Chapter 28: Warm My Body (19)

Would he come over?

Or would he not?

Ariel approached Carlos, hugging him. Without putting his hand away from her chest or groping it, Carlos bit his lips. He wanted to bring Ariel down on the bed right away and bury his face in her fragrant embrace. But holding on to his last speck of reason, he recalled Leandro’s order: “Protect Ariel while I’m away.”

Ariel’s heartbeat was felt under the palm of his hand glued to her chest. Her heart beat as hard as it could.

He wasn’t the only one shaken. Carlos seemed a little relieved to feel Ariel’s pounding heart.

“Lord Carlos… it’s cold.”

It was a decisive remark. If it’s cold, she should wear the clothes that she had just discarded with her own hands, but that wasn’t what she wanted.

‘Warm my body with your body temperature to the point where I no longer feel the chill running up my spine.’

Carlos realized the deep meaning in her eyes at once.

The skin of Ariel, which was so soft for his hand to slide over, was giving him a hail of goosebumps.

“Ariel…” Carlos managed to open his mouth and uttered a low growl. One hand was placed on Ariel’s chest, and the other on her face, wrapping around her cheek. “…You can’t do this. You’re…”

“A few days ago, you touched me with this hand.”

Carlos had no intention of making time for words of rejection. Ariel interrupted him and said to himself when he had spent a hot time with her in the bathtub. Ariel clearly remembered Carlos’ alter ego, who’s hot manhood poked her back painfully.

He touched and coveted every nook and cranny of her body, but he had never pierced himself inside her. To think that there’d be a lot of unanswered desires lingering. Ariel somehow seemed to be caught in a shiver down below.

“Here, like this…”

Ariel moved Carlos’ fingers to touch her breast. Her nipples, whether because of the cold or because Carlos was touching her, rose beyond all else.

“Ha…”

Carlos gasped at the soft touch of the lower part of her chest, which was pressed down by the palm of his hand. The feeling of the cute nipple felt at the tip of his fingers.

His bottom area swelled beyond control.

Sweat gathered on his forehead, at the crossroads of accepting her inviting or turning it around and storming out of the place.

“If you do what I want to make me happy, this His Majesty would also be happy.”

If Carlos hesitated because he couldn’t betray his monarch, then she would convince him that his act wasn’t betraying Leandro.

Ariel casually uttered a very contradictory and nonsensical remark that it was her happiness that would please Leandro. It certainly seemed to work for Carlos.

Ariel hugged him and he hugged her back with their chests and faces flush against each other.

“Ah…”

Carlos, who had been fighting fiercely between instinct and reason in his mind, let out a startled sound upon making contact with Ariel’s thigh, which passed over his crotch.

With only a thin cloth between them, Ariel’s bare thighs and Carlos’ large pillars rubbed together. In a way, it was nothing, but Carlos almost let himself go at the light rub.

“Arghh… Ariel, won’t you regret it?”

A hoarse voice. His release was right around the corner. Ariel smiled softly and lifted her lips. It lightly brushed against Carlos’ lips.

“Hug me, gently…”

No man in the world could refuse her dizzying invitation. She was a saint, a sculpture made to perfection.

Carlos eventually succumbed to instinct.

He grabbed Ariel’s face in a hurry as she brushed his lips to the point that she was about to fall. Carlos clasped her whole body into his arms as Ariel staggered, unable to keep her balance by the kiss that began as wild as if to devour her lips.

Stuck in the arms of Carlos, who was firm and strong, Ariel trembled against her restraints.

It was a vertiginous entrapment.

Ariel was embarrassed by the urgent and clumsy kiss. Such a clumsy act was unexpected.

Yeah, that’s right…

Carlos was a man who didn’t know a woman until he was given Ariel at Leandro’s order.

The touch that he had groped Ariel in the bathtub that first time was so adept that she almost mistook him for an expert in the art of seduction.

“Huuk… aah…”

Carlos’ tongue came straight in through her crevice. It was a clumsy kiss that shook her mouth wildly and sucked her lips.

“Lord Carlos, slow down…” After their lips met, Ariel murmured. The urgent and rough caress was something that she always went through in her affair with Leandro, so she hoped Carlos to be gentle with her.

Carlos, who had detached his lips from hers with a short sigh, looked Ariel in the face for a few seconds without a word. With each of them reflected in the other’s eyes, the two were in a state of unknown emotions.

“…Beautiful.”  With Carlos muttering in a low voice, Ariel felt her nose tingling.

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