Chapter 142: I Love You Too [R18]
Surprised at first, Aideen did not respond to her husband’s kiss right away, so Tillian placed his right hand behind her head and pressed her face even closer, while his left hand slid down the princess’s back.
"Tillian..." The woman tried to understand what made her husband so anxious but he refused to let go of her lips.
The Duke felt like his brain was melting, like he could let go of everything and just burn down in flames right there, with Aideen inside his arms. The lady took off his shirt and felt his hot naked upper body with her palm––his skin was unexpectedly soft, and his hard muscles were almost pulsating, indicating how tense his whole body was.
Not stopping even for a moment, Tillian took off the rest of his clothes, letting the princess help him with that. He hugged her the same way he did the last time––a strong, yet careful hold with Aideen’s legs around his waist.
The princess kissed his neck, while the man was getting them both back into the steaming and fragrant water that filled the bathtub. Perhaps it was that strong aroma, or maybe the silky feeling of the hot bath water enveloping their bodies, but it felt like they both lost the remnants of awkwardness caused by the spontaneity of their actions and gave in to the momentum of unrelenting desire.
Tillian’s touch was greedy and hot, and every time he moved, Aideen felt tingling sparks rushing all the way up her body, entangling her thoughts, blurring her vision, and making her gasp for air. As if setting free all the hidden tension and stress, they both could not get enough of one another, and nothing they did seemed to be enough to satisfy them completely.
There was no need for words, their frantic minds were too busy trying not to go insane; the sound of splashing water was mixed with their crazy racing heartbeats, loud breathing, and occasional moans, along with the heavy hail hitting the bathroom windows’ glass.
When there was no more strength left in their bodies, they finally realized that the bath water had long gone cold and all the candles were off, with their entangled bodies still hot, they were left in complete darkness.
Regaining his composure, Tillian stroked his wife’s face with the back of his hand and smiled at her.