"I… I can't help it, my lord…" she whispered, his voice hoarse and embarrassed. "It feels… too much…"
Julian paid no attention to her words.
Without pause, he scooped another spoonful of the warm soup and deliberately poured it over her chest again.
Sera's voice rang out louder this time.
"Ahhn…!"
Her head tilted back slightly as Julian immediately leaned in, diving back into her cleavage.
"Mmmph… haa… my lord…!"
With each new pour and each return of his mouth, her moans grew more frequent and less controlled. Her hands, which had been flailing uselessly at her sides, clenched and unclenched as waves of unwanted heat spread through her body.
As time passed, the embarrassment and shame gradually loosened their grip on her. The storm of emotions that had clouded her thoughts began to settle, allowing her breathing to steady and her senses to sharpen once more.
