Reborn As Noble Chapter 1592: The Couch and the Audience ( 1592 )
Previously on Reborn As Noble...
The moment the door closed, Javier moved. He carried Delya toward the long couch in the corner of the room and bent her over it. Her knees pressed into the cushions, her hands bracing against the armrest, her back arched as she glanced over her shoulder.
"W... wait, Danna-sama..."
Her breath caught as Javier hooked his fingers into her bikini bottom and pulled it down her thighs.
Her bare pussy was exposed to the cool air of the room. Smooth, pink, glistening faintly with her own wetness. The thin fabric pooled around her knees.
"Everyone is still upstairs," Delya whispered, panic threading through her voice. "If we do it here, everyone will see..."
He reached up and untied her bikini top from the back. The strings came loose, and the fabric slipped away, letting her full breasts hang free beneath her.
Javier leaned down and caught her lips with his own, deep and hungry. Her protest died in her throat, her eyes fluttering shut as she returned the kiss.
His hands moved to his trunks, pulling them down. His huge cock sprang free, heavy and thick, already slick at the tip.
He gripped it in one hand and dragged the swollen head along her pussy, parting her folds, coating himself in her wetness.
Delya gasped against his lips, her eyes widening. One hand flew back, gripping his hip, her fingers digging into his skin the moment she felt the huge tip slowly stretching her pussy. Her whimper muffled into his mouth.
"Mmmpphh!!!"
She pulled back from the kiss, resting her forehead against the armrest, her breath ragged. A soft hiss escaped her lips as she felt his huge cock slip past her tight ring, inch by inch, stretching her walls around his thickness. Her body jerked forward the moment he pushed all the way to the end, her hands gripping the armrest tightly.
"Be... be gentle, Danna-sama..."
He pulled back and thrust in rough, deep, his hips slamming against her soft ass. Delya bit her lower lip, her eyes squeezing shut, her body trembling beneath him.
I... I wonder why Danna-sama is... so different today...
Her body jerked with every hard shove, her knees slipping against the cushions, her breath escaping in soft, high gasps each time he drove into her.
Mm... Danna-sama... he’s so rough...
I... I love it when Danna-sama is like this... like he’s hungry... like he can’t hold back... when he takes me like he needs me...
Her head dropped lower, a shaky exhale leaving her lips.
Ahh... it feels good... it feels so good...
Her body began to sink into the rhythm, the delicious friction building low in her belly, spreading heat through her hips. Her knees trembled. Her thighs shook.
Javier grabbed her wrists and drew them backward, lifting her upper body off the armrest. Her back arched, her breasts swaying freely, bouncing with every hard slam of his hips against her.
The room filled with sound.
Skin meeting skin. Sharp, rhythmic, echoing off the walls. The slick, wet sound of Javier’s huge cock driving in and out of Delya’s pussy with every rough thrust.
Delya’s eyes fluttered. Her lips parted. A heat began to build low in her belly, spreading outward through her hips, her thighs, her stomach, as the sensation coiled tighter and tighter inside her.
Then it broke.
Her body arched sharply, her breath catching in her throat. Her back curved, her hair spilling across her shoulders, her breasts pressed forward. The heat flooded through her, from the deepest part of her belly all the way to her fingertips and her curled toes.
Her legs shook, her thighs trembling hard against the couch. Her pussy clenched around him in rhythmic waves, gripping him tight. Her breath came out in a long, shaking rush, her body quivering as she rode through it.
She rested her forehead against the armrest, her body still trembling faintly, her breath shallow and warm.
"Danna-sama~"
Javier kept moving. His hips rolled into her, slow and deep at first, then faster, the wet, slick sounds getting louder with each thrust.
Then a voice drifted from nearby.
"Nya. This is why Big Sister Liana said you need to train and be ready first."
Mimi stood beside the couch, her tail swaying lazily, her fang showing as she bit her lower lip.
"Because Husband’s thing is huge~ And his skill makes any girl finish fast. If you’re not ready, a few minutes and you’ll faint from too much pleasure, nya~"
Celine stood half-hidden behind her, both hands covering her eyes. Her fingers were slightly parted, peeking through the gaps.
Lyzia just stared openly at Delya and Javier, her expression unreadable.
"M... Mimi!"
Delya’s cheeks flushed deep red. She buried her face in the armrest, her voice muffled.
"Don’t look!"
Mimi tilted her head, one finger on her lips, genuinely confused.
"Nya? Why? We all do it together every night."
Javier paused mid-thrust, flashing a charming smile at them over his shoulder, completely unashamed.
"Don’t let them watch!" Delya hissed.
"Nya, but Celine is going to be Husband’s wife anyway." Mimi shrugged, tail flicking. "She has to learn what to expect, doesn’t she?"
Before Delya could reply, Gloria’s voice drifted down from the stairs.
"Because Lyzia is not."
Mimi turned her gaze toward Lyzia, who was still staring at Javier’s cock. Mimi grinned, stepped behind her, and covered both of Lyzia’s eyes with her hands.
"Nya~ Lyzia can’t look. Kids shouldn’t see adult things."
"Hey! I’m not a kid!"
Lyzia grabbed at Mimi’s hands, trying to pry them off.
"I’ve already seen everything!"
Mimi turned Lyzia’s head and started pushing her toward the door.
"Doesn’t matter, nya~ Out you go~"
Celine swallowed hard, her face flushed. Gloria arrived beside her, nudged her glasses up, and crossed her arms.
"Young Master," she said, her voice flat. "At least if you want to do this, don’t do it out in the open."
"Eh? But we’re inside this portable building. And there’s no stranger here."
"Still." Gloria gestured with her chin toward the door. "You should remember that Liana’s little sister is with us."
Javier rubbed the back of his head. Then he wiggled his eyebrows at Gloria, reached out, and took her hand, caressing it with his thumb. He flashed his charming smile, his voice dropping low.
"Then why don’t you stay and be the next one, Gloria~? There’s room on this couch for you too."
Gloria smiled sweetly.
"As much as I’d love to attend to my Young Master’s needs right now..." She leaned up, her lips brushing near his ear. "I’d rather save my energy for tonight~ I know you~ Once you start, you don’t stop until everyone’s spent and you’re still hard. If I let you pull me in now, I won’t be able to walk for the rest of the afternoon, and neither will Delya."
Gloria stepped back and adjusted her glasses. "Now. I’ll take Celine out, away from your show. Try not to make Delya forget how to walk before dinner, alright?"
( End Of Chapter )
