Chapter 105: Blooming Flower (19)
Igor placed his hands between her soft legs and looked at her blooming flower.
Rihannan covered her face and shook her head. “I’m fine… so stop…”
“I already saw everything while I washed you clean last night. I’m sure you’d faint from the sight of it.”
“……”
Her body froze.
That’s right.
She was full of sticky sweat last night before falling asleep, but now she was clean from top to bottom. Even the area where the bloodstains and white fluid were supposed to be was spotless.
She gasped, realizing what he had done.
‘…How was he able to clean me thoroughly while making sure not to wake me up?’
As the tumultuous shock quietly ran through her eyes, Igor’s eyes grew stern and serious like a reliable man. With her legs apart and her blooming flower in full view, he examined the fleshy area that was red and swollen. He gently touched it.
Feeling his warm and smooth hand rubbing up and down her fleshy flower, Rihannan bit her lips. His other hand moved towards her cl*t and he breathed hotly on it.
The sight of her fleshy garden was cute. A playful smile crossed his lips as his eyes twinkled as if her garden was a treasure trove shimmering brightly.
Heat slowly rose from her body like a harrowing tempest.
“It doesn’t look like it’s wounded. Are you hurting, Rihannan?” Igor slipped a finger inside and rubbed her flesh gently before pulling his hand away and asked carefully.
She kept her mouth shut. Any moment her mind would explode while an unsettling feeling of anxiety slowly crept on her face.
“Rihannan, I know I’d been handling you roughly last night. I tried my best to hold myself back… but I wasn’t able to do it properly…” while she remained silent, her mouth shut, Igor hurriedly continued, “I’m sure you’re upset and that your experience was horrible. It was your first time, after all, but you’ll be fine after a while. I know I’m being hasty coming to this conclusion when we’ve only done it once…”
“That’s not it,” Rihannan cut off his words and corrected him. The amount of care he placed on her and his tender and gentle words was too much for her to bear. “It’s true… it did hurt, but I never felt any awful intent from you. You don’t have to worry. Towards the latter half, I enj–”
Enjoyed it.
It was what she would have said had she not shut her mouth swiftly. She must’ve gone crazy to think of saying those embarrassing words out loud.
She hoped with all her heart that he did not hear what she said. Right. It’s best that she switches the topic right now.
But Igor had keen ears. Like a hunting dog that found its chunk of meat, his eyes lit up and he said with a tinge of excitement, “…What were you going to say? Enjoy?”
He slowly leaned his face closer to her while she pushed herself away from him and more toward the back of the bed. But she had already reached the end and there was no place to run to.
She was cornered.
Completely.
Not wanting to cause any problem by pushing him away and that she had no idea what to do, she nervously pulled up the blanket and covered herself.
“Um…”
Igor smiled a simple smile. She was incandescently beautiful. Though he knew she was going through hard times, mentally and physically, she continued to tend to her flowers and it bloomed beautifully. Despite all that she’d gone through, the warm rays of the sun never failed to shine on her.
“…Rihannan.”
He pulled down the blanket lightly and kissed her soft lips. He kissed her a million times till her lips swole. He craved her again, over and over again.
The amount of kisses they shared was more than their years of marriage she had with him.
He kissed her again, and again, and once more, and then another.
He stuck his tongue out and gently swept over her swollen lips. A light taste of her lips spread to his tongue. It was intoxicating. He cupped her cheek, held her face, and pushed his tongue deep inside her and rolled it around.
“Ha…” he groaned inwardly.
It had only been a day since she awkwardly committed a night of passion with him, but now she took in his advancements with natural grace.
Rihannan placed her hand in his shoulder. She gave in to his whims and kissed back. Her sweet, sweet tongue fought back and explored every corner of his mouth.
Igor’s cheek reddened as their saliva mixed and their hot breath mingling as one.
Knock! Knock!
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