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CHAT LXl

He spread his knees wide apart. With his erxctixn standing tall, Courtney couldn’t help but think it looked as though Richard had a third leg.

Half-lidded eyes filled with lust, he dragged his hand slowly along the length of his shxft. Haa— His heavy breathing was almost visible in the air. Courtney swallowed dryly.

“Nngh…”

The pleasure, with no way to release it, built up inside him, brick by brick. Richard began to rock his hips gently, his hand moving faster and faster. The sound shifted from dull slaps to a slick, wet noise.

Courtney couldn’t tear her eyes away from him for a single moment. Not too long ago, this kind of sight would have been unimaginable to her. Yet now, the embarrassment was gone, replaced by voyeuristic excitement. Her thighs, slightly spread, grew wetter with each passing second.

“Do it more… filthily. Move your hips properly.”

The words spilled out of her mouth without a thought. It wasn’t until she heard them herself that she realized she’d actually said them out loud.

Richard’s chest swelled with excitement at her explicit command. It was only their second night together, and yet she was already exceeding his wildest expectations. He winced, overwhelmed by the urge to climax and the pain that came with denying it.

With renewed fervor, Richard followed her order. He bit down on her underwear, soaking it with the moisture of his breath, while freeing his hands to travel up to his chest. He pinched his small nxxple between his fingers and stroked himself faster.

“Hngh… mnnh…”

A whimper, surprisingly high-pitched and delicate for someone with such a deep voice, escaped his lips. Courtney was startled by the feminine tone of his moan, prompting her to sit up straighter.

He was aware she was watching him. That realization sent a shiver down his spine. Richard thrust his chest forward, flaunting his hardened nxxples, gyrating his hips lewdly as he moved his hand up and down his length.

“Ngh… ah, ahh…!”

No matter how desperately he tried, he knew he couldn’t find release. Yet he continued, grinding his cxck through the unbearable burning pain, like a male beast in heat offering himself to the female beast he was courting. He was nothing more than an animal now, his only purpose to please.

Courtney reached out, yanking the underwear from his mouth. With his lips free, a flurry of incoherent words tumbled out between his ragged breaths.

“Courtney, ah, Master, please, please…!”

He begged, not even knowing what for. There was only one certainty—only she could quench this maddening thirst.

Did she know that? Courtney pushed her index and middle fingers into his open, gasping mouth. Without needing to be told, Richard sucked them, caressing her skin with his tongue.

He hadn’t always known this about himself. But after meeting her, something clicked into place. She had become the embodiment of the hazy fantasies that once plagued him during late-night sessions of self-pleasure.

And now, in this moment, he was lost, unable to distinguish dream from reality. Was this real? His mind, fogged with pain and pleasure, had lost all clarity.

Courtney stared down at him, her eyes burning with desire.

“Haa…”

A sigh escaped her lips. Watching him stroke his cxck like a pathetic creature, his face slack with lust, aroused her beyond measure. Her core throbbed, already wet.

She twisted her fingers deeper into his mouth, running them over his hot tongue, massaging the inside of his cheeks. When she pushed them in far enough to hit the back of his throat, Richard gagged, choking out a sound. Tears welled in his blue eyes, filling them with unshed moisture.

What is this? Why do I feel this way?

Courtney was confused. Why did she find him more lovable like this—an animal in heat—than when he was his usual, princely self? If this continued, she could no longer claim she was merely indulging him out of obligation.

The thin, fragile layer of control she had over her own desires shattered. She withdrew her damp fingers from his mouth with a swift motion.

“Richard.”

“Yes, nnnh… yes…”

His dazed eyes lifted to meet hers. As she shifted, Richard’s gaze dropped to the slickness between her legs, barely concealed by her nightgown. The thought that his disgraceful display was turning her on made his chest swell with a twisted sense of pride. Tears streamed down his flushed cheeks, falling from his red-rimmed eyes.

“Stand up.”

He released his grip on his cxck, wobbling to his feet with shaky legs. He didn’t bother to hide the trembling in his knees. In fact, he wanted to appear as pitiful as possible in her eyes.

But he didn’t need to make an effort. The sight of his cxck, slick with precxm and flushed to an almost purple hue, was enough to stir sympathy in Courtney’s gaze. The strained member, slick with what little fluid managed to escape, hung between his legs like a pitiful, swollen appendage.