My Former Lover Didn’t Die And Came Back

Cedric tormented Blair by sliding his fingers back and forth against her moist walls. His movements caused Blair’s insides to shudder slightly. Then, to her delight, he skillfully pinched and released her fingers with a gentle force, and through that gap, a translucent l*quid began to flow out.

“Here, you’re giving a different answer.”

With a sneer, Cedric suddenly pressed his face into Blair’s p*ssy.

“…Ah…!”

Blair stopped all movement as she felt something. Something other than a finger had entered ‘that place’ of hers. This hot and blunt thing was…

“…Oh, god.”

…Chu, chu, squelch. Lewd sounds echoed in the kitchen. Cedric’s tongue had entered Blair’s p*ssy.

“…Y-you’re crazy, really…”

Blair’s fingers, which were gripping the countertop were twisting.

“Tastes good.”

Cedric’s fingers moved to her cl*t. His tongue remained lodged in her p*ssy.

“S-stop, please. Hmm?”

Blair pleaded, but there was no response. The tongue that had slipped out of her v*gina alternately sucked on both her l*bia. The reddened flesh twitched, responding to his movements. He inserted his long tongue back into her cl*t.

“…Aah! Stop, please…”

Blair gasped. The man was now burying his face between her thighs…sucking there. She was too bewildered to confirm the sight since he was inside her skirt.

Cedric’s thumb still touched her cl*t. He applied pressure with his thumb.

“…Ah!”

Cedric teased Blair by flicking his tongue over her entrance while moving his thumb on her cl*t.

Due to the simultaneous stimulation from various places, Blair couldn’t stand still. Her thighs trembled weakly. She couldn’t understand why the man was eating something so nutritionally deficient and sticking his nose in between her legs while she was preparing a decent meal.

“…Ahhh…”

He chuckled lightly as moans escaped her lips. He could now distinguish the meaning behind all the sounds coming from her mouth—whether they were from pain or pl*asure.

He accelerated the movement of his tongue, jabbing it sharply as if thrusting into an erect*on. He wanted to see her react to just his tongue, even if he couldn’t penetrate with his p*nis.

“…Ah, please…”

She started pleading now. Her slender legs trembled. If his hand hadn’t been gripping her thigh, she would have collapsed by now.

“…Ah…!!”

Something boiled over, and at the same time, a different groan burst from Blair’s mouth. It was a sound of pain, not pl*asure. Cedric immediately lifted his head.

“…Are you okay?”

He quickly emerged from under her skirt and stood in front of Blair. He lowered her skirt and checked her arms.

“…Oh no.”

A red burn had appeared on Blair’s arm. It was caused by the spilled boiling food. It was swollen, but fortunately, the area wasn’t too large. Cedric took Blair to the sink as she was.

Wooosh. Cold water poured over Blair’s arm. Sh*t. Cedric muttered and applied water to the injured area.

“…Blair, where are the bandages?”

“…Ah.”

Blair pointed out where the bandages were, and Cedric quickly ran to get them. He skillfully wrapped the white bandage around her wrist. It was a very minor burn that often occurred when working in the kitchen. But he kept his eyes on her wound throughout that day’s meal.

‘It’s really nothing much.’

…He was a funny man. Worrying about something that he doesn’t even truly care about.

It was a small wound that could easily happen while cooking or doing household chores. If he really didn’t want to get hurt or suffer, all he had to do was hire a maid.

She was someone who prepared her own meals every day. It was just something that always happened. But Blair didn’t like it when Cedric behaved unexpectedly, so she didn’t say anything about it.

* * *

After finishing the meal, Cedric rested his arm on her forehead. Blair gently spoke up. Now was not the time to discuss her parents’ financial problems. Cedric was most relaxed after s*x.

Blair hesitated before speaking.

“…Um, Cedric.”

“Yeah?”

Cedric turned his head towards her slowly. His demeanor exuded a relaxed air like a well-fed beast.

“…I want to start working again.”

“……”

Cedric didn’t respond. There was no expression on his face, but she could tell he wasn’t enthusiastic.

“Do you need money?”

In response to that question, she nodded her head.

“Dresses? Jewelry? What do you need them for? You have no one to show them to except me, right?”

“……”

“Of course, I love it best when you wear nothing at all.”

Cedric twisted Blair’s n*pple as he spoke.

“Ah!”

Dripping with sweat, Blair bit her lip hard in shame. He immediately placed his finger directly on her lips and pulled them apart, then let out a soft sigh.

