Chapter 8

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Chapter 8: The Third Night (III)

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After shopping, Edward and Sweet Pea went to a nice nearby restaurant by the lake for dinner. Though the cooks at Edward’s estate were wonderful, sometimes she wanted to try other flavors. Even if there was a lake on the site of the Edward’s estate, the scenery of this other lake was beautiful as well.

Edward was lost in his thoughts as he looked at Sweet Pea’s silver hair as the sunset began to set. He wanted to constantly tell her how pretty she is right now when she cuts the meat into large pieces and eats it with her cheeks puffed up and lips soaked in the sauce. Her happy expression when it’s something delicious or her frown when she would eat something sour. And she should know how lovely it was, her habit of looking at him and making sure he’s eating well after three bites.

‘As expected, it looks good on you.’

The diamond necklace around Sweet Pea’s neck glittered. The only one in this world. It was a jewel that seemed to be made to suit only Sweet Pea.

To be honest, Sweet Pea’s eyes were thousands of times brighter than the jewel itself, but Edward was pleased that he found something similar. The bracelet on her slender but strong wrist was given by him, and the earrings made of silver were also given by him a long time ago.

It would have been even better if he had even made the dress, so it’s a bit disappointing.

Even so, Edward couldn’t breathe well because today’s Sweet Pea was so beautiful.

He tried to breathe out several times naturally, but every time he saw Sweet Pea, he ended up suffocating.

“Ed? Not eating anymore?”

“I’m full.”

“Oh.”

Sweet Pea pouted. Edward clenched his fist to quench the simmering impulse to kiss her immediately. In the late afternoon, the shimmering sunlight fell on Sweet Pea’s hair, shoulders, and nose bridge. Like a butterfly sitting on a flower that was hard to grasp in his hands, it seemed she could disappear at any moment.

“Sweet Pea.”

“Yes?”

“Beautiful.”

‘Maybe that’s why.’

Edward belatedly realized what he had said. The moment she said ‘Ah’, his earlobe burned red. He often praised her, but it was the first time he uttered it with such sincerity and without even realizing it. To an extent, he was in a weakened state because the strings of reason were worn out.

‘I hope you don’t notice I’m De Niro.’

Edward slowly cut his food and blamed his own meager patience. He moved his gaze away from Sweet Pea’s face so that he couldn’t watch her anymore.

His face was as red as the nape of his neck and ears.

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Sweet Pea now knew what kissing was like and what kind of extraordinary sensation foreplay could bring. However, since she have not yet experienced insertion sex that overlaps as if two people became one, her heart pounded with tension that was several times higher than last time.

‘Will it be as good as I felt in my dream?’

As she saw in the book, she wondered if the scenes and sensations that flowed out were like the real thing, the bottom was slowly getting wet by that obscene curiosity. She had only kissed De Niro once. The sensual hands that twisted her nipples and licked her pussy at will were overly polite. Holding her by the waist, it did not go up or down.

‘You don’t even know as much as I know!’

“Your lips smell like cherries, Sweet Pea. I guess you drank wine before I came. May I ask what kind of wine it was?”

De Niro gently pressed her lower lip with his index finger and lifted her chin up at an angle. Their lips passed by each other’s.

Wine? He was curious about wine. Sweet Pea couldn’t hide her bewildered expression and showed a smile that was a little dispirited and ridiculous. She didn’t wait for the third meeting to hear about his wine tastes. Of course, such a small and innocent conversation was important, but that’s not a question to ask in front of a lady whose dress was half way down and whose slip was half visible.

It’s not that she was strange and cries out for lewd desires, but De Niro was mean. Sweet Pea thought that was a bit unfair and decided to convey what she wanted. Because her lady pride was there, she spoke with her body instead of her words.

“This sweet-scented wine is very popular. Guess what, De Niro. Maybe a little more of that scent permeates my body.”

As she spoke, she slid the dress that barely stayed over her shoulders.

“Sweet Pea…”

De Niro felt his reason disappear as he watched her white flesh appear in front of him and become more exposed. He had changed his mind dozens of times before he decided to be careful today. He had fallen for Sweet Pea’s provocation the last time and even performed oral sex instead of simply kissing. Apart from being insanely ecstatic, he thought it was too early.

The longer he mixed with her body, the more likely she would notice it. That would complicate things. The more he satisfies his greed, the greater the risk he would have to take. Therefore, restraint was the correct answer, but the lady in front of him seemed to have no intention of doing that at all.

“I’m going crazy.”

The words in his head popped out of his mouth.

“De Niro, me too.”

Sweet Pea responded, rather proud of herself for being several times braver than the day she met De Niro for the first time. Her dream was so vivid. She gained courage from a combination of her experience and her expectations that De Niro might really be Edward. Even if all of this was inexcusable for her being lewd, it was a nominal enough reason to meet him.

