Can't Come Back - Chapter 6
‘Cain said that?’ Cain as known by Berlia was not like this. He was always courteous to Berlia and was always tidy and imposing.
‘Perhaps I am intoxicated and staring at things in vain. Did I desire him enough to see in vain?’
Berlia believed she could have to conceal her feelings forever if she didn’t act now, whether or not it was in vain. I realized that this may be my final opportunity when Dean is not present at the estate.
Cain was dragged by the neck and kissed by Berlia. It signified consent. The tongues of the two were thoroughly intertwined.
From the minute they started kissing, neither hesitated. Cain stripped Berlia of her clothing, which was barely clinging to her body, and clutched her chest. The warmth of the hand that was holding her chest was so palpable.
As his palm softly caressed the tip of her n*pple, an exhilarating feeling swept through her body. The concealed portion of Berlia started to get damp. After kissing Berlia, Cain climbed onto the bed, placed her left n*p in his mouth, and began to caress her with his tongue.
“Ugh… Oh my God— yes.”
She had a tender chest and stroked her legs together in response to Cain’s touch. Her body was truthful. So much did Berlia desire the item of the guy in front of her. Berlia extended her right hand and combed Cain’s hair with her index finger.
Each time Cain bowed his head slightly, Berlia’s fingers gripping his hair got stronger. Eventually, Cain’s tongue touched the most private area of her body.
Cain was re-wetting her p*ssy with his saliva, even though it was already damp. Cain proceeded to delicately lick and release Berlia’s p*stule as if he were handling something valuable.
Berlia could not even whimper in humiliation. This was the first time anything like this had occurred. It was because Dean had never given her such a caress before. Berlia released her grip on Cain’s hair and grasped the bed sheet instead.
“Haah… stop… stop right there.”
“Are you ashamed? Berlia.”
Berlia was so preoccupied that she was oblivious to the fact that he had begun addressing her by name instead of ‘sister-in-law.’ Cain prepared to enter Berlia’s body as soon as she became drenched. Berlia’s eyes widened in shock as he removed his clothing and saw his underpants.
Because his physique was so flawless. His muscles were in equilibrium. Broad shoulders, muscular arms, and a steady downward gaze at the base… His huge, firmly-rising p*nis drew Berlia’s attention.
Cain’s was too large for Berlia, who only had the male experience of Dean. Without realizing it, she swallowed saliva.
“May I come in?”
Cain proceeded to act despite having no means of knowing if Berlia was considering the same thing.
Cain entered through the white thighs of the woman, which were wide open. With her body bent, Cain’s huge p*nis neared Berlia’s genitalia.
The soft, damp skin of Berlia warmly met Cain’s.
Cain’s p*nis entered. The sensation of fullness within Berlia’s body already left her feeling fulfilled. I pondered the conviction that it would be very different than sleeping with Dean.
He pushed it all the way down, allowing Berlia to take a breath.
Meanwhile, Berlia’s love fluid soaked Cain’s p*nis. Cain began to move slowly.
Cain’s p*nis abruptly retracted, forcing her to moan uncontrollably. Cain swiftly pushed inside and excited Berlia for a time.
“Ah! Hah Hah… Ngh!”!”
Due to her odd sensibilities, it was difficult for Berlia to maintain her sanity whenever his monster came in and touched her. In a foggy condition, the excitement caused by consuming wine drove her insane.
I wish he had intervened sooner. I wanted to experience the sensation that continued to rule my body.
Berlia extended her arms and clasped Cain’s broad back unknowingly.
Her gesture stroked Cain’s face. He was astonished by her sudden response and urged Cain to pause for a time, but Cain quickly resumed his movement.
“Oh my Go— Ah AH AH.”
A primal gasp resounded across the room. Cain instantly elevated Berlia’s upper body after sensing the pleasure they provided each other without speaking a word.
“Wait… ugh wait a second.”
The two remained interconnected. Berlia, who sat on Cain’s leg, did not know where to direct her embarrassed stare.
Because I felt as if my whole body was exposed to Cain, unlike when I was laying down. In addition, because Berlia’s sight was higher than Cain’s, she felt compelled to stare down on him. The fact that she can see him immediately when she glances down, as well as her bare body and Cain’s body, made her feel humiliated.
