9. Perfect (Part 2)

Every time his touch reached her, a tingling sensation coursed through her body, making Eirin desire him as well. She had been so absorbed in her manuscript work for over a week that she hadn’t even brushed against him. So she was more ar*used than usual. But now… the reception was coming soon, and they didn’t know when the maid would arrive, though she’d welcome them anytime tonight, but not now.

“Mmmm.”

At Eirin’s moan, Alexander chuckled deeply.

“Why are you resisting?”

“Don’t avoid the issue, that… Ah!”

Eirin’s attempt to stop him was cut off. His hand, filled with scented oil, kneaded her br*ast. It felt soothing when his fingertips touched the muscles, melting them, but when he rolled her n*pple between his fingers, a sharp pl*asure, different from the relief of fatigue, seeped in.

“Mmm.”

Her body was usually so sensitive to his bare touch. With the reduced friction from the oil, it was even more sensitive. As Alexander caressed her br*asts fervently, Eirin could no longer hold back.

“Alexander, if you keep doing that, I’ll…”

“You’ll what?”

“I’ll get ar*used.”

When his fingers toyed with her erect n*pples, the ar*usal spread to her lower abdomen, making her flush with heat.

Had he put something in this oil?

Even though it had been a while, she couldn’t be this aroused.

“I’m touching you to arouse you, my lady.”

Eirin glared at his teasing words, but she couldn’t escape his strong fingers. Every time he squeezed her br*asts, she exhaled short breaths. When his hand brushed her side, a ticklish sensation made her toes curl. Waves of excitement spread through her body that had been languid just a moment ago.

But all the pl*asure was nothing compared to when he touched her legs.

He filled his palms with oil again and spread it generously over her thighs. Her skin, so thin that the veins showed blue, gleamed under the oil. Alexander initially pressed down on the muscles as if he were massaging them. This helped reduce the swelling in her legs that had been standing all day. Her swollen feet seemed to shrink a bit as well.

“Mm.”

Moans constantly escaped her lips from the throbbing sensation and the heated pleasure.

She felt the moisture seeping from inside every time he stroked her exposed thighs. She needed to get up. Soon, the maids would come in to help her prepare for the reception. But every time his hand touched her, she felt a tingling sensation.

Would it be better to become one with him quickly and then get ready?

However, he persistently teased only her thighs, not touching the crucial area. As he pressed and released her thighs, her legs naturally opened and closed. At first, her g*nitals, especially the most sensitive spots, didn’t feel much stimulation, but with the repeated movements, blood slowly rushed to them, making them swell with heat. The more this happened, the more her ar*usal doubled.

It was just a massage.

But the subtle arousal from not being directly touched was more tantalizing and torturous. She wanted his thick fingers to rub inside her, or rather, she wanted him to completely ravage her with his thickness. Her hips twitched with desire. Her body, already sensually ripe, craved Alexander.

“Alexander, please…”

“Please?”

“Why are you teasing me like this?”

I wish you would just touch me directly.

“I’m just trying to help you relax.”

“I’m… fine.”

Eirin subtly seduced him by squeezing her thighs together. Her thigh flesh swelled, and her legs wrapped around his wrist as she whispered.

“Hurry…”

She couldn’t bring herself to say ‘come in’ so she just clung to him with a longing expression. But he whispered in a low voice,

“We haven’t done this for a very long time because you’ve been so busy. You need to be thoroughly heated up.”

“But if you keep touching me like this every time…”

Though it felt good, the prolonged pleasure made the nerves in her thighs feel achy.

“This won’t take as long in the future. From now on, it’ll be every night, no, every morning and evening.”

“Are you punishing me?”

For more than a week, they hadn’t been intimate even once.

Because of an urgent manuscript, she spent her nights in the study writing while everyone else was asleep.

“Punishment? There’s no way I could punish you. I just want to desire you intensely. Now that the manuscript is done, you’re all mine.”

He said this, then slowly ran his fingers through the bush.

Realizing he had been holding back for her, a part of her chest ached, while the thought of him desiring her so fiercely made her body quiver inside.

