Countess' lover

Her lips were warm, gently tracing the face that even Phantom herself regarded as a ghost.Without the cover of the mask, he could clearly feel that a layer of solid ice that he thought would exist forever was melting.There is such a person who loves him, and there is such a person who is willing to regard him as a treasure even if he sees the ugly face under his mask.What a blessing!

"Enough, enough!" He looked away, and wrapped his arms around her vigorously, almost wanting to completely rub this luck into his body to prevent anyone from prying. "Thank you, thank you..."

His lips were on her hairline, and Margaret could feel his lips trembling.A stream of warm water trickled down her hair and down her cheeks.She pursed her lips, the taste was bitter and astringent.

Margaret didn't move, and although the tight hug made her uncomfortable, she let the Phantom's faux pas go.If it is said that her pursuit at the beginning was only because she gained a sense of security from the phantom by accident, then his innocence, his experience, and the tenacity and fragility forced out by the dark reality added more to the initial pursuit. Much compassion and love.

How can there be such a man?Margaret thought, so many contradictory factors were mixed into him, like a huge black hole, even if she knew his gloom and morbid madness, she still couldn't escape the attraction of the black hole.How could she not love this man?

It took a long time until Margaret felt that Phantom's emotions had gradually calmed down.She let go of Phantom's arms, pushed him, and grabbed his collar instead.The difference in height made her look a bit unfavorable, but at this moment, the docile sheep (?) Phantom was still not enough to look at compared to the domineering countess.

The countess had her customary smile on the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful blue eyes locked onto the phantom's face, without any evasion or unnaturalness.That face is indeed distorted, the area covered by the mask is ugly like a devil, but the rest is very handsome.There is panic at first glance, but there is no weird aesthetic feeling after watching it twice.

It's as if the perfect things are too boring to watch, but for the things with defects, the intact part is very precious.What's more, defects are also a kind of beauty?

Of course, personal preference is not ruled out. In Margaret's opinion, the Phantom is very attractive no matter how you look at it.

"Dear Eric, do you still remember what you said to me at the Earl's Mansion?"

Under the Countess' scorching gaze, the Phantom became unnatural. He didn't bother about being held up by a woman's collar to speak at all. He moved away the distorted half of his face a little ashamedly, and faced Margaret with his intact face.Even if the lover expresses an attitude that he won't mind, which man is willing to show his bad side in front of the woman he loves?

"What did I say?" Probably because of the fluctuating emotions, his voice became deeper and deeper, like a whisper, and it was a little more magnetic than before.

Margaret didn't listen to what he said, she had already guessed that this person would not admit it.She pulled the phantom close to her face, so close that she could see the blush on the phantom's face.He was so shy!What a cute guy...

"Need I remind you, my Lord Ghost."

"I have already fallen in this competition. How can you, who tempted me, be alone?" She smiled, and said the Phantom's words full of gloom and control in a sweet and charming voice, even without Any ridicule is enough to make those who hear it feel helpless and funny.She continued,

"Now I have followed you to this underground world, so sweetheart, should you be responsible for me?"

"Responsible?" Phantom unconsciously repeated the key words in Margaret's words.Margaret noticed that the bases of his ears were also red. As he said earlier, the mask can cover everything.Wearing a mask, he is that fearless phantom who can obliterate a person's existence with all kinds of genius methods without changing his face.But taking off the mask, he is just an ordinary man Eric, the shyness and stubbornness in his nature make him look extremely cute.

She let go of Phantom's collar, and almost instantly he bent down to pick up the mask and put it on.Margaret just thought it was cute and didn't stop him from doing this.

The silver mask reflected the cold light under the lamplight, and a tall and straight man stood in front of her. The scarlet color could not conceal the gloom and darkness of his body, but this color blended with him strangely, making her Margaret was heartbroken.

"What do you want me to do, my lord—Her Majesty the Queen!" He held Margaret's hand and kissed the back of her hand gracefully.The deep voice was always a temptation that Margaret could not resist. "My blood, my life, my everything is willing to dedicate to you, until life dies."

His eyes are so sincere, as if she is his whole world.

"It's a touching confession." Margaret used a laugh to hide the touch in her heart. She drew a circle on the Phantom's generous chest with her palm, then moved to the neckline again, and fiercely tore open the first button.

She looked up at Phantom's eyes with her head held high, her clear blue eyes narrowed slightly, as if there was some brilliance flowing in them.The dexterous tongue slid over the upper lip ambiguously, and then slowly licked the phantom's lips with her feet. Margaret bared her teeth at him provocatively, "I want this, is it okay?"

Her sweetness moved his heart, and the phantom's eyes were ignited with flames. He suppressed his voice and replied in a low voice, "As you wish."

An extremely careful kiss, Phantom took the initiative.He approached slowly, all his tenderness had settled in his brown eyes, and then expressed that tenderness in his kiss.Gently, he touched her, his lips were slightly cold, not even a bit bloody.He only rubbed his lips affectionately, as if what he touched was the most precious and fragile treasure in the world.But Margaret wanted more.

A tip of a small tongue emerged quietly, followed by white and clean teeth.She said, "I want it hotter, like this—" Then she bit his lips "hotly", until the Phantom groaned softly, tasted the rust, and then licked his wound with all the love.

"Remember?" Margaret let go of him, the man's light-colored thin lips were stained with blood, alluring like a rose garden in the twilight.She reluctantly licked the blood on his lips again, "Your blood, your life, and you all belong to me, don't they?"