However, this embarrassment was brief. It was because Cain began to move her thighs once again.
The same rudimentary sound started to emanate from their lips as previously.
That was then. She opened her eyes at the sound of Cain’s deep voice shouting her name into her ear.
She was no longer Berlia, but rather the Duchess of Hildayden. My spouse exclusively addresses me as “you” or “wife,” but I’ve never heard it correctly spoken. The people naturally referred to her as “Madame” while the aristocrats with whom she conducted business referred to her as “The Duchess.”
Cain uttered her name with a delighted tone. How long had it been since she last heard her name spoken by another person? Berlia felt as if she had returned to her life before her marriage.
Consequently, I requested him to shout my name again without recognizing it.
“Say my name… one more time… again—”
“Berlia… ! Berlia!”
Cain enthusiastically screamed out Berlia’s name in a happy tone.
Cain’s breath rose over it and touched Berlia’s breast, who faced him. Every time he yelled my name, I was pushed farther and Cain’s grip was strengthened.
“Call me Berl— hurry… Cain, please hurry… AHH!”
Cain pressed his penis more firmly into Berlia’s hidden location, which was extremely pleasuring. Cain gripped her waist, which was resting on his thigh, and began running towards her climax, violently shaking her.
Additionally, Berlia went up and down to stimulate Cain’s. Each time I descended, I felt as if my eyes were getting white. She felt as if she were floating on a cloud to the degree that she questioned whether or not she could fit into this situation.
Cain then knocked down Berlia, who was in a rush, and laid her on the bed as the climax approached.
Cain, who was moving swiftly and grasping her thighs with both arms, uttered a low groan as he yanked out the mine and buried it into her stomach.
Cain’s white sp*rm dripped down Berlia’s abdomen. The period of joy has ended.
Cain fell to the side of Berlia. Prior to this, they had l*sted after one another’s bodies, but they were unable to have a satisfactory hustling while hugging each other on the bed next to one another.
After the blissful moment, they did not experience complete contentment towards one another; rather, they felt regret.
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The next morning was sunny. There was just Berlia in the bedroom. Cain had apparently returned as Berlia slept. She cannot recall putting her clothes back on last night, but she was wearing the same nightgown as when she took them off. It seems that Cain wore and returned her the garment.
Nonetheless, this does not imply that the evidence of yesterday’s happiness has vanished. A swelling chest and tingling lower back served as a memory of the events of the previous evening.
When she awakens and regains her senses, Berlia understands how heinous yesterday’s actions were. Only Cain was responsible. She had performed an act she should not have with the younger sibling of her spouse.
Berlia had s*x with Cain last night. They achieved the climax by exchanging their respective names.
Perhaps a maid or employee passing by would have seen it.
Berlia was frightened. Cain said that he passed by her room last night and heard Berlia shouting his name. Therefore, he entered Berlia’s chamber, and ever since then, they have desperately desired one another. There was no time to be concerned about the door’s outside.
What if Cain saw Berlia as he walked by, and other servants observed them excitedly mingling? Berlia was worried that someone could have seen it and spread the news.
“If that occurs—”
At that time. There was a knock on the door. Berlia regarded the door with astonishment.
“Master… Can I bring in the washing water?”
“Huh? Yeah, all right.”
It had been a typical morning. Betty had just come to wash Berlia, just like Rayleigh had done. However, a person who has a major secret that must never be divulged might experience worry even in their everyday existence.
Berlia felt so disgusted in such a state. I cleaned my face with the water that Betty had provided and then went to the restroom. Her body was already clean, but she still desired a bath. Betty curled up her arms to assist Berlia bathe as she went. Berlia said to Betty upon seeing this,
“Today, I want to wash myself. It is alright if you do not enter.”
Berlia said that she would wash herself in the event that the handmaiden, Betty, would realize by glancing at her body that she was dirty.
“Alright Master. I’ll just cook your breakfast then.”
Betty exited the room and closed the door to the corridor. Berlia stripped naked after hearing the sound of her footsteps vanish.
She began bathing, but it did not imply that everything had vanished between them. Rather, after seeing the scars he left with my own eyes, I recalled yesterday night’s events more clearly.