Conquering His Cold Heart

Anastasia had no intention of resisting her husband’s advances. But she was worried that she would make him late for the meeting later. “Are you sure you won’t be late?” she asked while slightly raising her brows.

With a crafty smirk on his lips, Caspian supported his weight with his hands and said while hovering above Anastasia, “I will be quick.”

Anastasia bit her lower lip and chuckled. She raised her hand and teasingly commented as she ran her fingers along Caspian’s neck and shoulder, “I seriously doubt that though.”

Caspian proudly smirked and shrugged, “I can fly faster. Don’t worry.”

He then immediately rested his heavy weight on her tiny frame, careful not to squeeze her too much, and resumed their heated kiss. He ravished her mouth once more – intensely stroking his jaw while pushing his tongue into her warm mouth.

“Mmh…” Anastasia suddenly moaned when she felt his rock-hard body rubbing against her.

Her soft moans always excited Caspian. Without pulling his lips away from her, he slid his hand down her body without stopping at her chest like he normally would. When his palm reached just below her hips, he grabbed her gown and pulled it up on one side.

One of Anastasia’s legs was completely bare now. Caspian gently massaged her thigh and finally broke from the kiss.

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Anastasia was gasping for air as she looked at Caspian’s devilish smile. She knew what that smile meant and she swallowed dryly, bracing herself for the impact any time soon.

Caspian chuckled further when Anastasia looked at him as if she was completely surrendering herself to him. He bit his lower lip while intently gazing into her emerald-green eyes. And he slowly pushed his palm under her hips.

Knowingly, Anastasia slightly tilted to her side and pressed her palm over her mouth.

“I guess it’s growing on you too,” Caspian said in a deep voice, pointing out how she was preparing herself for what he was about to do instead of glaring at him while indignantly biting her lower lips as she would usually do.

Anastasia chuckled and replied in a muffled voice, “I guess it is.”

Immediately after, a clap resounded in the bedchamber, followed by Anastasia’s suppressed moan. “Mmph!” It was the sound of Caspian’s palm clapping against Anastasia’s butt cheek.

Caspian heaved his chest as he heard that irresistible moan from his wife. He grabbed her slightly squishy hip and slapped on it again, careful to control his power.

“Hngh!” Anastasia moaned again as her body slightly jerked forward upon the impact.

“Aah!” Caspian also let out a moan, reaching the peak of his desire after hearing his wife’s seductive moan. He then quickly unfastened the buttons of his trouser and pulled out what had been tugging his trousers for a while now.

Anastasia felt her heart skipping several beats when her eyes fell on the big thing of her husband down there. She knew it would get even bigger than that very soon. She gulped and lay on her back again. And as if she was perfectly used to it by now, she brought her feet closer to her hips, while also averting her eyes from him and smiling while looking at her own bare thighs now.

Caspian didn’t waste any time and shoved his middle and ring finger into his mouth. After making sure that he had generously moistened his fingers, he shoved them inside her without any hesitation.

“Aaahhh!” Anastasia instantly winced and moaned, and lifted her head only to instantly slam it back on the pillow.

“It doesn’t hurt as much now, does it?” Caspian asked as he rested his other hand on Anastasia’s knee. He looked a bit concerned when Anastasia cried out as if she was hurt.

“Mhmm,” Anastasia nodded as she kept on closing her eyes and grimacing. “It doesn’t hurt that much. Just a little at the beginning.”

Caspian sighed and assured Anastasia that he wouldn’t hurry it and hurt her. “I will make sure to open you up properly before pushing my way in.” He was also implying that he wasn’t going to be quick as he had mentioned at the beginning.

Anastasia briskly nodded her head and clasped the bedsheet with both of her palms. She knew what she was up for, and she was ready for it. Or so she thought.

Before her mind was properly ready for it, she felt Caspian’s fingers moving inside of her at such a rapid pace that for a second she felt like she was losing her mind. The sensation that she was getting around her lower abdominal area was like an extreme feeling of a mixture of pain and pleasure, but it was more pleasant than painful.

She let out a continuous series of moans that sounded like she was whining and crying.

That extreme level of pleasure was too much to take in, and she couldn’t help but wrap Caspian’s arm using her legs. Her toes curled into a knot as she tried not to hit Caspian with her leg as an involuntary reaction.

Caspian kept on pushing and pulling his fingers while swinging his head backward in pleasure.

“Aaahhhh!” He gaped his mouth and then continued gazing at Anastasia’s facial expression. This particular series of moans paired with the indecent expression that his innocent wife was making right now always made him rock hard.

For some reason, he could never resist his urge to immediately slam his body into his wife when he saw her like this.

He carefully pulled out his hand and quickly spat on his palm.

Anastasia was already breathless and was even feeling a sharp tingling sensation around her cheeks and ears. But she was also aware of each and every small action of her husband. She swallowed hard and looked at him as her chest heaved up and down.

She particularly found it really attractive when her husband would spit on his palm and massage his manhood while gazing at her with that lascivious look in his eyes.

She subconsciously shifted her hands from grabbing the bedsheet to grabbing the corners of her pillow. And seeing her husband ready to put it in, she softly requested in a breathless whisper, “Slowly, okay?”

“I know,” Caspian replied in an equally breathless voice while his hungry eyes were now fixated on his prize.