My Beloved, Whom I Desire to Kill - 276

He finally slipped out of his underwear when he took off his vest. Giselle’s body might get cold, so his hands quickly undid the buttons on her shirt. He was a man who always handled clothes neatly, yet he tossed her shirt aside carelessly.

The clear contours of his thick, well-defined upper body revealed a man whose habits of training had not lapsed despite being busy with work and a relationship.

Bare-chested, Edwin lifted Giselle’s legs, which were draped over his thighs. He gently slid his hand into her black stockings. As he peeled off each stocking, he rained kisses down the bare skin he revealed, all the way to her toes.

When he released her feet, Giselle deliberately stretched out again. The heel that had been caressing his toned thigh now slowly brushed against the mound beneath his belt, which jutted out like a mountain. The man, who had been leaning toward Giselle, stiffened.

It wasn’t until her calf deliberately grazed the same spot that he realized it wasn’t an accident. He looked at Giselle with a look of disbelief, as if to say, «I can’t believe you’re doing something so lewd.» But far from being displeased, he seemed willing. He stood up and unbuckled the belt he had seemed to have no intention of taking off.

Tuk.

The button came undone.

Jii-eek.

The zipper slid down. The thing that had once hurt Giselle, but would heal her tonight, was about to be revealed.

Would it be the same?

Giselle licked her dry lips, caught in a nervous tension that was a mix of worry and anticipation.

The man was just as she remembered. The moment he lowered his underwear, his bronze-colored column sprang up to his navel with a bounce before its formidable weight and length made it droop and stretch out in front of him. She was as stunned as the first time she saw it.

Edwin Eccleston stood before her, perfectly naked. Without hesitation. Giselle, too, finally faced his body without shame.

The guilt she had felt was now a thing of the past. So overwhelmed, she couldn’t tear her eyes away or speak, but in Edwin’s eyes, all he saw was her shock.

—If it’s too much for you, we don’t have to go all the way.

I went all the way and walked away perfectly fine.

Giselle subtly glanced down at the space between her legs.

—Why don’t you see for yourself if it was too much for me or not?

Asking a gentleman to look at my secret place.

Her utterly lewd words were not something a lady should say. He was surprised, but soon, his eyes took on the look of a male dog staring at a bitch.

Without hesitation, he hooked his finger on the last piece of fabric covering Giselle’s body. Edwin must have wanted to feel the same sense of catharsis as Giselle. He hoped that by doing this, she would shake off the heavy burden on her heart, just as she had.

With a flushed face, he pulled down her underwear. When the plump mound of flesh, hidden by her moist golden pubic hair, was revealed, his tense eyes couldn’t look away.

In the moment that Edwin was solely focused on the space between Giselle’s legs, Giselle’s gaze was also drawn to the space between his.

The man, who had completely stripped off her panties from her ankles, grabbed her knees. She dodged his attempt to spread her legs and lifted one. The arch of her foot slowly slid up the erect cock.

—Ugh…….

Edwin buckled at the waist and grabbed her ankle. It was not enough to stop Giselle. She wiggled her toes and tapped the soft flesh at the tip before slowly rubbing it. The muscles in his thighs bulged, and his abs tightened visibly. With that kind of force, a strained sound came from his throat.

—Stop.

—You don’t like it?

—I’m telling you to stop because I like it too much. I don’t want to finish before we even start.

—But it’ll get hard again right away.

He didn’t hold back his laughter. Neither of them, engrossed in the present, noticed that they were casually speaking of a past that had been difficult for them.

—The first one’s going to be inside you.

Only then did Giselle’s foot-play stop. Edwin pushed the ankle he was holding to the side. He glared at her with a threatening look, as if to make her regret exciting him.

But the moment her inner flesh parted, his eyes froze, unmoving. Only after the heat spread across his face did they slowly begin to thaw.

The man, whose chest and Adam’s apple had been heavily heaving, spread Giselle’s legs even further and knelt between them. He lowered his head to her sex. He was like a man drawn into the sea, succumbing to a siren’s dangerous, irresistible temptation.

Lust was laid bare on his face, stripped of all self-restraint. Just watching him was enough to soak the space between her legs. The man, who had been approaching, paused and let out a small sigh.

He must have seen the flow.

She was embarrassed but didn’t turn her head away. Her desire to remember every moment of Edwin Eccleston’s lust for her outweighed her shame.