“You don’t need to hold back. I want you right now.”

She whispered lowly, blushing, and he thrust his fingers between her legs.

His thumb pressed hard on her cl*toris, making her excited body jolt. Her toes curled, and her stomach tightened.

“Ah!”

“Not yet.”

“No… just come inside me.”

The sharp arousal was tormenting. His touch, soaked in scented oil, felt incredibly good, but she didn’t want to cl*max alone. Swallowing her embarrassment, she spread her legs to entice him. Her already slick entrance called for him.

“Oh… you.”

Unable to resist her allure, Alexander hurriedly undressed. When he fully removed his shirt, his firm, sun-bronzed muscles were revealed. Unlike her soft curves, his straight lines were intimidating. Seeing his already enormous member, she swallowed dryly.

Was it always this big?

No matter how many times she saw it, its size was always astonishing. She tensed as she watched his thick m*mber bob up and down. When Alexander thrust his hips forward, his menacing p*nis brushed between her legs.

Her aroused cl*toris, the folds below, and her inviting entrance all awaited his penetration.

“Please, Alexander.”

Eirin begged, terrified but desperate, as he pushed inside her.

“Ahh.”

It felt as if a hard rod was being driven inside her. The tight interior stretched to its limit. As he buried himself to the root, Eirin felt as though her vision was spinning. Her insides felt completely filled with him.

“Does it hurt?”

“Ha…”

It didn’t hurt, but the pressure was so intense that she gasped for breath. Every time he scraped deep inside, her hips quivered. Alexander, concerned for her, stroked her hair. Eirin shook her head at his touch.

“I’m okay. It’s just… you’re so big, I was just momentarily surprised.”

Relieved, Alexander chuckled and slightly pulled his hips back. The membranes that clung to him squirmed as they followed him out.

“Mmm.”

Eirin bit her lip at the frictional pleasure, and Alexander, not wanting her to hurt herself, captured her lips with his own. Then he began to thrust his hips vigorously.

It felt as if his enormous m*mber was stirring up her insides, pressing against her organs. His hard abs pressed into Eirin’s soft flesh, intensifying the sharp pleasure.

“Ugh, ugh.”

I shouldn’t make noise.

Not knowing when a maid might knock on the door, she had no mental capacity to worry about anything else. As she wrapped her arms around his back, feeling the muscles shift with his movements, Eirin also moved her hips to match his rhythm. Each time he entered her, she shuddered at the reverberating sensation.

Slap, slap.

With the relentless pleasure, Eirin cried out.

Her unsteady feet flailed in the air before wrapping around his solid waist.

More, come deeper inside.

“Ha, ah.”

He moved roughly, then exploded, burying his c*ck deep inside her. Eirin felt an overwhelming pleasure, her vision turning white. Unable to hold back, she screamed in ecstasy.

“Ah!”

Eirin’s breath hitched as she clung to him.

Ah.

The hot l*quid filled her inside. The heat was overwhelming.

An indescribable emotion washed over her, consuming her completely. It took a long time for her world, which had turned white, to return to normal. Still clinging to him, Eirin whispered,

“We’re crazy… What if the maids heard us?”

“It’s fine. The servants in our estate are perceptive.”

Perceptive?

If they were perceptive, they’d know we’d do something like this?

Eirin blushed and whispered.

“Won’t they think it’s strange?”

“They’ll just think we’re doing what any married couple should do.”

With that, Alexander, still holding her, showered her blushing face with kisses. Her smooth forehead, nose, soft lips, and round chin.

“Didn’t you wish for a loving husband, my lady? It seems I still need to prove that love.”

With a smile, Alexander began to move again, his body hardening once more. Despite having cl*maxed only moments before, he was already firm again, scraping her insides. Her body, which had cooled slightly, began to heat up once more.

She was perfectly one with him.

As if they had been one from the beginning, she held him tightly.

Eirin closed her eyes, embracing him as the excitement built up again.

Her own private, happy, and sensual story was just beginning.

<The End>

The Lady’s Peculiar Hobby Volume 2

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