She actually kept his confession here.Phantom squinted his eyes, with a slight arc at the corner of his mouth, he said, "I think I understand."

The fine kisses hit Margaret like a storm, from the corners of the eyes to the ends of the hair to the neck, and then to the soft fullness.With the strength unique to a man, he greedily sucked and bit her neck.He put his arms around her, rubbing his palms vigorously on her hollow back.Margaret had to hold her neck high in order to better match the Phantom's enthusiasm.A soft moan spewed out from the small mouth, but Margaret was powerless to be surprised that she could also make such a sound.

"Are you satisfied, my lady?" Phantom's deep voice was full of temptation, but Margaret felt that it was more like an invisible attraction and restraint.After all, she already clearly felt that the place close to her lower abdomen was waking up and wanted to come out to greet her with great vitality.

"Not bad." The countess calmed her breathing, and evaluated Phantom with a very serious tone and a critical attitude.Although she already had to admit in her heart, men really have an innate instinct in this regard.

"Next, we need a place big enough for us to lie down and continue." The Countess finished the sentence with a blank expression.God can attest that she is actually very shy under her deadpan mask.

Phantom nodded, Margaret was sure that his bewilderment and shyness were definitely above hers, but he was blocked by a mask of reality. "Then, probably a bed will meet our requirements."

Margaret almost threw him down on the spot!Such words really shouldn't be uttered by an innocent guy, even though he is a man over thirty.She nodded affirmatively, "Oh, yes. A bed."

They knew what the other party was talking about, but they all regarded that essential primitive activity as a teaching research discussion.Even if they talked about the least serious topic in that serious tone, the ambiguous atmosphere still surrounded the two of them.Especially when they come to the bedside.

It was a bulky bed of brass tubes, with burgundy hangings hanging from the ceiling around the bed.The delicate bronze sculpture at the head of the bed makes it not look clumsy at all.The cushions on the bed are made of many kinds of precious fabrics such as crimson silk and fur, and the slightly black decoration makes it even more mysterious.All in all, this color combination should be able to mobilize people's potential passion - at least Margaret's has been mobilized.

She slowly pushed him to the edge of the bed and sat down.With a posture of sitting and standing, Margaret, out of a high position, felt that she should be more imposing.She was not too short among women, but she was always a little short compared to Phantom.

Margaret smiled, making a move that almost made Phantom groan.She wrapped her arms around him and sat directly on his lap.

"What kind of lady do you want?" He put his arms around her back, instinctively thrust his waist forward, bringing the places under their bodies closer together, and then rubbed gently.

The countess was not very happy with the phantom's movements, the slow rubbing still gave her some strange feeling—a feeling of being uncontrollable even after several layers of friction.She bit her lower lip, trying to restrain the natural impulse of her body, "That's exactly what I want to ask." She said, "I just want to undress you because I feel too hot. And you want to What are you doing sweetheart?"

"Is it just like that?" Phantom's voice sounded a little low, and he opened his arms obediently, "Then please go."

The countess moved her hips, adjusting to a more comfortable position.But with such a big object below it, how could it be possible for her to get what she wanted?She could only get up and kneel on the bed to unbutton him.

Phantom let out a sigh, even more lost.

The countess became more and more proficient in unbuttoning, but her speed became slower and slower.When she got to the innermost shirt, she even unbuttoned it while kissing his bare chest.Oh, that little bit of chest hair is so cute.

She looked at the man in front of her in fascination.Phantom's shirt had been completely taken off by her, and her strong physique made her body weak for a while.

She had accidentally caught a glimpse of the upper body of the roadside workers passing the trackers. Most of them were skinny, with dirt on their skin. They were miserable and pitiful.She had also seen the bodies of the Earl and his male favorite on their wedding night. The pale skin was weak and made her sick.

Nothing compares to Phantom.The Countess couldn't help but bend down, tracing the charming dividing line on his lower abdomen with the tip of her tongue.The two mermaid lines are deep in there and slide all the way down to form a strong "v".She kissed them softly, and her blond hair fell from her shoulders and fell between his legs.

Phantom couldn't help letting out a low gasp from his lips and teeth, his eyes were on Margaret's back, how could a woman's body be so soft?He couldn't help applauding God's ingenuity, even though he never believed in God.The countess knelt beside him, and when she lay down, her body and legs were tightly pressed together, and he tried not to look at the squeezed breasts.But her upturned buttocks, sagging back and slightly raised head twisted into an extraordinarily soft arc. This kind of soft curve naturally endowed to women is really admirable.

"Ugh..." He suppressed his voice again, the countess' faint teasing made his lower body hurt like it was about to burst.Finally, he couldn't help himself, and stroked between his legs vigorously twice.That ferocious force seemed to be treating not his own body but the enemy.

"Eric!" The countess quickly grabbed his hand, and unpleasant messages emanated from her body, which made Phantom feel a little guilty.

"It's hard." Phantom was honest and frank, "You're too slow..." he whispered.

"Okay, okay." Margaret bit her lip, pushed Phantom onto the bed, and quickly and gently unbuttoned his pants.Through the last layer of panties, the Countess stopped and gently rubbed the part of her palm that wrapped him.

Phantom looked at her with misty eyes, not understanding why the lady stopped.

Soon the countess answered his doubts, her hands kept moving, but the phantom felt as if there were black flowers blooming behind her.

"Sweetheart, a good man shouldn't treat himself so rudely—especially when your body belongs to me." She smiled slightly, "So, are you ready to accept my punishment?"