I’m In Trouble Because My Husband Is So Cute - Chapter 109

Chapter 109

WARNING: This particular chapter is R-19. As such, this chapter will contain mature themes. Read at your own risk.

“Ah!”

Zachary kissed her soft inner thigh deeply. Iellie bit her lip and swallowed the moan that was about to burst out before he lifted his head slightly. The deep blue eyes buried in the darkness were shining brightly, like those of a beast of prey.

“Don’t swallow your moan.”

“Ah… but.”

“I want to hear your voice.”

Having said that, he dug into the deepest part of her without hesitation. After breaking through, Iellie gasped and shrunk her whole body as he thrust his tongue into her most secret places.

“Len, it’s okay…”

Zachary comforted his wife as if to soothe a child. A damp voice rang out softly, but regardless of the way he spoke, his lips were still caressing her bottom relentlessly.

Every time the tip of his tongue licked and brushed the most intimate inside, a pleasure like fireworks exploded in her head as reason had long since flown away. At this moment, there was only one thought filling her mind.

‘You can do whatever you want. Please mess with me.’

The next moment, he asked her. Even his voice, which sank low, was full of heat.

“…Can I?”

Yes. You can.

No, she’d rather he do it sooner rather than later. Iellie frantically nodded her head. The blue eyes sank to the point where they seemed black for an instant.

Zachary embraced her body.

“Huuuuhhtt…”

Iellie let out a long moan as the heavy yet sweet dull pain shook her whole body. Zachary was in no hurry. His slow, unhurried arrival began to fill her.

However, being in no hurry did not mean that a beast was not a beast. The pillar that had been hammered into her was pushed in and out, scratching the narrow inner walls. His wife’s eyes flashed white.

“Ah, huuu…”

An electric current-like sensation surged through her body, stiffening her whole body. Zachary, who had been moving his waist slowly, stopped suddenly.

Blue eyes soaked in pleasure captured her.

“…Sorry, does it hurt?”

When the voice sank deeply as he asked, Iellie answered with her moans mixed in.

“Ugh, of course…”

Of course, it hurts!

Iellie, who was about to reply, hurriedly swallowed her words.

It was because if that were the case, he would stop without hesitation. Obviously, it hurt a lot since it was her first time doing it though the pleasure was far greater than that. Iellie stretched out her arm. She wrapped her arms tightly around his neck and pulled him into a hug.

“…I’m okay.”

The voice was immersed in deep pleasure, and there was a smile in her eyes. Zachary locked her body fully in his arms. His face was visible through the blurred vision. The beautiful brows and tightly closed lips slightly narrowed in response to the rush of pleasure.

Zachary, trembling with pleasure, called her name.

“Len.”

“…Ung—”

She wanted to give a proper answer as much as possible, but now she was at her limit. Zachary’s movement began to grow more intense.

“Ah, haa, ah, ah…!”

The pillar, which was all over the place, dug into Iellie’s deepest part. He scratched the sensitive vaginal walls and poked the sensitive spot inside. Soon, her inside was drenched. There was a squashing sound as flesh and flesh rubbed against each other.

Excited breath escaped from her lips.

“Huht, haa…”

She couldn’t think of anything.

All of her emotions and reason that made her up were burned away, and all her senses turned to Zachary, who pierced her. Iellie’s insides were clamoring to somehow accept Zachary.

Stay inside a little more.

The hot, hard flesh rushed incessantly into the deepest part of her body.

“Ah, ahng, ah, ah…!”

A violent moan crept up from the inside of her throat. Zachary’s flesh scoured Iellie’s smooth inner wall. It seemed that only he was left in her world. Only the pleasure was too vivid, and all other senses seemed to fade away.

“Hu, ha-uh—!”

He coveted deep inside her like a beast preying on prey.

The sound of rapid breathing warmed the air, and the sound of squeaking filled the eardrums. Iellie suddenly found herself hugging Zachary’s neck. Iellie was afraid that if she didn’t, she would lose her mind.

And finally, the time when Iellie couldn’t overcome the wave-like pleasure and collapsed in fright. They ran to the end side by side.

Iellie gasped for her breath as tears wet her pale green eyes. Zachary, who gazed down at her with moistened eyes, kissed her eyelids.

“…Haa, haa, ha, you, you are too much…”

She looked up at him in tears. It was the first night, yet this was too much. Her whole body was so tired that it seemed like it had turned into porridge.

Looking down at her, Zachary smiled like a beast with a full stomach.

“Sorry, it’s because you’re so pretty.”

Unlike his sorry apology, their contact was still only dense. It was the lips this time. The sound of lips touching was obvious.

Iellie shrunk her back.

Licking her tears, Zachary reached out for her. He pushed through the underside of the blanket and caressed her soft skin. He rises from her neck, leaving a little kiss. Her eyesight was blurry as the intense love affair from earlier still left a deep sense of pleasure.

Maybe that was why she reacted sensitively to his light kiss.

“Ah…”

At the same time, his lips covered hers. The current kiss is just a short kiss. A kiss they had many times. The little kisses, like a rain that slowly warmed her whole body, turned into tenderness and comforted her.

“Go to sleep now.”

Those kind words were the last thing. Iellie closed her eyes like fainting.

She probably fell asleep. Iellie absentmindedly lifted her eyelids. She could feel the warmth of a body.

‘Ah, we did. Our last night.’

Iellie felt her face heat up in the moment as the memories of yesterday ran through her head, broken into pieces. Even though her memory was hazy, one thing was certain… that last night was perfectly happy.

“….”

She blinked her eyes slowly.

Perhaps it was because of how many times yesterday she had gone to the end of pleasure, and now, it was difficult for her to lift a finger. The pleasant fatigue weighed down her whole body.

“…How are you feeling?”

Perhaps he felt her move. Zachary, who woke up alertly, asked in a whispering voice. Unlike Iellie, who was half drunk in drowsiness, his voice is neat.

“I’m… fine.”

Responding in a languid voice, she dug into his arms. His firm arms embraced her as if entangling her. She leans her head against his tight chest with chiseled muscles. Warmth spreads to every nook and cranny of her body.

“Sleep a little longer.”

Zachary patted her on the shoulder.

With a little nod of her head, she fell back into the valley of slumber. After that, when Iellie woke up, it was almost the time when the sun rose in the middle of the sky. She got up and looked around. Her husband wasn’t there, but instead, a delicious smell wafted through the air.

“…What.”

As she muttered in a hushed voice, the door opened with a click, and a friendly greeting came.

“Did you sleep well?”

“Zachary.”

When Iellie rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at him, Zachary had a tray in his hand.

“What’s this?”

“It’s your breakfast.”

“What?”

She blinked her eyes. In the meanwhile, her husband smiled and set the tray down on the table. It smelled savory.

“Is it chicken soup?”

“Yes. I think you must have found it a bit hard yesterday.”

“….”

Yes, it was hard.

Iellie glanced at Zachary with affection before she opened her mouth in surprise.

“By the way, did you make this chicken soup yourself?”

“Of course.”

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