My Former Lover Didn’t Die And Came Back

The woman in front of him was looking at him with an innocent face.

“……”

“It’s Cedric.”

Blair smiled brightly, just like when they first met three years ago. The girl’s laughter was like sunshine… the one that made me fall in love.

When was the last time I saw Blair smile so brightly? Somehow, that thought made me feel choked up.

“……”

She hugged his back, and the man slowly lowered his lips.

Cedric devoured her lips eagerly, like someone who hadn’t eaten or drunk for a long time and had finally found something to quench his thirst.

“Mm, mm……”

While doing so, he caressed Blair’s chest with his hand. Though she had always been voluptuous, her collarbone was exposed due to her weight loss. He kneaded her br*asts like white bread in his large grasp. When her n*pple caught between his calloused fingers, he twisted it over her thin nightgown.

“Mm……”

As he twirled it between his fingers, and a moan escaped her lips. She reacted by twitching her white legs.

When Cedric pulled down the front of her thin, deeply cut dress, her n*pple easily became exposed.

“……Haah,”

Seeing the pink n*pple, saliva pooled in Cedric’s mouth. He stared at it intently for a long while, seeming as though it was asking to be sucked, then, without hesitation, took it into his mouth.

“Mm……”

He wrapped Blair’s ar*ola with his long tongue and sucked it in. When he playfully bit it with his teeth, her toes curled.

“Ah……!”

“Do you like it, miss?”

His speech was slurred because he was sucking on the n*pple.

“Mm, I like it……”

Blair pulled him closer, embracing his head more deeply. Her white hand stroked his black hair.

“Ah, I… I like you sucking there.”

……Damn.

After pausing all movements for a moment, he let out a soft moan and sucked more vigorously.

“Ah……! Cedric!”

Blair helplessly moaned and twisted her waist because of the man who was sucking on her br*ast like a madman. She felt the area between her legs getting hotter.

“……Ahah!”

The pl*asure racing towards its cl*max inevitably exploded. She let out a loud moan, and her waist momentarily lifted into the air before falling back down. Wrapped in the bedding, Blair gasped for breath.

Cedric wiped his mouth with one hand while looking down at her.

……Was it just her br*asts?

A satisfied smile appeared on Cedric’s lips. Without stopping his thoughts, he lifted Blair’s skirt and moved his hand between her legs to check. Her white underwear was soaked with love juices. It was evidence of her pl*asure.

He slightly shifted her underwear to the side, revealing the pretty red hue of her l*bia. He brought his thick finger to the slit that was oozing love juice.

“Ah, mm……”

Rubbing the entrance made her tremble and moan. He felt an increasing amount of thick l*quid wetting his fingers.

“……Huh,”

He looked down at her, lying beneath him. Her blue eyes were completely clouded. While sucking on her n*pple with his mouth and stripping off her clothes with his hand, she was now half-exposed in her nakedness.

And his trousers were bulging as though they were about to burst.

“……Haah,”

He quickly stripped off his shirt and trousers, and Blair watched him with drowsy eyes. His erect p*nis was revealed, swollen, with blood vessels prominently bulging on it. Her gaze landed on his formidable size.

“……Cedric, are you also aroused?”

She asked while stroking him with her white hand. The muscles on the man’s jaw bulged.

Damn.

“……From now on, you should only drink in front of me.”

Cedric said as he pulled Blair towards him by her waist.

And then he naturally fitted the gl*ns into her v*gina. He rubbed it up and down a bit, which made her tremble unknowingly. Looking down, he saw her reddened area twitching. It was now at its limit.

Thump! Cedric penetrated her body in one go.

“……Ah!”

Blair’s eyes widened.

“……”

“Ah! Cedric!”

He concentrated on thrusting without saying a word. It had been a long time since he held her like this. The inner walls that enveloped his c*ck were moist and hot.

“Cedric, Cedric.”

Blair wrapped her arms around his back and pulled him closer. Today she approached him more actively than usual.

“Cedric, look at me. Okay?”

She was astounded that he couldn’t meet her eyes and was only looking around her waist. She took his cheeks in both hands and urged him to meet her gaze.

“……”

“Okay?”

When their eyes met and he remained silent, she blinked prettily and smiled.

“……”

He didn’t know how to describe what he was feeling right now. His heart felt hotly constricted. It hurt so much from tightening, or maybe…

Something kept surging up, but he couldn’t understand why his heart felt sore.

So, he chose to focus on thrusting hard.

“……Ah!”

Blair’s head fell back. Each time he moved, she gasped in response. Though she asked him to make eye contact, she couldn’t even properly open her eyes herself.

