Chapter 21: The Marriage Trap (1)

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'Ah~'

Ernest pushed his finger into her wet honey pot. As he pushed his finger deep in her, Amber gasped and grasped her nightclothes in anticipation.

When nothing happened, Amber opened her violet eyes and stared at him,

'Does it hurt?' He asked softly. He must be trying to be careful despite catching her in a lie.

'No, it doesn't but…'

'Really…' he sighed relief and smiled.

It seemed that although his deep affection for her was from the love potion, it did not wear away as the days went by. Ernest began to stir her inside as he undid the tie of her robe,

'Oh..!'

'I have to check if there has been a change in size.' He said as he pulled open her clothes to uncover her breasts and touch the warm softness directly,

'Ahn~' she moaned. Her breast responded sensitively to his hand. Sweet sensations ran through her skin as he touched her and her coral bud hardened and rose quickly. As he caressed her breast, the walls of her honey pot tightened around his restless finger.

As Amber' resistance was worn away by the gentle pleasure generated from inside lower abdomen her hips rocked and she clenched the sheets.

'It looks like it has not changed much yet.' Ernest said seriously, as though this was a very grave matter. (Zuben: it is a grave matter)

So why won't he take his hand off? (Zuben: I thought you were a smart lady)

'So, Ernest…'

'Well, do not worry,' he continued, 'we have to do this every day.'

He may be right. If it had been so easy to get the breast size she wanted, Amber would not have a complex about it. Persuaded by Ernest, she became swept up according to his desire. But she quickly recovered her senses,

'So-so, how about you take...your fingers…'

She wanted him to take his fingers out of her vagina which was now wet enough to audible.

His hand on her breast and his fingers in her were generating a sweet feeling that suffused her body, inevitably the walls of her honey pot began to contract.

She tried to be strong but loud mewl emerged from her lips.

The pleasure was not enough to take her to the heights but generated a delicate desire that continued to heat her body.

Ernest chuckled as Amber clenched and unclenched the silken bed linen,

'Have you forgotten, Amber?'

'Ahn~'

'Because you lied, you're being punished.'

Sunlight flickered through his silver hair as he moved his head.

'

But, that's- anh~' He had scooped up her breast from the edge and pinched her nipple, pleasure shot through her and Amber' inner muscles contracted more around his finger.

'But, I am not so narrow-minded. What would you like, Amber?'

'Ah, your finger...please take it out...ahn~'