I Thought It Was An Arranged Marriage - Chapter 18

“It felt… too good…”

Rosaline, mumbling incoherently with her cheeks flushed, was utterly adorable. Rubbing her cheek against her husband’s with a dazed look, she soon came to her senses and pouted.

“What is this? I was thinking about you, Luke.”

“I know. I know how kind you are, Rosie.”

With Lucas responding like that, Rosaline had nothing to say. Knowing he was considerate and saying he appreciated it, what could she say? She felt good, so complaining would only make her feel embarrassed.

It was always like this. The man would lie flat before her, telling her to do whatever she wanted, but when things happened, nothing went her way, and it was all according to his wishes. Yet, the result was never bad for her; it was always arranged in a way that benefited her. From Rosaline’s perspective, it was the best outcome, but it somehow annoyed her.

Rosaline gathered her strength and embraced her husband’s neck, kissing him deeply. She bit his lips lightly and slipped her small tongue inside the gap. She nibbled and chewed on his thick tongue.

In fact, moving her lower body would have been quicker to provoke him, but she had no strength left for that. And truthfully, Rosaline preferred kissing over sex. She especially loved kissing while facing each other and hugging like this. It felt fulfilling not just physically but mentally as well.

Most importantly, she trusted Lucas and had confidence in him. She believed he would willingly succumb to such provocation. Sure enough, sparks flew in Lucas’s eyes.

The hand that was lightly patting her buttocks multiplied to two, gripping her buttocks tightly as if they would burst. She felt his prominent abs, tensed with effort, against her lower abdomen. The erect cock was wriggling inside her still-twitching walls, rubbing here and there. Despite all this, there was one place, completely powerless and unable to assert itself: Lucas’s lips.

Lucas, usually aggressive and persistent in kissing, would lose his assertiveness whenever Rosaline initiated the kiss. In those moments, he would completely relax and follow her lead.

He felt honored that she initiated the kiss, and as if he dared not interrupt her actions, he wholly accepted it. Even if it was a clumsy kiss like a child’s play, he felt the same. Perhaps that’s why Rosaline liked initiating kisses. She might have enjoyed seeing him at a loss.

“Luke.”

“Yes.”

“Luke…”

“Yes, Rosie.”

Rosaline mustered her strength to straighten her waist. It wasn’t easy, as her body was still trembling from the intense climax, but she wanted to face him. She pressed her nose against his and smiled. Without breaking the kiss, she whispered, swallowing his breath and exhaling hers.

“Together. I like feeling good together.”

The sound of him swallowing his breath was unusually loud. As Rosaline closed her eyes in satisfaction and withdrew her lips, his lips chased hers urgently. What followed was not a clumsy kiss but a fierce and erotic play of tongues.

Lucas lay back completely against the bathtub, holding onto it with one hand. With the other hand, he wrapped her waist and thrust madly. The splashing water and the shaking bathtub scared Rosaline, who clung tightly to Lucas. Even then, a satisfied sigh echoed in her ear.

Her eyes, filled with tears from physiological reactions, reflected his face, completely disheveled with pleasure. Even his frowning eyebrows, as if he was holding something back, looked handsome.

Feeling like her whole body was melting, unable to control herself from the intense stimulation, and with her stomach tingling from the sweet pleasure, Rosaline wished this moment could last forever.

Every time the hard tip rubbed and pierced her moist inner flesh, fireworks went off in her head. Unconsciously, she dug her nails into Lucas’s shoulders, and he bit her shoulder in return.

When her inner walls convulsed and climaxed once more, he too ejaculated fiercely. Feeling the hotness filling her inside, Rosaline blew sweet breaths into his ear. Just as he had done, she nibbled on his earlobe.

“Rosie.”

His voice still carried unfulfilled desire. It was no mistake; he was a man who couldn’t be satisfied with just once a day. But this time, Rosaline also felt greedy. Maybe it was because she was excited after a successful banquet, or perhaps seeing her trashy ex-husband made her appreciate her current husband more. If not that, maybe it was simply because the recent intercourse was satisfying.

For whatever reason, Rosaline wanted more. Her body commanded her to sleep immediately, but her mind craved more pleasure.

“More, Luke. Just a bit more.”

“Rosie…”

And Lucas’s body was always honest. Both of them felt it growing larger and harder inside her.

Lucas was also satisfied with the recent intercourse. It was more intense than usual because Rosaline had initiated the kiss. As his wet hand stroked her hair, Rosaline wrapped her legs around his waist, whining.

“Hurry, huh?”

Lucas held her tightly and stood up. He laid her on the massage table next to the bathtub and began to move his hips in earnest.

He had been patient today. It was out of consideration for her, who worked hard to prepare and host a big event. Besides, though he didn’t know the details, she met and talked with her ex-fiancé, which must have been emotionally taxing.

Rosaline had shattered his patience. Therefore, she had to take responsibility.

“Ah, ah, ugh, Luke, wait…”

Before Rosaline could say stop, Lucas covered her mouth. He did it with his lips and also by creating a situation where she couldn’t speak. He couldn’t disobey her words, so he decided not to hear them at all. It was unfair, but since she had to take responsibility tonight, there was no other choice.

Rosaline opened her eyes wide. The familiar naked body enveloped her with familiar warmth. Although two layers of curtains were drawn around the bed, they couldn’t completely block the sunlight from outside.

It’s daytime!

It was broad daylight. She was sure it was past breakfast time. Skipping breakfast and oversleeping. Rosaline felt her face heat up.

Of course, breakfast in most noble households was late. Especially nobles who enjoyed parties often woke up in the late afternoon. They would party all night and come home at dawn, then sleep until the afternoon.

Rosaline used to find people like that pathetic. She clicked her tongue at them, calling them lazy and unproductive. And now she had done the same thing. She realized one shouldn’t judge others so easily.

At least she only thought it to herself and not said it to anyone. If she gossiped about it, she would have been five times more embarrassed now.

She wanted to hide her flushed face, so she burrowed into the firm chest right in front of her. Seeing that his lower body was calm, it was clear he had woken up long ago and was pretending to sleep. This was a truth she had learned from several experiences.

“Rosie.”

Sure enough, along with a low chuckle, he hugged Rosaline’s waist tightly. A kiss on the crown of her head was a bonus.

“You should have woken me up.”