The Happy Ending Love Story

Lady Veronica #17

Obviously, she was fine when she met him in his office during the day. He had a rationality that allowed him to distinguish between right and wrong. But when it was night, she shut herself up in her bedroom, and when Veronica showed up, didn't she really lose her mind and seduce her.

"Hm. Did you notice that?"

He, who was chuckling, removed his lips from his chest and strangely stimulated his peak with his fingers. Veronica lowered her gaze with a very blushing face. His breath came out rough.

"There are two reasons. First of all, the closer to night, the stronger the demonic instinct."

Ivan's finger stroked his thigh, then, like a vine, began to pierce his secret inside.

"Second, it's because of the kiss I did with my wife."

"Why kiss?"

"When I eat your dark energy, I feel like I can't be conscious. When you eat in conditions where you start to be so hungry that you will never be satisfied, you will be on the verge of insanity. I'm exactly in that condition."

"What, what are you eating? My dark energy?"

Finally, he actually revealed what 'eating' meant from his body. But in Veronica's head, those words were simply impossible to comprehend, so she asked again with a puzzled expression on her face. 

"I answered again while pretending not to notice, and now you're just going to ignore it?"

Ivan finally directed his eyes at the underwear still clinging to his body as if he had no intention of letting go. Not even satisfied with that, he actually grabbed his hand behind his back. It was the hand of someone whose desire seeped.

Veronica expressed her hatred towards the hand that touched her, but she smiled, pretended not to know, and simply wetted her lips. Really, a shameless man. He actually made her feel like he was urging her to immediately take off the only remaining underwear.

She fussily rolled her eyes away from him. For now, he hung his fingertips on his underwear but did not move them at all as he wished. She could not help but worry once and for all because it was the only thing she wore on her body. She had never been naked in front of another man since she was still.

"My answer, I guess you don't want to hear it?"

He, who had been watching her suffering, tilted his chin and asked a little slowly. It was a question that immediately stopped his conflict. While Veronica somehow suppressed the embarrassment that appeared, she carefully removed her underwear. Now he was actually a naked man with nothing on his body. 

He, who he obviously expected to show some lewd responses like before, suddenly did not react at all. Even his lips, which had been drawn like a bow the entire time, were in a firm line. That silence made Veronica more anxious than relieved. Veronica looked at him with a nervous look. 

“Kya!"

As expected.

Ivan clutched his hands in an instant and lifted them onto the bed. Veronica had no choice but to be swept away by the ferocious physical strength. His eyes moved up and down over his voluptuous chest with so much excitement that it seemed like he had almost lost focus.

"Can't I just put it in and talk? Mine feels like it's going to explode since."

"What are you going to say!"

Veronica rebelled, violently swinging her wide-open legs that were each located beside her waist. Ivan began to unbutton his trousers, which had pressed his own until it hurt, as he barely held his hands together with his other hand.

Honestly, that's disgusting.

"Don't do that!"

Veronica saw him rubbing his thick possessions straight between his legs and shouted as he turned deathly pale. 

"This, this is the first time, so. I'm scared!"

His personality, which was always calm, made him sway many times. With an identity that even he didn't know, in the end, he quickly encountered a situation like this. This was his first time facing a situation like this, so he could not calm himself down at all. Ivan, who stopped, slightly clicked his tongue as he trembled with fear that surged over his head and shouted.

Ivan leaned his upper body towards him. The tip of her tongue, which looked extremely sharp especially today, swept over Veronica's peak as if tickling her, then twisted her swollen peak and played it in one gulp. 

"Aah!"

A sweet nose sound gushed out from his mouth. From the moment he started touching her underneath it was very hot. He wanted to close his legs, worried about him finding his secret change by chance, but it was impossible because he forced him to open up. He felt a sensation as if something was leaking from below. 

"Ah, uh...!"

His panting groans grew more intense, the more profound darkness filled Ivam's mind. His unbearable will was blazing like a forest fire. She wanted to immediately stretch out those fine thighs and push hers into her small entrance, but she decided to try and hold back for now as she might cry from doing that. 

Ivan laughed a little. It was because he was thinking about the fact that Veronica would never know how special she, the devil, was holding back. 

He, who completely drained his body strength from the slow, but steady stimulus, pushed his fingers through the slit of black hair that was moving in his chest. Every time Ivan touched his peak, wrapped his lips around it and played it, his back would bend naturally by itself and his toes would curve inward.

"Hhhh!"

He realized for the first time that someone touching his peak felt this comfortable. To the extent that he had a crazy thought that it would be great if he did it stronger for him now. Instead, Ivan massaged, bit, and rubbed his chest with moderate force. At the moment when both of his peaks were drenched with his saliva, he raised his head.

"Did you see the top standing? You seem to feel good."

"No, no, I don't."

That ridiculous denial was an action he should never have done. In an instant, Ivan lowered his hand to the bottom while playing his earlobe.

"Will the wife feel good or not?"

"ah! Ivan, wait!"

"I'll know when I try to touch her here."

Lady Veronica #18...