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Eleanor was overwhelmed with an intense feeling of embarrassment that she wanted to run away as he caught a glimpse of the exposed skin that was visible through the parted seams of her negligee.
“Erm, can I take off this? This dress…….May I?”
Every time he whispered, His warm breath danced across her skin. Eleanor responded to him, yet she averted her gaze from his face. Van’s keen fingertips finally traced the smooth edge of her delicate nightgown.
As his fingertips traced a slow path down the valley between her breasts, a tremble coursed through her whole body. Van’s fingers traced a slow, lazy circle around Eleanor’s belly button before slipping through her legs.
Eleanor’s eyes flickered toward Van, her heart racing as she sensed the soft touch of Van’s fingertips beneath the delicate fabric. Van was gazing at her with blazing red eyes.
His eyes were terrifying, but for some strange reason, Eleanor did not find it to be frightening.
She could feel Van teasing the crevice on the fabric. It felt as though his fingers were caressing the intimate space beneath her undergarments. Van leaned close to Eleanor and whispered as he gently caressed her folds.
“Can you show me where I should be touching?”
What did you say?
Van was very serious, but Eleanor was still unsure if it would work. However, this was feasible because direct skin-to-skin contact is required for guidance.
“G-go under the dress…….”
Whispering with a hiss, Van bit Eleanor’s hand between her thighs. Nevertheless, she had already become wet to the point where a portion of the translucent material had become soaked. Eleanor was gasping for air and looking at Van.
He clasped Eleanor’s bosom with both hands, spreading them apart and grazing against the erect nipples that protruded through the fabric between his lips. The sensation of his warm and moist tongue against the fabric was intense as he licked and sucked on her nipples with fervour.
Seeing her garments drenched with his saliva turned out to be quite embarrassing. She thought she should not have worn negligees if she knew this would happen.
Having savoured the sweetness of Eleanor’s bosom to his fill, Van extended his hand towards her thigh. Van’s delicate fingers traced the contours of her thighs through the silky fabric of her negligee. With a subtle movement, he slipped his fingertips beneath the hem, and Eleanor began to guide him.
Van’s words lingered in her mind, intriguing her to try.
She didn’t know that when she guided him in the past because she wasn’t close enough to him. As she guided Van, she couldn’t help but notice that his touch had become more sensitive.
It may be because the matching rate is much higher than with Carlisle. Even though it was just a sweep of her thighs, she felt it, and her vagina pulsed. But……
“Aren’t you involved with me to guide you? Don’t stop.”
When Eleanor, embarrassed, tried to stop guiding, a restraint came in. The delicate fabric of the negligee had already been pushed up to reveal the smooth skin of her upper thigh.
Van, who had kissed Eleanor on the cheek, his eyes locked onto hers, and a peculiar smile played on his lips. Eleanor felt a magnetic pull towards him, causing her to part her lips as Van’s mouth met hers in a passionate kiss.
As Van had said, she poured guidance into kissing, and she found herself lost in the sensation and clung to him.
His hot and hard body pressed against hers, separated only by a thin layer of Negligee. Eleanor felt Van’s tongue and lips caressing, exploring every inch of her mouth, and his hand glided up her thigh.
Perhaps because she was not accustomed to guiding in all the spots that came into contact with him, Eleanor was powerless to stop the flow of the liquid that had escaped from within her at one point.
The same was true for his hand that had been exploring her innermost secrets was still there, tracing patterns on her thighs and teasing her with every touch and fiddling with her folds. Because she was also guiding there, Van’s fingers approached frankly.
She fought to steady herself, her senses dulled by the urgency of her actions. His tongue hungrily explored the contours of her lips, gnawing at her insides. Guiding with her lips did not compare to guiding with only her hands.
Van’s fingers traced the gap between the folds, relishing in the sensation of Eleanor’s softness.
Even though only a single digit managed to penetrate the surface of her mind and stir her inside shallowly, there was a squelching sound. Van’s eyes widened with a sudden spark of excitement as he felt her insides twitch and clench around his finger.
Van pushed his fingers to the roots, coveting Eleanor’s mouth as if she would taste it deeper. He felt her warm, moist inside walls wrap around his fingers, her mouth salivating uncontrollably.
‘I can’t stand it!’
After sucking the very last drop of moisture from Eleanor’s lips, he raised his head. He gently repositioned Eleanor to the center of the bed and lifted her as if he were pulling her out of the open hem of the gown.
