The Duchess and the Devil - Chapter 60.2

– But don’t do it next time. Today everything worked out fine, but it’s hard to believe in the same outcome in the future.

Derrick lowered his bloody ankle and touched the sofa with both hands.

“Didn’t he know about the relationship between his daughter and your husband?”

His face slowly moved closer to hers.

The Duchess seemed to understand why he was asking this, so she tried to avoid his sharp gaze.

– He must have known.

“Bastard,” Derrick swore.

In fact, sometimes it seemed that in this way the demon wanted to ease the internal tossing of his wife. And, oddly enough, he was really angry at the people who hurt her.

– Should I pretend the next time we meet?

His tone seemed too sincere, causing Judith to laugh. Now Derrick looked like a small and mischievous tomboy. The demon also smiled and suddenly bit the light, soft cheek, but did not cause pain. Sensual lips moved to Judith’s. In just a second, the couple merged in a sensual, soft kiss.

But it was too fleeting. The familiar sharp nose gently rubbed against the bitten cheek. My head ached, and something warm fluttered in my chest. Another kiss, in which two bright red and sticky tongues intertwined together. They were like one body. Judith held the demon’s shoulder tightly, concentrating on the kiss.

Derrick rubbed her breasts, feeling her nipples through her dress. Those, trembling with pleasure, became hard, asking for even more touches. The more accurately Derrick understood the position of the nipple, the more excited they became. The kiss became more and more hot: the demon’s tongue penetrated deeper and deeper. Duke squeezed the nipple hard in pleasure.

Judith screamed and pushed him in the chest:

– What are you doing?

– But you feel good. “I see you’re excited, and so are your nipples,” Derrick whispered, laughing. He wiped the saliva from his lips.

The demon felt everything even through his clothes. His eyes shone, as if he saw right through the girl. This indicated that Derrick was now truly horny.

Touching the nipple again, Duke rubbed it. Judith tried to hold back a groan.

– No, don’t. Not here.

She just couldn’t do it on Killard’s property. The couple could not know when the Emperor would come to the living room or send servants here. And this thought haunted me.

“Then let me just lick the nipples,” Derrick said firmly and dissatisfied, seeing his wife shaking her head.

The demon pulled off his dress, exposing his chest, and then took off his shirt. Judith raised an eyebrow, pointing at the naked torso.

“Are you seriously going to do just that?”

She was afraid that Derrick’s excitement would take over.

Judith knew sometimes the demon’s bad character, but she had already gotten used to it and learned to deal with it correctly. Derrick leaned closer to her, laughing, and then put his hand on her round, beautiful breast.

Trembling, Judith looked at the demon, who had already begun to lick the nipples with his wet tongue. Derrick didn’t stop there. He wrapped his arm around the girl’s waist so that she could not run away from the caresses.

Gently touching the tip of his tongue to the nipple, Derrick moved in circular motions around the areola.

“Yes…” Judith moaned as her husband gently bit down on it and then poured it out in the same place.

It gradually became hot between my legs. Judith arched at the waist, trying to somehow cope with the surging wave of excitement. A small trembling ran through her entire body.

– Oh, Derrick!

The Duchess did not even know how to behave, because on the one hand there was excitement, on the other – common sense.