Unfortunately, Breck’s sharp hearing picked up everything.

“Shall we?”

“What? No, someone will come soon.”

“Thirty minutes is enough.”

“Maybe for you, but my clothes…”

“We can do it without removing them.”

As Breck spoke, he guided her hand to his groin. Feeling the thick bulge through his clothes, Lily swallowed hard.

“How…?”

It was more of a challenge than a question.

Breck guided her hand to the desk and lifted her skirt from behind. He carefully folded up her petticoats layer by layer, thinking it was like peeling flower petals.

Finally reaching the bottom, he pulled down her drawers and underwear together. Sticky strings of fluid stretched between her wet underwear and entrance. He inserted his fingers into her entrance and whispered in her ear.

“Were you planning to meet someone like this?”

“I was fine until you touched me…”

Lily mumbled defensively. Her entire butt shook with a slight movement of his fingers.

“All I did was lift your skirt and petticoats, and you’re this wet.”

“That’s… that’s because…”

It was true, so she had nothing to say. Lily groaned, lowering her head. An open pocket watch lay before her. Breck had opened it, promising to finish in thirty minutes.

“Mm, ah…”

“It was tough at first.”

It was embarrassing, but also, she resented him for implying it was easy now. Though it had taken all day to take him in initially, now it was easier.

“Ah!”

Breck thrust in all at once. Though she was well-lubricated, it wasn’t easy to accommodate his massive c*ck. Biting his finger to stifle her scream, Lily tried to endure. The sensation of her walls expanding and the deep penetration made her feel like she was being skewered.

“Mm, ugh…”

Her knees buckled, lifting her heels. Breck supported her waist with one arm, panting hotly against her cheek.

“Don’t go yet.”

“Mm, mm, mm!”

Lily couldn’t comprehend his words. Her entrance clenched around him, sucking him in, while her hips instinctively moved forward, trying to escape the overwhelming stimulation. Breck pulled her closer, his c*ck pressing deep inside her.

“Mm, mm!”

She couldn’t breathe properly. Just being penetrated, her body convulsed with pleasure, trembling uncontrollably. The more she tried to hold back, the hotter it became.

“Hold on. If you scream, someone will come.”

Tears welled up in Lily’s eyes. She felt like her brain would turn to mush from the excitement.

In truth, there was no need to hold back that much. The door to her study was thick, the butler had already come and gone, and no servants would linger around while she worked. Besides, though Lily didn’t know, Breck had set up an aura barrier to block the sound.

So, it was like a role-play. Having fiery s*x with a gardener sneaking into the study during a short break.

‘This is it!!’

It felt so good she was losing her mind. Everything was so new. Though it wasn’t her first time being taken from behind, doing it standing at the desk was different, hitting spots she hadn’t known before.

“Mm, mm, mm!”

Lily struggled to keep her footing, shaking uncontrollably. She didn’t even realize her palms hurt from pressing against the desk every time Breck pounded into her. If she could speak, she wouldn’t know whether to beg him to stop or to keep going. But with Breck’s fingers in her mouth, all she could do was bite down and make pleading sounds.

But then, the c*ck that had been mercilessly rubbing inside her suddenly pulled out.

“Ugh, mm…”

With tear-filled eyes, Lily looked back at Breck. He stroked his c*ck once and then took out a handkerchief to wipe it.

“Why…?”

She couldn’t even move her tongue properly. Lying on the desk, she looked at him desperately. She had tasted a shallow climax, but it wasn’t enough. She already knew how far Breck could push her and the pleasure that would flood her when his cum filled her insides.

But Breck tucked his c*ck back in and carefully pulled down her skirt, smoothing it out. Then he lifted her off the desk and sat her in a chair. Lily glared at him with tear-filled eyes.

“Don’t look at me like that. I’ll finish you off tonight.”

“Who says you’ll be called?”

“Shh.”

He whispered and suddenly crawled under the desk.

