Chapter 69

“……”

Just as Lea had sensed, Owen did not look particularly pleased at those words. The narrowed green eyes shot a sharp look at her.

“That sounds like you’re saying you’ve paid for one before.”

There was something more sinister and more heated than irritation in his words. Lea shook her head quickly. She had never paid for a male pr*stitute.

“No! I just saw them around……”

“You judge whether someone is arrogant or not based on just seeing them around?”

A disbelieving scoff came back. Lea looked straight at Owen and said, “Then have you paid for a real pr*stitute, since you keep calling Garrick Beverfield one?”

“……”

Owen was not displeased or irritated by that question. He was genuinely at a loss for words. Lea was blinking and waiting for his answer. Her slightly blank grey eyes were the same as always. He looked for sarcasm or mockery in them and found nothing but sincere curiosity.

In other words, Lea was quite simply asking her own husband, without any particular thought behind it, whether he had ever paid for a pr*stitute.

The absurdity outweighed the displeasure. Owen straightened up from where he had been leaning toward Lea. Lea thought that might be the end of things for tonight, but Owen instead lay back himself.

“Then you, who knows so much about pr*stitutes, can show me how the real ones do it.”

‘No, I don’t know them that well.’ Before Lea could say it, Owen, lying on the floor, grabbed her by the waist and lifted her up. Her arms shot forward reflexively to catch herself, landing against his chest.

“Ah……!”

The heavy sensation between her spread legs made Lea’s face go red. Owen looked up at Lea, who was now straddling him. Her rounded br*asts above her slim stomach shifted slightly downward and swayed with each breath. Her hair, which the maids had neatly braided that morning, had come half undone and hung loose at the back of her neck. In this position for the first time, Lea swayed uncertainly on top of Owen. He blinked slowly at the sensation of contact through a single layer of fabric and took out his c*ck.

Already fully hard, it pressed against Lea’s p*ssy. The sensation reaching her through her lower belly made her face go redder. The veins standing along the shaft were visible, and fl*id seeped from the tip and touched her lower stomach.

Her eyes went hazy with pleasure she already knew. Her lower belly tightened and her spine trembled faintly. Owen slowly rubbed his c*ck against her p*ssy. Each time he gripped her hips and moved them gently, the thick shaft pressed between her l*bia and made a slick sound. When it rubbed near her cl*t Lea whimpered, and Owen could feel her hips shifting forward subtly, responding to him, as he held her in place.

“Mmhh, mm…… ah……!”

After a while of that, the wet sounds grew thicker and more viscous. The fl*id at the tip of Owen’s c*ck and the slick fl*id Lea had produced mixed together, and his c*ck slid against her p*ssy. Each time the position made Lea’s hips tilt slightly forward, Owen could see her swollen, flushed entrance parting and closing. He watched that lewd sight, then tilted his head back and let out a low sound. Watching Lea flushed and panting, rocking her hips on top of him, was quite satisfying, but the friction alone only kept teasing at his spine without resolving the desire that could not be settled by rubbing. Lea, however, showed no sign of lifting herself and taking him inside on her own. Owen finally raised Lea’s hips slightly and brought the tip of his c*ck to her entrance, which was wet and working.

“Ahh, ah……!”

The entrance, already soaked and moving, parted without difficulty once the head pushed in, and he slid inside in one motion. It was a sensation she had taken in countless times, but when the insertion was complete Lea shivered lightly. The feeling of something thick and long filling her narrow passage always gave her a small shock. Owen let out a satisfied exhale at the sensation of her ridged inner walls parting around his c*ck.

“Mmh, uh, ah…… w, wait……!”

The c*ck pushed deeper because of the position, and the fingertips Lea had braced against Owen’s body curled and trembled. When he experimentally lifted her slightly, Lea gasped and said urgently. It was too deep. The c*ck, pushed deeper by her weight, was pressing against a part that was not yet accustomed to it. With something already large lodged in the back of her passage, even the slightest movement made her vision swim. She wanted to straighten her body but could not manage it, so she stayed bent slightly toward Owen and whimpered.