—Ah…….

He touched Giselle. Starting with the vaginal opening, which had involuntarily tightened at his ragged breath that reached her first. Edwin slowly traced a circle around the place where he would enter, then his fingertips moved slowly upward, parting the delicate folds of flesh.

—It’s beautiful. It looks like a flower in bloom.

The crude words Lorenz had used to malign Giselle’s sex felt as though even their dirty residue was being washed away from her heart.

—Ah!

When his fingertips reached the peak, a sharp pleasure pierced through Giselle’s body. Edwin parted the flesh. A hot breath suddenly blew against her exposed clitoris.

—Heuh…….

—It’s beating like a heart.

An expression of wonder was evident in Edwin’s tone. It was because, as he had promised, every climax was just the best so far, and the last one had been intensely powerful.

—It’s so tiny. I’m worried it’s even okay for me to suck on it.

Giselle, who had been looking down at the man between her legs, snapped her eyelids open.

‘You’re really going to put your mouth on it?’

Despite having experienced so many things that were so uncharacteristic of Edwin Eccleston, she was still surprised every time something new happened.

I want to see. Please, just forget your worries and show me.

Feeling restless, she calmly provoked him.

—You suck on mints just fine, even though they’re tiny.

—It’d be a big problem if you melted away like a mint.

Giselle laughed, then held her breath.

—There’s only one way to know if I’ll melt or not.

As soon as the lighthearted banter to ease their tension ended, Edwin locked eyes with her and pressed his lips to the nub pulsating along with her heart. The first touch was a gentle kiss, like the gentleman he was. Even in that brief contact, Giselle shivered and was electrified all over.

Jjok.

This time, he parted his lips and took it into his mouth. He sucked with enough force that the sound of skin separating was raw and explicit. Jjirit. A sharp, flash-like pleasure shot up. Sparks flew before her eyes, and her hips reflexively lifted.

—Was that too strong?

He said he’d go easy, but his two hands gripped her hips tightly, so she couldn’t escape.

—Ah, mmm……..

His tongue touched her. The tip of his hard tongue rolled over the nub. It was so good it made her moan, but she thought it was just a familiar feeling with a different person. That was until he licked the flesh in a long stroke with his tongue.

—Hah!

What is this?

Giselle’s eyes widened, startled by the new shock spreading around her clitoris.

His tongue was caressing her softly, yet her mucous membrane felt hot.

Could this be what it’s like to be on fire with cold flames?

It was a first. At least between her legs. She realized in an instant that she had felt it before, in her mouth.

Mint.

It was the numbing sensation from the mint that had melted onto his tongue before Edwin had even chewed it.

—Ahhn, ahh…….

It was so stimulating it made her lose her mind.

—Hmph, you’re the best.

Her honest words came out without a hint of shame. In response, he began to rub his tongue roughly, making the sound of skin friction raw and explicit. Another record for the greatest pleasure was set.

From then on, she couldn’t even manage to cry out. She wasn’t gasping for breath; she was gulping it down. The intense ecstasy surging between her legs felt like it would launch Giselle sky-high. As her hips began to lift, she gripped the sheets tightly, as if to anchor herself to the bed, beneath Edwin.

Oh, I’m going to come. I want to. I’m going to. I’m going to.

She was charging toward the peak, anticipating an overwhelming climax, when the man who was guiding her suddenly stopped.

—Ah, why…

Giselle looked down with a forlorn expression, like a woman who had been terribly betrayed by her trusted lover. Far from being sorry, Edwin’s eyes curved into a sharp smile, as if he found her frantic state adorable.

—Tell me if this is uncomfortable.

One of his fingers carefully slipped into her pussy.

Asure: Lo entiendo, lo entiendo… Sé que queréis más. Hagamos el siguiente reto: si veo suficientes comentarios (30 en español y 20 en inglés) antes del domingo 21 de septiembre, tendréis 5 capítulos extra. Los comentarios en español deben estar aquí, y los comentarios en inglés deben estar en la novela en inglés de este blog. Estoy usando el horario UTC/GMT -5 horas (ahora mismo son las 11:29 p. m. del 20/09/25).

P. D.: Los comentarios repetidos de los mismos usuarios no contarán. Estaré atento 👀. Quiero ver cuántos usuarios fantasma hay por ahí… ¡Que empiece el juego!