Heat kept rushing to his lower body because memories of Jaelinne from those days kept surfacing. Though he felt sorry about tormenting her for so long this morning and doing it again, this wasn’t heat he could endure.

He pushed open Jaelinne’s door while thinking that checking her underwear after so long wouldn’t be bad. Hearing about it from others and seeing it directly himself were very different things.

“Jaelinne.”

She looked up from where she sat embroidering in the rocking chair. Brilliant sunlight poured over her reddish-gold hair. It was dazzling. His beautiful, sparkling person.

“Noel?”

Jaelinne set down her embroidery hoop and stood up. Her curvaceous figure, which even the loose dress couldn’t hide, fanned the flames of his heat. Such an innocent face with such a provocative body. The contrast was enormous. That made him feel like he might go crazy.

“I suddenly got curious.”

“About what?”

Her face looked puzzled. Naturally, since he had gone to his office and returned in less than a few hours.

He didn’t bother answering and showed her through action instead. He made Jaelinne bend over the rocking chair that was moving back and forth.

“What are you doing?”

He could practically hear her horrified inner thoughts wondering if he planned to do it again. He smiled silently without Jaelinne noticing and pulled up the long dress hem to her waist. Her pale buttocks and straight legs swayed with the chair’s movement.

“Looking at you, you really seem to love white.”

White underwear wrapped around her buttocks, as white as her skin. He knelt on one knee on the floor and gripped the swaying chair tightly. It swayed enticingly right in front of him like begging to be penetrated, making him quite dizzy.

“You’re wet.”

Even in this situation, he discovered the area under her underwear was wet in a round patch. It was probably his s*men. Since he had come inside her many times, she couldn’t hold all the large amount and was spilling it out. He pressed the wet part of her underwear with his finger.

“Hmm… Go away now that you’ve seen. You said you were busy.”

The gently moving finger stopped abruptly.

How many years had they been together? 

Now Jaelinne knew well what expression he would make without even looking at his face. He was probably frowning deeply right now. He would scrunch up his face like a ghost whenever she showed even the slightest sign of pushing him away.

But even knowing he would be upset, she couldn’t help but push him away. Less than half a day had passed since he tormented her. Her lower area was still sensitively on edge.

“You’re telling me to just leave after seeing this?”

When he pulled her underwear down below her thighs, white threads stretched long. Her messy lower area, a jumbled mix of love juices and s*men, welcomed him. His long, extended finger slipped right into the hole that was leaking white, clear fl*id.

Because she was thoroughly loosened, the inside felt soft like yogurt rather than tight. He bent his inserted middle finger and rubbed hard against the spot where Jaelinne felt the most.

“Haah!”

She reacted sensitively just like he expected. He let go of the chair leg he had been gripping. The chair began rocking back and forth again, making Noel’s finger naturally go in and out of the hole.

He could see strength entering Jaelinne’s arms. She was definitely desperately trying to endure the stirring sensation. The cream-like inner walls gradually hardened and began contracting. She was feeling it.

“Should I really just go?”

His other fingertips except the middle finger alternately brushed against her cl*toris subtly. Because of that, when Jaelinne swayed her hips, the chair moved faster and more dramatically. The mercilessly stirring finger stabbed all the way to the deep walls.

“What should I do? Should I go?”

At his subtle question whispered against her ear, Jaelinne squeezed her eyes shut and said:

“Just wait and see. Hmm, I’ll get revenge.”

It meant don’t go. Noel undid his pants buckle and pulled out his p*nis. His member, craving tingling pleasure, twitched. When he held his p*nis and pressed it against the hole, the familiar inner walls pulled him inside. Even without forcing it in, his shaft was naturally sucked inside.

“Ah…”

A m*an scratched his throat as it came out. The inner walls, hot like lava, wrapped around his p*nis with a sucking sensation. Though years had passed since their engagement, her inside felt new every time he entered.

He gathered his nearly dizzy mind and gently shook his hips. It felt strange since he didn’t need to move roughly – the chair moved on its own. It felt somewhat like Jaelinne was on top, and being able to feel only pure pleasure made it different.

“Ah… mmm, haah!”

That feeling wasn’t limited to Noel alone. Unlike Noel’s usually rough hip thr*sts driven by excitement, the chair’s gentle curved movements led his member deeper inside than usual.

Everything flowed smoothly. When the chair went back, the long, thick thing slid smoothly inside without resistance, bumping and rubbing against the walls, and when the chair tilted forward, it slipped out to the tip of his p*nis while brushing the inner walls.