‘You are my sex partner.’

“Me too…”

“No, don’t say anything.”

DeNiro interrupted Sweet Pea and hugged her tightly. The recoil caused the dress to fall to the floor, leaving her in only her translucent slip.

“The smell of wine is nothing compared to your body.”

“Ha.”

His tenacious lips trembled as he touched her collarbone. His once slightly rough lips became moisturized after their kiss and had become soft. The sensation of his wet tongue moving down to her breast as if it was slipping on the skin caused the body to heat up in an instant. De Niro lifted Sweet Pea up and immediately went to the bed in the room that he was quite familiar with.

Thump.

She was laid down lightly onto the fluffy bedding. Her slip was already spilled somewhere on the floor of the room, and she was completely naked.

His penis, which had already been erected in his pants, twitched and claimed their existence. The blood was rushing through it.

Yes, he had come this far. It was impossible to be a saint in front of Sweet Pea and not fulfill the desire of his lower limb. One time was his limit.

“Today, even if you cry, I won’t stop.”

A lower-than-usual voice echoed in the room. He locked Sweet Pea between his arms and slowly unbuttoned his shirt.

Tok, tok. A small sound couldn’t be more lewd than this. And De Niro’s muscles filled her field of vision. Just looking at them makes her bottom wet. Unlike her breasts, which were like fluffy balls of soft dough, his chest looked so firm, so solid. If she poke it, would it hurt?

Sweet Pea’s eyes followed his fingers. Dark pubic hair was visible past the finely divided abs. She knows it’s a blatant gaze, but her curiosity goes beyond her shame. He was blurry in the scene she had seen in her dreams. She had never actually seen it before, so it’s only natural.

“You look like you want to touch it.”

“What?”

‘How did he know?’

‘The only one who knows my heart by looking at my eyes is Edward. Is it really you?’

As soon as De Niro loosened his belt and lowered his trousers, the huge pillar that had been trapped in a piece of cloth was revealed. It’s too big. It was much bigger than what she had seen in her dream, so she couldn’t close her mouth the instant she saw it.

He grinned and grabbed Sweet Pea’s hand and placed it down on his erected penis. It was only for a moment but a hot, hard, dark red penis was wrapped by her small white hand.

‘You must be crazy… What if my heart explodes?’

A huge chunk of flesh that could not be held by one hand was growing bigger. She had just touched it a little bit.

“Now it is my turn.”

De Niro grabbed Sweet Pea’s wrists again and wrapped her arms around his neck. Naturally, his body overlapped hers, and his firm, straight waist took a position between her wide-open thighs.

“Oh…”

The bodies intertwined, clandestinely meeting each other, clinging together. A squeal escaped from Sweet Pea’s mouth as a huge pillar poked and caressed the cracks in her folds. De Niro moved down as he turned her back, leaving a red mark on the back of her neck, passing by her ear. A slippery liquid flowed out and stuck to the erect penis. The skin of the friction area got hotter, and the glans were squeezing through the narrow gap.

“Ha, ah.”

One of his hands caressed her breasts, shook them, and pinched her protruding nipples between his fingers. The more he shook his hand from side to side, the more her nipples twisted, and pain was transmitted. A secret part that no one had ever accepted was so easily granted to De Niro.

Her bottom was trembling and hot. She felt dizzy and knew there would be pain at the insertion of the first foreign object, but it was difficult to endure anymore. A lustful thought entered her mind, wishing him to drive her crazy.

“De Niro…! Ha, ah!”

Sweet Pea groaned at the extreme foreplay as she called out his name. And his tip, which had come in slightly as if it was draped over her moist vagina, crossed the narrow gap at the same time and pierced her inside at once.

“Ahhh!”

Her whole body was hot as if it was on fire. Her bottom was so hot that it felt like it was going to melt. As soon as De Niro put it in, he slowly moved his back and stabbed deep into the flesh, as she gasped in shock and couldn’t say a thing. Obviously, a great deal of pain came and tears started to fall from her eyes.

“Ha, uh uh. Ha.”

She could feel the salty taste between her lips as she exhaled. But that wasn’t the end. Every time De Niro lifted her leg into the air and slid the red column through the wide open hole, a sensation she had never felt before paralyzed her nerves.

The more he moved his waist, the more thirsty she became. She didn’t know exactly what she wanted, but she thought it seemed fine. The dreams and reality were so similar, yet it’s distinctly different. The aftermath made the senses rush in without giving her even the slightest break.

De Niro also felt more constricted than he had imagined, and the ties of reason were thrown far away. As soon as he put his penis into her lewd hole, he had to forcibly suppress the desire to move faster. Sweet Pea’s secret flesh was too narrow, and the fine wrinkles on the inner wall were so dense that if he took one breath incorrectly, he might ejaculate as it is.