Today’s Blair was distinctly different from the Blair he had seen over the past few months.

“Ah, ah!”

In the Cavendish mansion, she was submissive, but he only let out moans of pain each time he thrust into her without asking for anything or acting on her own.

“Ahh……!”

But now she actively moved in sync with his movements. As he thrust into her, her p*ssy slightly bit down in response to his thrusts, to the slightest bite as he slid in and out of her. Her v*gina twitched in response and scratched his back with her nails whenever she couldn’t bear the pl*asure.

“Yes, Cedric, I like it…”

Her hands wrapped around his back again. As time passed, crescent-shaped marks continued to form on Cedric’s broad back, but for him, it was merely pleasant.

Besides, Cedric’s attention kept drifting elsewhere. He felt troubled every time he tried to meet her eyes.

“Ah…!”

What had he been doing these past few months?

“Ah, Cedric. Too much,”

Oh. Did I move too forcefully?

He paused his movements for a moment.

“…Too what.”

“There.”

“……”

“Too good…”

“……”

The man’s jaw clenched tightly, and then he thrust his c*ck deeply once again.

“Ah!”

Blair moaned, twisting her waist.

The woman on the bed shook her head, but the man’s eyes were already out of focus. Blue veins appeared on the back of his hands, which were tightly gripping her thin waist. It was the same for the dark-red p*nis moving in and out between her white legs.

“Ah!”

“Blair, don’t leave me.”

The man muttered, but the woman seemed half out of her mind and did not seem to hear him.

“Ah, ah, ah. Ah!”

Every time his c*ck, which was as thick as a child’s forearm, penetrated her, red flesh came out with it, and white foam formed in the gaps. The man watched this scene obsessively and moved his waist.

“You don’t have the right to leave me. Okay?”

…No. He had no right to say such things.

“Ah!”

Blair screamed and twisted her body. Her face turned back, and her erect pink n*pples pointed towards his face. His blood rushed down again at the sight.

“…Damn.”

He grabbed her full br*asts with his large hand and pinched the n*pples with his thumb and index finger.

“…Ah!”

Blair moaned, and her v*gina clenched tightly. The clenching caused veins to pop on the man’s temples.

The pl*asure was insane. Feeling the sensation of being on the verge of ej*culation, he pushed himself more persistently.

Thump-!

“…!”

White s*men burst from the tip of his gl*ns and filled her red inner walls. He held her waist for quite a while after climaxing deep inside her.

“Yes, uh…”

“Hoo,”

Although they repeated that act several times, every time, white and thick s*men was ejected from the tip of his dark-red p*nis as if it was the first time. It was the first time Cedric had cl*maxed inside her since he first had her three years ago.

When something hot shot out, Blair trembled, and her v*gina twitched. Ugh, ugh, her white thighs trembled, and she threw her head back.

The man grimaced and emptied every last drop inside her. It was a long and lengthy affair.

* * *

Blair woke up only when the sun was high in the sky. The house, located at the top of Baydebury Hill, was filled with sunlight in every corner.

“Ah, my head…”

She got up, feeling a hangover coming on.

“I should stop drinking now…”

After sobering up, she regretted the days she had spent drunk.

“But… did I sleep in the guest room?”

She seemed to remember collapsing on the kitchen table after drinking wine. It seemed she had found her way to a bed while drunk.

“…Let’s wash.”

She struggled to stand up and headed to the bathroom. The strange thing was that despite being so drunk to the point that she slept, there was no smell on her clothes or body, and the bed sheets were terribly wrinkled even though she didn’t have bad sleeping habits.

Swish.

After washing, she gathered empty bottles scattered on the first floor outside and cleaned the dirty kitchen and table. Moving busily seemed to sober her up faster than lying down and doing nothing.

After tidying up the kitchen to some extent, she took a deep breath and entered the closet.

“…Hoo,”

This was the toughest task since holding the funeral.

She had to sort through her parents’ clothes, sending usable ones to orphanages or poorhouses, and burning a couple of their favorite outfits in the garden while discarding those that were too worn out.

But the task was not as easy as she thought. Every time she took out an outfit, memories associated with that outfit came to mind. And in those memories, she remembered her young parents gently stroking her young head. Eventually, she repeatedly drank wine after attempting to sort through two or three outfits for a week.

“…I really need to finish this today.”

Blair started sorting out the pile of clothes. Clothes for the poorhouse, those to be discarded, those to be burned… As she worked numbly, she suddenly picked up a man’s suit that caught her eye.