The Reason for Marriage

“Ah, ah…”

Her n*pples were caressed between his fingers and a thrilling sensation scattered throughout her body. His lips, which fiercely kissed the back of her neck, made red marks in their frenzied effort to reach her completely. His desire was engraved with dizzying pain and Iveca didn’t mind a moment of it.

Iveca bit her lower lip as he gently caressed her n*pples again, then pressed playfully against her bre*st. He liked to use his whole body to lock her in and keep her from moving.

“I’ve been sitting with a long face, working away, while thinking for a whole day about doing this with the Queen.”

Iveca tried to cross her legs but was stopped by him as he barely nodded his head. Still, he was so neat outside the bedroom that no one could not even imagine him in this kind of form. He was like a different person in bed, and Iveca still had a hard time adjusting to the gap.

“Is… ah… is that so…”

“All day, Iveca. If only they could have seen what I was doing with you in my head…”

He grabbed her hand, drawing a line down her own body with it until he reached the heat between her thighs. Holding Iveca’s shy fingers, he gently began to caress her, stroking her cl*toris with his own hand and hers. She struggled in embarrassment, but she would not let go.

“I’m used to hiding things,” Daniel said, “it’s not the first time I’ve f*cked my Queen while everyone thinks I’m working.”

“Ha… Do, don’t…. I’m embarrassed, ah!”

Her fingers were mobilized by a friendly and skilful touch, beyond her control, and Iveca gasped and swallowed a groan. His blue eyes stared at her nakedness, while slippery liquid soaked their tangled fingers as she closed her eyes tightly. It was embarrassing enough to make her whole body explode, but the pleasure was stimulated intensely.

“I look like a beast, don’t I?” He whispered, deliberately pressing his hard, hot c*ck to her. His hand gestures became more active each time she struggled with her legs as her pleasure wrapped around her body. He pressed and vibrated her cl*toris vigorously until the inner side of her thighs trembled. Her fingertips inside were wet to the point of being unbearable.

She did not know if he would accuse her more like a madman if she said that even his low voice sitting quietly in his ear sounded sweet. She shook her head slowly and kissed his lips quickly.

“What do you mean?”

Having finally let go of her hand, he gently stroked her entrance and muttered in a dreary voice.

“I can’t get my act together even if we are together for a short time.”

As Iveca took a deep breath at the words she didn’t expect to come from his mouth, his c*ck entered her. Even after all the times she had felt it slide inside her, she never expected it to be so… physically daunting.

“Oh… that feels so good.” Breathing a sigh of satisfaction, he began to move, filling her inner walls with his huge physicality. He hugged her tightly and she was flooded again with sensation. “You like it, Iveca?”

“Ah, ha… Ah, ah…”

His tongue re-entered her gaping mouth and began to squirm against hers. The warm body temperature they shared became entangled between their tightly hugged bodies. It was as if she would lose her mind every time he came in, slamming his waist down at her while squeezing her body in between.

“Go,good…. It, it’s, really good…” she answered, panting in his breath.

“You are so beautiful, Iveca…”

His lips touched her blushing cheek like a reward. The movement below continued at a frantic pace, however. His strength pushed through her body, stroking her, clenching the sheet tightly while groaning at her while a nail cut marked his shoulder. Iveca could feel her limit rapidly approaching.

“Ah, ah! Ah…”

Eventually, several times, intense pleasure overtook her body, and he continued to groan until she reached her dizzying climax and tears fell from her eyes. His movements that cut through her tender flesh did not even tire him. As she panted and lost her consciousness in the afterglow after her climax, a moan blew from the man who was driving her so fiercely.

Holding her tight to him, he ejaculated with a rough sigh. Feeling the hot liquid flowing through her thighs, she was exhausted, allowing him to fill her at his own pace.

It was an hour until she came to her senses. Barely awakened by him stroking her hair down, she sighed with embarrassment, still conscious of the burning feeling underneath. He noticed that she had come to her senses and smiled at her.

“Did you like it?”

“…Why do you ask me that?”

“I’m saying this because I want you to be happy next to me. I’m just trying to read the situation.”

After the affair, he was back being neat and tidy, unlike what he looked like in the bed before. She nodded her head slowly. If one looked at the things that he ‘demanded’ on, everything was as perfect as she could imagine it to be.