Owen was impatient watching Lea just catch her breath while impaled on him, but he also wanted to watch a little longer. He gripped her hips and slowly thr*st upward. Lea let out a sobbing cry.

“My lady. Go ahead and move however feels good.”

Owen said it with a smile in his eyes. When Lea looked straight at him at the word my lady, Owen gave a very pleasant smile and said smoothly, “What? Don’t you like my lady? Shall I call you master instead?”

“O, Owen……”

Owen playing at being a pr*stitute and the title he had used made Lea’s face flush as deeply as it could go. She opened her lips to protest, but Owen pulled the hips he was holding forward and the sound became a cry. His c*ck had bent as it rubbed against her inner walls and pressed into a different spot.

“If you just sit there, my lady, I can’t finish.”

Though it looks like my lady has already finished quite thoroughly. Owen laughed low in his throat and let out a quiet breath. Playing at being a pr*stitute and teasing Lea was entertaining enough, but he genuinely wanted to thr*st properly and come now. The passage rubbing against his shaft each time she moved her hips even slightly was making him impatient.

“It’s all right…… lift yourself a little…… yes, like that…… if you move like that it will feel very good. That’s it.”

It sounded like a request, but Owen’s hands were already gripping Lea’s hips and had lifted her slightly. As her lower body rose, her upper body came closer to Owen. Her pale br*asts swayed gently each time Lea panted, and her n*pples, darker now than before, came into Owen’s view. He raised his head slightly and sucked hard on the n*pple in front of him.

“Ngh, ahh……!”

Lea lurched at the sudden suction and brought her hips down. The c*ck that had been partially withdrawn dragged along her walls and drove back inside. Pleasure turned her vision white. At the same moment her passage clenched tight around his c*ck, and Owen let out a short sound and bit his lower lip.

“Did you come just from one thr*st? Hah…… you really are lewd, my lady.”

Lea had curled herself almost to the point of pressing her chest against Owen’s. Owen, patiently stroking her waist where she was still trembling with the aftershocks of her cl*max, finally reached the limit of his patience and tightened both hands on her hips.

“You can’t be the only one who goes, my lady. Hmm? I want to come inside you too.”

“Mmhh, ahh……! Ah……!”

With a firm grip on her waist, Owen began thrusting upward. Her br*asts swayed with each impact. He could see her flushed cheeks and her face, wrecked with pleasure, even more clearly from below. The sensation of watching and driving upward from beneath was more arousing than any other position.

“Ah, ah……!”

The thrusting grew faster. Lea was held by the waist and rocked up and down with Owen’s movements. Each time, the c*ck driving up into her made her vision reel. Each time he drove into the area near her lower belly, the c*ck moving in and out was faintly visible through the skin, and Owen stopped speaking and focused entirely on moving.

“Hnh……!”

“Mmhh, mm……! Ah, ah, ah……!”

As the pressure of release built, Owen pressed his fingertips against her navel. When the head bore down and the inside was worked open, Lea arched her upper body back and let out a sharp cry. The inner walls clenching in *rgasm pushed Owen over the edge. He panted and came.

“Ah……!”

When his breathing settled and Owen pulled out, the pooled fl*id seeped out. The lukewarm, slick sensation of it made Lea shudder. But Owen, who had risen, did not let her go. He took her thighs and pulled her forward.

He rubbed the tip of his c*ck against her entrance a few times, as though pushing the fl*id that had spilled out back inside the still-working opening, then sucked at Lea’s throat and flipped their positions. The soft carpet cushioned her back. Owen’s shadow fell over her bare body. She winced at the teeth sinking into the soft skin where her jaw met her throat, but she spread her legs quietly. She was exhausted from the unfamiliar position, but this was the only thing she did as a wife, and so she did not refuse Owen.