Extra: Yandere Milfs Obsessed with me!-Chapter 183: Manipulating a Woman in Distress? Easy! (+18)

Chapter 183: Manipulating a Woman in Distress? Easy! (+18)

Late into the night, Kaiser was in the guest room assigned to visitors, absorbed in writing a report on his county. The silence was disturbed only by the regular scratching of his quill on the paper. Suddenly, a discreet sound interrupted his concentration... someone was knocking at his door.

*Knock. Knock. Knock.*

He set down his quill, rose with a certain weariness, and headed to the entrance. When he opened it, he found Dyana on the threshold, dressed in a light red nightgown whose diaphanous texture hinted at the shapes of her body.

’Wow! So fast? Is she that mentally broken?’

She wore no bra, and her breasts, visibly bare beneath the fabric, drew clear outlines in the dimness of the corridor. Kaiser remained silent for a moment, surprised by her presence and her attire.

"May I come in?" Dyana asked in a low voice.

Kaiser took a few seconds to reply, as if emerging from a distant thought. "Ah... yes, of course," he finally agreed, pulling himself together. 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

He stepped aside to let her pass, then closed the door behind her with a soft click. The room, until then studious, suddenly felt smaller and more intimate.

"What brings you here at such a late hour?" he asked.

Dyana did not look at him right away. Her eyes roamed the room, seeming to examine it before settling on him. "I’ve been having trouble sleeping for several nights, but tonight it’s even worse than usual," she explained, an imperceptible tremor in her voice.

"I see," he replied soberly. He paused, choosing his words carefully. "And the duke? Where is he tonight?"

"He’s not here," she said, slowly shaking her head. "He decided to sleep elsewhere. Since Isabella’s death, nothing is right anymore. Randal is becoming more and more distant and violent." She spoke those last words with a weariness tinged with fear.

’I see... The second she tries to blame the duke by coming here. She came to cheat on her husband.’

Kaiser furrowed his brows, looking vexed: "So you’re implying that I’m a substitute for the duke?" he asked, a hint of coldness in his tone.

Dyana turned sharply toward him, eyes wide. "N-no!" she hurried to refute. "That’s not it, it’s just that..."

"No," Kaiser cut her off, interrupting her explanation. "Listen to me. The fact that I have feelings for you doesn’t give you the right to manipulate me. I hate seeing you suffer, that’s true, but I hate even more being used as a means of comfort."

"You misunderstand!" she retorted, her voice now higher, trembling with an emotion she could no longer contain. "I... I love you, truly. That’s precisely why I refuse to drag you into my situation. I don’t want you to suffer because of me."

As she spoke those words, she drew closer and nestled against his chest, burying her face against him. After a moment, she raised her eyes, her gaze wet and searching for his. "But I want you, despite everything. I refuse... no, I desire to be yours, Kaiser. Even if... just tonight, I don’t want to think about anything else..."

Kaiser opened his mouth to protest, but she gently placed a finger on his lips.

"Please, let me have this night," she begged, her voice returning to an imploring murmur. "Just this once. If tomorrow you decide never to see me again, I’ll accept it. But for tonight, please... make me happy."

A long silence settled, broken only by Dyana’s hurried breathing. Kaiser observed her for a moment. Then, slowly, he placed his hands on either side of her face, his fingers gently sinking into her hair.

’All it took was begging, Dyana~. Manipulating a woman in distress? Easy!’

Without another word, he tilted his head and placed a tender kiss on her lips. Dyana responded immediately, wrapping her arms around his neck and pulling his body against hers. The kiss deepened then, becoming more intense; her tongue sought his, and the outside world seemed to dissolve momentarily in the heat of this embrace.

Kaiser caressed her while his tongue explored her mouth. Gradually, muffled moans began to escape Dyana’s lips.

"Mmmh... K-Kaiser..."

His hand slid down her spine, then settled on the curve of her buttocks. He kneaded them firmly, squeezing them, molding them in his palms. The muscles contracted under his fingers.

"Ah!" Dyana let out, surprised by the boldness of the gesture.

Then he moved his right hand upward, sliding over her ribs until it rested on her right breast. His palm enveloped the firm flesh before his fingers pinched and rolled the already hardened nipple.

"Haaahn!" The cry was higher-pitched, a mix of surprise and budding pleasure that made her instinctively arch her back, offering more of her chest to his assault.

Without a word, Kaiser then grasped her by the backs of her thighs and lifted her off the ground. She clung to his shoulders, a small "Ouh!" of surprise escaping her lips. He carried her a few steps to the massive desk, setting her weight down with a light bump against the wood. He spread her legs and crouched before her.

His gaze fixed on her vulva, vivid pink, already glistening with wetness. It visibly throbbed, contracting in spasms. He first brushed the swollen clitoris with the tip of his index finger.

"Aaah... wait..." Dyana moaned, her fingers clenching the edge of the desk.

But he did not wait. After a few circular caresses that made more nectar bead, soaking his fingers and leaving a small dark mark on the wood, he dove in. His tongue gave a long stroke from bottom to top, tasting her essence.

"Hiiii! My Seraph! ..." Dyana cried out, head thrown back.

While he licked and sucked voraciously, he slipped two fingers inside her without warning. Dyana’s body stiffened then surrendered.

"Yes... yes, like that... Mmmph, ah, ah!" Her moans accelerated, becoming panting. Her hips began to roll, seeking to deepen the penetration. "I... I’m going to..."

The pleasure, too long repressed, rose in her like a wave. Her body tensed like a bow, her feet stretched, toes curled. A long hoarse moan, "Gnnnaaaah!", tore through the air, followed by a hot flow that gushed from her, flooding Kaiser’s mouth and dripping onto the desk with a light gloop.

Several minutes passed, her ragged breathing filling the room. She finally let herself fall back onto the desk, exhausted, her flesh still trembling finely. Her vulva, exposed, throbbed weakly.

Kaiser stood up, the sound of his belt being undone breaking the silence. He lowered his pants and released his already erect, imposing cock. He gripped it, rubbing it up and down a few times against her sex, making her startle with each contact.

"K-Kaiser... gently, it’s so... big," she murmured, eyes wide.

He ignored her request and penetrated her with a slow thrust, filling her completely. The length was such that she felt a deep impact, as if he were touching the very bottom of her.

"Ouch! Wait... oh... oh no..." The cry of pain quickly turned into an intense moan of pleasure as a new, deeper orgasmic wave passed through her. "Already... I... I’m coming already..."

He gave her no respite. Starting with slow, deep back-and-forth movements, he gradually increased the rhythm. The wet slaps of their flesh meeting, clap clap clap, became the beat of the room. His thrusts grew harder, wilder. Dyana’s breasts swayed violently, and her buttocks trembled with each impact.

"Ah! Ah! Kaiser, too... too hard! Haaah, haaah, mmmph!" She could only submit and moan, her cries growing higher and higher, filling the room with her surrender. "I... I’m going to... again..."

Suddenly she arched once more, mouth wide open in a silent scream before a long hoarse "GYAAAAAAH!" exploded. A new flow of her fluid gushed out, soaking the lower part of their bellies.

Kaiser slowed then stopped, contemplating the sight: her, sprawled and trembling, half-unconscious from pleasure. He slowly slid his thumb into Dyana’s dilated and dripping pussy, a cruel smile on his lips. Then he brought the soaked finger to his mouth and licked it, savoring the salty-sweet taste.

"Hmm. Delicious," he simply growled.

Then he turned her onto her stomach, lifting her hips. She now offered him the fully exposed sight of her sex from behind, red, swollen, and glistening.