Eleanor was lost in the moment, basking in the afterglow of their passionate kissing and caressing, just watching what Van did. But she was taken aback when he pulled up the hem of her negligee and opened her legs.
She wouldn’t have been so surprised if he tried to insert it. With a tender touch, he raised Eleanor’s hips and nestled a soft cushion beneath her. He spoke in a gentle tone, his voice barely above a whisper.
“Guiding. I’m going to do it this way too. If you stop……I’ll keep sucking it up.”
He delicately parted the folds with his fingertips and pressed his face into the crevice. Eleanor was frightened as his tongue darted freely through the gap and tasted her pussy.
“Heuh! D-Duke, angh! That kind of action……Ahhh……!”
Panicked, she struggled, but her legs were tightly bound and pulled up toward her chest. He lifted his gaze to meet hers, her face flushed with pleasure, and she covered her face with her palms.
While Van was sucking her pussy, Eleanor gazed up at him through the gap between her legs and covered her face with her palms.
‘No! Don’t do something like that!’
As she watched him delve into the depths of her most intimate areas with his mouth, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of forbidden pleasure creeping up on her. She couldn’t bear to lift her head in shame, but deep down, she knew she had nothing against the pleasure he had brought her.
Eleanor’s thoughts raced as she belatedly recalled Van’s words. She couldn’t help but notice the way his eyes were shaped as he gazed at her with an intensity that seemed to demand something from her.
When she started guiding there, a rush of untamed sensation coursed through her body, emanating from the spot where his tongue had once stroked her. Eleanor freaked out and tried to stop him but couldn’t stop when his wet fingers began to dig into her clit.
“Ah! Aahh……Stop…….Ahh, Ah! Duke, Ah…….!”
Van’s fingers rubbed Eleanor’s clit up and down, and the sensation was so intense that it felt like sparks were flying behind her eyelids. Eleanor let out a low, guttural moan as her hips writhed in response to the tantalizing pressure of the tongue exploring the depths of her being.
There was also a lot of melting stimulation.
At this very moment, there was no resentment towards Carlisle, nor was there any fear regarding the future. There was only Van, along with the pleasure he brought.
“Ah, Aaahhh! Angh!”
As Eleanor reached the pinnacle of pleasure, her body convulsed with ecstasy. She unleashed her passion upon Van, guiding and caressing him with a newfound intensity that surpassed anything she had done before. He let out a groan and sucked on Eleanor’s flesh.
She was lost in a sea of pleasure, her thoughts completely consumed by the electrifying sensations that surged through every inch of her being and the guiding that was conveyed through her lips and tongue.
The scant amount of guidance she gave was hardly befitting of her C-class status, yet it was enough to ignite a fervor within the man that bordered on excitement. As Eleanor’s climax thinned out with a gentle subside, Van lifted his head with his ragged breath.
Her back was lowered, and the cushion set aside. Van slowly undid the buckle of his waist belt and slid his trousers. His mind was already in a state of great agitation as receiving dense guiding, and his pre-cum was spilling out from the tip of his member and mixing with her fluids.
He hugged Eleanor as if he was half covered and pressed his manhood against her, feeling the slickness of his own saliva and love juices. The gaping entrance was opened by his tip and plunged deep within her.
Eleanor, who instinctively let go of the guiding, trembled at the pleasure she was being given. She felt much better than she expected.
Her negligee made her feel uncomfortable and prevented her from making direct contact with him. Van must have been thinking the same thing so he tore Eleanor’s negligee.
It was alluring to see Eleanor’s naked body reflected in the shimmering fabric of her dress, but the scant surface area of contact between them left him wanting.
Eleanor shed the last of her garments and wrapped her arms around Van’s broad shoulders.
Van’s member yearned to push beyond its limits, delving even deeper. Even though it was her first time, she scarcely felt a shard of pain because she was experiencing such intense pleasure.
Eleanor’s slender legs coiled around Van’s waist. With every inch of her being pressed against him, and he was inside her with his cock, she was able to guide him more intensely than ever.
The pleasure given drove two people who had never even kissed anyone else before.
Eleanor clung to his neck, giddy from the intoxicating sensation of Van’s primal desires. He could feel nothing but the intense throbbing in his lower back and he was determined to push even deeper.
The ecstatic moaning of the two, both intoxicated with pleasure, melded together in perfect harmony throughout the entirety of the night.