“Whoa.”

He took a deep breath and moved his waist. It seemed as if her erotic flesh swallowed the hot pillar and sucked it even deeper. It was the first time he agreed with the expression, ‘I think I’m going to die because I like it.’ As the flowing liquid completely wet the bed sheets, and the non-stop squeaking sound hit his ears, he loosened up a little bit of the strength he had been holding back.

“Ahhh!”

Sweet Pea shrugged and trembled. It felt like her whole body was being shattered by the force that suddenly pulled back and then pushed back in again. She grabbed the quilt as soon as she could and moaned. Pleasure struck her whole body. The harder he pushed against her inner wall, the more her aching pain disappeared and left only lust warming her whole body.

‘I think I’m going crazy.’

No other thoughts dared enter her mind.

De Niro, Edward.

Edward, De Niro.

After seeing Edward’s face in a dream, he has continued to torment her, but for this moment, doubts about De Niro’s identity have disappeared. Nothing came to her mind. Because all her attention was focused on the movement of the man who was poking her down there, below her waist.

“Ugh, yes. Ha, ah!”

De Niro, who had focused on crushing the deepest flesh of the inner wall, adjusted his posture and had his upper body upright. He couldn’t help but put his hand on her breasts, shaking like crazy every time he drove his erect penis down from to above. The hand holding Sweet Pea’s ankle reached for her rose colored breasts. Naturally, his upper body moved towards her.

And in Sweet Pea’s eyes, the scene she had dreamed of was playing out. The straps on his mask were in a position for her to untie if she reached out her hand.

Can she release it? What if De Niro wasn’t Edward? What if her expectations were wrong?

Will she be disappointed? Wouldn’t it be better to live on the side where she doesn’t know?

Even as they approach the climax, unanswered worries pass by.

“Oh, my god!”

De Niro gripped her chest with both hands and clasped her nipples. He pistoned his waist and shook his hips and crushed her with his strength. Her tight narrow gap was filled with a huge penis as if it was to be torn apart. The wrinkles on the inner wall, which are concentrated with excitement, swell and swallow the man’s fire pillar and do not let go. She wasn’t trying to force it.

It happened as the squeaking sound burst and the Milky Way unfolded in front of her. It was at that moment that De Niro’s face was buried in her nape and collarbone, and Sweet Pea did not let go of the dangling string hanging in the air that the mask suddenly fell to the floor.

“Ha, yes!”

In less than a second. De Niro grabbed Sweet Pea by the waist and turned her around. It became a doggy-like position, and the pillar that soared was put back in between her legs.

For a moment, his identity was almost revealed. It was fortunate that it was not so difficult to turn Sweet Pea, who had completely lost strength at the peak, around, but it was a really dangerous moment. But even though he felt embarrassed, his heart was pounding, and the tension was released…

The sensation of her swallowing his genitals was so strong that he couldn’t stand it. He could dig much deeper into her because of the intense suction vacuuming from deep inside her. His deep groan flowed out along with Sweet Pea’s voice.

“Ah, uh. Ugh… ! Ha, ah!”

“Ugh.”

The slick liquid of love flows between her white, milky legs. Sweet Pea was shaking her butt like a hot cat in heat and didn’t know what to do with the way she was now being pounded from behind. It was such a sudden change of posture, and the huge penis went in deeper than before without giving her body a break. She felt like she was going to faint from the pillar of fire that scratched the innermost part of her secret hole.

“De Niro…! Ahhhhh!”

Sweet Pea cried out his name and felt an orgasm coming like waves. Her whole body floated up and her eyes were closed at the dizzying sensation of falling rapidly. Of course, in the midst of this, De Niro was covering her eyes with one hand, but Sweet Pea saw. That face flashed by. How could she not know?

‘Edward de Warwick. Ed, that you are De Niro.’

Her whole body trembled when she was convinced that the face hidden behind the mask was Edward, and that he was the most precious and friendly person in the world who was right now pounding her secret and lewd hole. Her body felt like it was about to break with the extreme excitement and pleasure.

Did Ed also feel this change? The moment the low breath fell on her back, the slimy liquid splattered into the hole where there seemed to be no more empty space. His glans pierced the sensitive flesh and wriggled several more times. Milky-white ejaculated fluids flowed through the vaginal opening and down to the bottom of her thigh.

“I have no intention of ending it here.”

De Niro stretched out his arms and put on the mask that had fallen off while whispering into her ear. Sweet Pea’s lips, took a deep breath, smiled. It was because it was what she wanted too.

The fleeting night could continue a little longer. Because the magic of the mask was still here.

Credits goes to Anon for translating, Soru for proofreading, and Ame for quality checking.

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