Though it was simple, repetitive movement, the sensations the two felt weren’t so simple.

Jaelinne felt like small fireworks were exploding throughout her head when her already sensitively heated area was pressed and rubbed. Her entire inner walls trembled with ecstasy.

Her mouth kept opening and her eyes naturally closed. All her nerves concentrated entirely below. She could feel her inner flesh trying to hold him and not let go.

She felt cl*max approaching. It seemed like her entire body except below was paralyzed. Her mind was turning white.

“Haah.”

Noel felt like his eyes might roll back from the inner flesh that didn’t squeeze to cut off his p*nis but pressed with dull pressure. It felt like being wrapped in hot clouds. The ridges that had stood up and constantly tormented him were now slippery with moisture, tickling his p*nis.

Slippery, ticklish, and hot. The tickling sensation spread throughout his entire body. His hips, which had been moving slowly and slightly, changed their movement dramatically to match the swaying chair. 

Unlike usual, his p*nis slid smoothly in and out without resistance, leaking fl*id like Jaelinne’s lower area even before reaching cl*max.

“This is driving me crazy.”

Strength naturally entered his molars. He finally couldn’t overcome the tickling sensation and grabbed the chair’s armrest to fix it, then thr*st his p*nis in with force. The soft inner walls immediately squeezed his member tight. The urge to *jaculate surged up.

“Ahh…!”

At the sensation of being stabbed deeply, Jaelinne clenched her fists until her knuckles turned white. When he repeatedly stabbed hard at her boiling point, her lower belly rang with a tingling sensation.

Her lower area, which had been convulsing shallowly, suddenly stiffened then contracted violently. It felt like nerves suddenly concentrated in her arms and legs that had seemed paralyzed. 

It was a pleasure so intense that all her hair seemed to stand on end. That alone was unbearable, but his p*nis pushing its tip all the way to her cervix and ejaculating hotly made her body feel like it might convulse.

“Hey now, Jaelinne, don’t spit it out.”

Just from pulling out his embedded p*nis slightly, white s*men flowed down his flesh shaft. Finding it too precious to waste, he pushed his shaft back inside.

He hoped they would have a daughter who resembled her. Imagining Jaelinne holding a child who looked exactly like her… Noel buried his face against Jaelinne’s back.

If he actually saw that sight, his heart might burst.

He kissed the lips of Jaelinne, who was breathing roughly.

“Pervert.”

Even her frowning face was pretty.

“When you say things like that, I get excited.”

Seeing her horrified expression made him laugh. Strength was actually starting to enter his lower area again. Jaelinne in his arms was so lovable. He gave her face butterfly kisses and said:

“Tomorrow I’d like you to wear what I bought you.”

***

“Jaelinne, are you sick somewhere?”

Noel looked at Jaelinne, who couldn’t eat her food at all. Jaelinne’s face was pale and drawn. Lately she seemed to have no appetite and looked tired, perhaps from not sleeping deeply.

“I’m not sick… just my stomach feels off.”

Jaelinne put down the fork she was holding. Her stomach really didn’t feel good. The heavy feeling killed her appetite completely. Though she felt Noel’s worried gaze from beside her, everything just felt bothersome.

When Jaelinne sighed deeply and leaned back against her chair, Noel immediately lifted her up. He couldn’t just leave her alone when she seemed to be suffering because of him. It seemed like she should rest today.

‘Have I been tormenting her too much lately?’

He was quietly reflecting when it happened.

“Ugh!”

Jaelinne, who had been quietly nestled in his arms, began dry heaving. Her delicate body shook roughly. Noel’s hurried footsteps stopped abruptly.

“Jaelinne?”

Chilling fear crept up his legs. Her pale, drawn face suddenly looked corpse-like. Strength nearly left the arms holding her. His mind began turning white.

Seeing Noel’s terrified face, Jaelinne forcibly suppressed her churning stomach and spoke. She seemed to know what he was thinking. She wanted to reassure him before he misunderstood.

“I think it’s time for my period.”

Only after hearing Jaelinne’s voice did Noel come to his senses and think.

No. Noel was certain.

Jaelinne’s period date was much earlier than now. Her scheduled date had already passed. She had never once been off schedule. He had already been concerned about that…

“……”

Suddenly his mind became noisy and chaotic. Noel gritted his teeth at the thought that suddenly popped up. Otherwise, he felt like he might grin inappropriately for the situation.

Nausea, fatigue, loss of appetite, and a stopped period. All of this pointed to just one thing.

Jaelinne was pregnant!