She wondered why he had skipped the process of pulling up her underwear, but then he crawled under her skirt. When his lips touched her p*ssy, which was wet and cooling down, she almost shouted, “Breck!”

But there was no time for that. The door to the study opened.

“Miss.”

The butler entered with an apologetic expression and bowed. Lily was startled.

“W-what is it?”

She tried to hide her agitation, but she wasn’t sure if she succeeded. Breck was quietly breathing against her cl*t, which was stimulating enough in itself.

But that wasn’t the only problem. Having just been brought to the brink of climax, she couldn’t guess what state she was in. She hadn’t checked her hair or clothes. Was she presentable? What about her face? Was she making a strange expression?

Fortunately, the butler didn’t seem startled or surprised by her appearance. He bowed slightly and relayed a message he had just received.

“The accountant will be about twenty minutes late.”

“Got it.”

The butler bowed apologetically and left.

As soon as the door closed and Lily breathed a sigh of relief, Breck’s tongue touched her cl*t.

“What are you doing, mmph.”

The melting sensation spread through her cl*t, which had been craving stimulation. It took inhuman willpower to resist and pull Breck’s hair to stop him.

She ended up lifting her own skirt, but it was too late to feel ashamed. Though Lily was still embarrassed, she knew she’d be forever at his mercy if she let it control her.

When she pulled his hair, his tongue finally detached. But instead of lifting his head, he licked up to her garter belt.

“Stop it. What if someone sees?”

“Even if they do, they’ll just see a mistress summoning her servant.”

Breck said shamelessly. Lily wanted to argue that it wasn’t right, but she couldn’t. As he lifted her thigh, she couldn’t even protest that he wasn’t an ordinary servant.

“Breck.”

Lily panted, looking at him as if asking what he intended to do. Though her question was mixed with expectation, Breck didn’t bury his head between her legs again. Instead, he pulled off her wet underwear and put it in his pocket. Then he put her drawers back on. Lily blushed and asked,

“What are you doing?”

“I’ll see you tonight.”

“After this?”

Her lower body, not yet fully satisfied, throbbed with a dull heat. Lily looked at him resentfully. She had to meet with the accountant, handle business, and sit at the dinner table with this unresolved feeling.

Breck chuckled and kissed her cheek.

“You wanted to try this, didn’t you?”

“I never…”

Her voice lacked conviction. Lily thought there were fantasies she didn’t want to experience in reality. Despite her thoughts, her p*ssy remained excited, opening and closing, craving stimulation.

“I’ll make it up to you threefold tonight. It’s been thirty minutes. I need to get back to pruning.”

“Ugh…”

“It’s okay. Your hair and clothes are fine, and your face is beautiful.”

Lily grumbled, holding onto Breck’s sleeve, but time was passing. The accountant knocked on the door.

“Viscount, sorry I’m late.”

Breck quickly kissed her other cheek and slipped out the window.

Lily took a deep breath. She needed a mirror in the study. Breck said she looked fine, but she was sure her face was a mess.

‘Ugh.’

If she were living like this with her husband, there’d be nothing to hide. Lily groaned, laying her head on the desk for a moment before slapping her cheek and straightening up. With a still-flushed face, she said,

“Come in.”

She was very conscious of not wearing underwear, but she had to act natural.

The back door of Viscount Aiden’s house quietly opened.

The maid bowed politely, allowing Greer to stride in as if he owned the place. Using the back door didn’t make him seem like the master of the house, but more like a husband sneaking in after a night out.

“The lady is in her bedroom.”

The maid whispered. Greer glared at her, annoyed that a lowly servant dared speak to him. But he had no choice if he wanted to sneak in.

For the past ten days, he had been seething in forgotten anger. Lily had ignored his letters again, despite promising to respond. Greer was convinced she was deliberately ignoring him.

‘How dare she ignore me like this?’

Rumors of her having a lover only fueled his rage. Many mistook him for Lily’s lover, but Greer knew better. Her secret partner was undoubtedly the man he had encountered that day. The man had even confessed.

‘He wasn’t even good-looking.’