Bala: The Duke's Contract Wife

Undue Payment

Rose frowned. From previous experience, making love to Victor instead gave her a variety of exploding sensations. How could it make her numb?

"Let out your steam on me. After that, the numbness will appear," explained Victor.

"I didn't feel numb after having s*x with you before," she said.

"Because you haven't tried my best game." Victor landed a light kiss on Rose's lips. "Do you want to try? You still owe me anyway."

Rose thought for a while. Feeling no harm in trying, the girl began to open the ribbons on her dress again. Victor's eyes immediately flashed at her movements. The man looked at her almost without blinking when Rose took off her dress and undergarments to the floor.

He raised one of his eyebrows. "Hey, so you weren't wearing your panties all that time we had a meeting?"

"You ripped it off in the library," she reminded him.

"Oh my God, Rose," the man drowned his face on Rose's shoulder. Before finally carrying Rose easily. Reflexively, Rose wrapped her legs around Victor's waist.

"You're going to love it, Rose," promised Victor with a grin, "You might even have trouble walking the next day."

"The last time you kept me from walking, I had to stay in bed for a day. My whole body hurt so much. If that's what you mean by numbness, I refuse."

Rose was about to jump down. But the man held her position. "You said you want to be numb. If so, you should risk pain afterward. But it certainly won't be as painful as the first time."

The girl squinted her eyes. "Why do I feel like you're setting me up?"

"A trap or not, you do have undue payment to me."

The man put Rose on the bed. Then Victor quickly took off his shirt. Rose slightly gasped at Victor's already tensed manhood again.

Rose stretched out her hand, about to hold his. But then she looked at Victor first for approval. Victor nodded. "Spit on your hands first."

The girl spat on her hand then started massaging Victor's as before. From base to end. She repeated the movement several times. Rose could feel Victor becoming increasingly tense. The man moaned a little.

Suddenly Victor let go of Rose's grasp. The man returned to carry Rose's body to the middle of the mattress. Then he laid the girl on one side of her body. Both of her legs he put to the side. And before Rose could ask, Victor had already inserted her burrow in one motion. Victor put all of his all the way in.

The man moaned at her tight burrow. He reached the deepest part of Rose, making Rose gasped. The girl threw her head back, arching her body to curve sideways because of her position.

"Haa..."

Reflexively, Rose's hand tried to hold Victor's hip.

"I'm sorry... I can't help myself. Are you okay?" asked Victor, "You're still very wet, so I thought it's okay–"

"Ng... Is this what you meant by feeling numb? Ah..."

Victor began to pull his hips, then re-inserted his shaft deeper.

"Ahh Vic..."

The man ducked down, giving kisses to Rose's shoulders and neck. Before pulling and returning to hit her deepest part again. He inserted himself from tip to the root.

"...with this position... You're going deeper into me. Ahh..."

Victor stopped moving for a while. The man took Rose's chin, forcing the girl to stare at him. "Are you in pain?"

Rose bit her lip and shook her head. Even the girl started moving her own hips. Rose couldn't stand it when Victor stopped moving. She could feel her ecstasy coming back.

The man smiled at Rose's reaction. "Do you like it?"

"Vic," Rose called for him.

Victor moved his hips slower than before. Sweat started coming out of his temple. Rose realized that the man was holding himself back. Though Victor had made her wet twice on the same day and the man still hadn't found his release, he slowed down. He did it for Rose.

"You can pump me harder, Vic," Rose said.

"Are you sure?"

Rose nodded. "Use me for your release."

Victor ducked down to give Rose a deep, long kiss. Then the man fused their foreheads together. "I'm not going to hurt you," he promised. One of the man's hands was placed under Rose's neck, propping up the girl's head.

Victor's words made the girl smile. "If you end up hurting me, I just have to devise a plan to destroy you."

Victor smiled at her threat. The man preferred a girl who dares to threaten him than a girl who is afraid of him. "That's right. You don't have to be afraid of me, Rose. I'm honestly the one who's afraid of you."

"Of me?"

The man inserted himself in one motion again. With their two foreheads still conjoined, especially with Victor holding Rose's neck, the man was able to see her expression closely. The girl's mouth opened in shock at his latest movement. Victor covered Rose's mouth with his own lips while the man's hips began pumping her garden with a quick movement.

Rose's gaze turned blurry. In the dim lighting of the room, Victor's green beads looked more radiant.

Suddenly the sound of the door being knocked on was heard. Obviously, Victor heard it, but the man chose to ignore the sound. He was nearing his release. Victor pumped her deeply, making Rose gasped yet again.

Unfortunately, the knock on the door was heard again. And this time Rose heard it. The girl put one hand on Victor's hip, holding the man's movements. Victor was not willing to stop but he slowed down because she wanted to talk.

"Rose?" a voice emerged from behind the door. Victor instantly recognized him as Paul.

Son of a b***h.

Sensing Rose began to push the man, Victor took Rose's hand, pinned them above Rose's head and kept moving his hips.

"Vic!" Rose protested.

"Let it go," Victor requested, "Let the boy go back to his room."

"Vic, he only comes into my room when he has nightmares," Rose said, "you know how he has insomnia."

Victor sighed. He growled because for the second time that day, he had to withhold his release. But Rose was right, Paul who had insomnia was more important. Unwillingly, he finally removed his manhood from Rose.

The girl didn't even waste time jumping out of bed, wearing a bathrobe, and opened her bedroom door. Victor immediately hid half his naked body behind a blanket.

When Rose opened the door, Paul looked at Rose with a pair of glazed eyes.

"Paul," called Rose, "Are you still having nightmares?"