“…You want to continue working at Cavendish? Even though your reputation is in the gutter and there’s no money to be made?”

“I can’t know for sure until I start working again. You may not know, but I heard quite positive feedback when I was working hard… If I keep striving, someday they might see our name differently…”

When she spoke of ‘our,’ she meant herself and her husband. Cedric’s face stiffened.

“If you need money, I’ll give it to you.”

“…I want to earn it by working.”

“What’s the difference between the money I give you?”

‘If I take money from you… it will truly feel like a transaction.’

Blair furrowed her eyebrows, swallowing her inner thoughts that she couldn’t spit out. He was the last person in the world she wanted to receive money from.

Blair turned her head towards the wall and bit her lip. Annoyed by her turning away, Cedric placed his hand on her chin to make her face him again. As he held her face with one hand, he spoke.

“I’ll give it to you, Blair.”

“…I don’t want to take it from you.”

At this, Cedric’s brow furrowed, and a cold light flickered in his eyes as he looked at Blair.

“I don’t want to take money from you.”

Blair replied firmly.

“But you’ve already taken it, haven’t you?”

“……!”

It referred to the incident where he threw money at her after their first s*xual encounter. Blair’s face turned red. He grabbed her shoulders tightly, climbed on top of her, and lay her down so she could see the ceiling.

“Ah!”

Cedric pressed his body against hers. She noticed the change in his body and her face flushed in response.

“You can take money from your husband but not from me?”

“C-Cedric, wait.”

He lightly pressed his body against hers. Blair felt his growing ar*usal. Her body, still tingling from their previous activity, began to involuntarily respond.

“Wait, no, not like this.”

Blair struggled to regain her composure.

“You want to go outside and work?”

“…….”

“I’ll tell you my answer. No.”

“….”

Blair bit her lip. She hadn’t expected him to comply easily, but she felt hurt inside.

“Do what you do best.”

Cedric said coldly.

“Stop….”

Tears welled up in her eyes. She knew what would follow…

She didn’t want to take money from him. After each time she washed the sheets since their first intercourse, every time he didn’t come to visit her after having s*x, every time he undressed her without a word, she was breaking down little by little. So she didn’t want the money.

His tongue licked her earlobe. Then his pointed tongue entered her ear canal. His movements were rough, as if he wanted to violate every hole in her body. Cedric pressed his lips against Blair’s ear.

“…Spread your legs.”

As he whispered this, Blair couldn’t help but shed tears.

His movements had been rough throughout the whole affair. This was the first time he took her roughly since the first day. Blair felt like she would die of shame from her loud cries.

Today, unlike other times, her body felt it most today, now that she’s grown accustomed to their intimacy. He must have found it ridiculous to hear her howling with pl*asure. No wonder everything she said didn’t reach him.

“…You’re so pathetic at moving your hips.”

Cedric said with a furrowed brow. Today, he criticized her movements all day.

“Even after more than a month of practice down there, you’re still hopelessly inexperienced.”

“….”

Blair didn’t respond.

“…Even a log isn’t as stiff as you are.”

It was bad enough that she just moved as Cedric shook her around.

“…Is your husband not dissatisfied with you?”

“….”

Bringing up her husband during intercourse always made her uncomfortable. The guilt buried deep inside Blair’s chest was stirred.

“Oh, is that how Viscount Cavendish likes it? Intentionally acting clumsy.”

Blair just bit her lip. She wanted to block her ears, but she was lying on Cedric’s stomach, lifting only her hips, so he had to support her weight with his arms. Blair just swayed as Cedric led her.

“…Ah!”

As she continued to remain silent, Cedric grabbed the tip of her br*ast.

“Ah, ah…”

Cedric twisted her swollen n*pple to elicit a moan. He enjoyed stimulating her here when they were having s*x. Because it always elicited a response… whether it was moans growing louder her hips buckling, or something else.

Cedric continued to criticize Blair’s skills on the bed. But despite his bad assessment of her, they were on the verge of another round.

“Does Viscount Cavendish prefer virgins? If that’s so, then you wouldn’t be one.”

“….”

The words brought Blair back to three years ago. The night when Cedric and Blair, who had become lovers, spent their first night together. Cedric waited for Blair to reach legal adulthood before being intimate with her.

“….”

Blair moved away from the past, shaking her head. She didn’t want to recall tender memories at a moment like this. It would only make her current self more miserable.