the point that the shape of her pink areolas was clearly visible. Her generous hips and a slightly rounded belly completed her voluptuous figure. It was a carnal beauty, offered.
She closed the door behind her and remained for a mont leaning against the wood, as if drawing courage from its solidity.
"I... may I co in?" she asked in a soft, almost childish voice.
I gestured for her to advance, a polite smile on my lips.
"Of course. Who am I to refuse the visit of such a beautiful woman?"
She approached, barefoot on the thick carpet, and stopped two steps from . Her fingers kept twisting the hem of her nightgown.
"I wanted... to welco you. Officially." She lifted her chin and attempted a smile she wanted to be seductive. "After all, I am the legitimate daughter of this house. It is my duty to ensure that a guest of your rank feels... welcod."
I let her speak, amused by her attempt at seduction.
She really believes I ca here for her, I thought. She imagines I will fall into her nets like all the others.
I stood slowly and took a step toward her. She held her breath.
"You are very beautiful, lissa," I said in a low and calm voice.
Her cheeks flushed. She lowered her eyes for a mont before looking at
again, with more assurance this ti.
"Do you really think so?"
I nodded slowly and brushed a strand of her hair with my fingertips.
"When you co knocking at my door in such light attire, I’m afraid I won’t be able to contain myself much longer."
Encouraged by my words, she moved closer until her breasts brushed my chest. She then sat on the edge of the bed, very close to .
"You know... many people say that you and I... we would make a remarkable couple. A marriage between our two houses would arrange many things."
’Who? You an your father?’ I thought, while maintaining my smile.
She placed a trembling hand on my knee.
I smiled more widely.
"A marriage, really?"
She nodded fervently and leaned toward . Before I could add anything, her lips t mine.
The first kiss was a slow exploration, timid then increasingly pressing. Her lips tasted of honey and sweet wine, slightly sticky. I let her lead, responded just enough for her to feel desired, my hands placed flat on the curves of her waist.
"Mmmh..."
She moaned softly against my mouth, pressing her entire body against mine. Her breasts crushed against my chest were burning, heavy, their weight palpable even through our clothes.
I slid a hand down her back, following the ridge of her spine to the firm curve of her buttocks. I pressed her against my lower abdon.
"Haaah..."
She gasped, her warm breath on my cheek, surprised and excited at once.
"Lord Paragon..." she murmured, her voice already breathless.
I gently tipped her onto the mattress. She lay on her back, arms thrown above her head, in a posture of total surrender. The fabric of her nightgown rode up her thighs, revealing the pale skin of her hips and the dark shadow between her legs. She wore nothing underneath.
I knelt between her spread legs, taking the ti to detail her. Her chest rose quickly, the tips of her breasts already hard and prominent under the transparent muslin.
I slowly placed my hands on her hips, then moved up to grasp her breasts. They were heavy and warm, overflowing widely from my palms. I kneaded them slowly, feeling the firmness of the muscle tissue under the soft skin.
"Aahn..."
She moaned louder, longer, when I gently pinched the hardened nipples between my thumbs and index fingers.
Then I lowered my head and took one breast in my mouth through the fabric. The muslin imdiately beca wet with my saliva, sticking to her skin. I nibbled lightly on the hardened tip, sucked, tasting the slight salty flavor of her sweat through the cotton.
"Ooh... Kaiser..."
lissa arched her back, a violent shiver running through her body. Her fingers sank into my hair, holding
against her.
I moved to the other breast, devouring it with the sa deliberate slowness, while my free hand descended between her thighs. The skin of her inner thighs was surprisingly soft.
My fingers encountered the coarse hair of her pubic mound, then easily slid into the wet heat between her already swollen lips. I found her clit, hard and sensitive, and began to caress it in slow and regular circles.
"Haaa!!! Fuck!"
She arched violently, a muffled cry bursting from the back of her throat. Her hips lifted, seeking the pressure of my hand.
I raised my head, looked her straight in her eyes drowned in pleasure. Her breathing was jerky, her mouth parted.
"Are you sure you want this?" I asked, my voice hoarser than I intended.
She nodded frantically, her fingers gripping the sheets.
"Yes... yes, please... Don’t stop..."
With a slow movent, I grasped the hem of her nightgown and delicately pulled it over her head. The fabric slid over her skin with a light rustle. She was now entirely naked, lying on the rumpled sheets.
The light outlined the curves of her body: her heavy and pale breasts softly falling to her sides, nipples erect and hardened. Her slightly rounded belly followed the slope of her wide hips. Between her spread thighs, her dark and curly pubic hair glistened with wetness.
"Mmmh... Look at you..." I murmured.
She blushed slightly, but her gaze remained hooked on mine, full of challenge and desire.
I stood and undressed in turn, taking my ti. First my shirt, then my pants. My cock, already stiff and erect, sprang free. The skin was stretched and glistening at its tip.
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