Chapter 262: The Room
Chapter 262: The Room
The Red Star Empress was noticeably more relaxed, likely the effect of the wine she had consumed. Yet, the moment Richard reached for her hand, intending to lead her to the bedroom, she still looked visibly startled.
Richard gave her no time to hesitate. He pulled her with him as he leaped directly from the balcony, and with one swift stride, they were already standing before their inn.
This inn was clearly a favorite for couples; those entering and leaving looked thoroughly satisfied, whispering about the incredible quality of the hot springs. Richard grew even more impatient. He paused only for a moment before pulling the Empress inside and heading straight up the stairs.
She was clearly mortified to be led through the halls like that, especially with the curious glances from the other guests. She tried to exert some of her strength to slow him down, but it was futile—Richard proved to be much stronger.
Fortunately, it wasn’t long before they reached the quiet, secluded top floor. Richard came to a halt in front of a door with a number matching his key. Sliding the key into the lock, the door swung open instantly.
He pulled the Red Star Empress into a room spacious enough to rival a palace chamber, complete with every luxury. Beyond a glass partition, there was a heated pool designed entirely for relaxation and pleasure.
But Richard couldn’t care less about that now. He looked at the Empress, whose hand he still held, as she gazed back at him awkwardly.
By her own word, she had been brought to a bedroom by a man she had known since he was a small boy. For the Empress, simply being in this room was more heart-pounding than the previous night when Richard had kissed her. After all, in this place, anything was bound to happen.
While one of Richard’s hands held hers, the other reached up to cup her face. She was tall, slender, and elegant; Richard never grew tired of admiring her.
"Your Majesty, I love you," he whispered.
With the wine heightening his adrenaline, he felt a surge of desire to pour out his emotions. The Red Star Empress seemed unable to find a response.
Richard didn’t wait for one. His hand slid from hers to her waist, pulling her gently into his embrace until her breasts pressed against his chest. Their faces drew closer, leaving her flushed and mesmerized.
"You said I was handsome—don’t you want to kiss me first?" Richard teased, making the Empress look as if she wanted to roll her eyes
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"Richard, don’t embarrass me," she murmured in a complaining tone.
"You’re still shy, even though you’re more experienced than I am," Richard countered.
The Empress did roll her eyes then, no longer just considering it. For Richard, this conversation was merely a way to heighten the tension; he didn’t actually intend to force her to kiss him first. He lifted her slightly by the waist and carried her to the bed.
"Sit," he commanded, helping her down while he remained standing.
In front of her, Richard pulled off his shirt, revealing a broad chest with dense, well-defined muscles. The Empress, who had been watching him from the start, found herself unable to even blink.
Richard placed his hands on her shoulders and pressed her back onto the mattress until she was lying down. He then moved over her, claiming her lips in an aggressive, hungry kiss.
The Empress was left breathless. The warmth of his body made her skin burn, and she felt that simply being pressed down by him wasn’t enough. Her hands and legs craved that heat too. She spontaneously wrapped her arms around Richard, though only with her hands for now.
Meanwhile, Richard grew even more aggressive, kissing her neck and fondling her breasts while sliding his hand under her gown until her legs were fully exposed, stroking them from hip to ankle.
He didn’t just stop at the bottom of her gown. He began to undo the top as his mouth slowly traveled from her lips to her shoulder. The Red Star Empress knew that this young man intended to strip her bare. She felt bashful at the thought, yet she could only let him do whatever he desired.
Slowly, the top of her gown was pulled down along with her bra, revealing her breasts and their soft pink peaks. With no barriers left, Richard fondled them freely while returning to kiss her again.
She was becoming so aroused that her legs instinctively hooked around his body. Her hands wandered over him without pause, but in a move Richard didn’t expect, when her hand reached his stomach, it suddenly tried to slip inside his trousers.
No—it actually went inside, and her hand met his rigid length.
The Empress’s eyes widened, looking stunned by her own actions. Richard offered a thin smile and whispered into her ear, "Please, Your Majesty... help me take them off."
Richard kissed her again, and at the same moment, his hand slipped into her panties, finding the soft down and the slick, wet heat of her core. The Empress seemed to lose her mind.
But what could she say? They were already in the heat of the moment, and she had been the first to touch him. As Richard began to stroke her, her body trembled uncontrollably.
"Oohhh..." she let out a soft, spontaneous moan.
Richard broke the kiss, giving her the chance to keep moaning because he loved her expression. He smiled, enjoying the gentle touch of her hand on him. Perhaps that was all she could manage—helping him remove his trousers.
No longer able to hold back, Richard stood up. He glanced at his fingers, wet with her essence, and then at her lingerie, which was also dampened. Right before her eyes, Richard shed his trousers, revealing his full, tensed arousal.
The Empress’s gaze seemed to dim as she took him in. But she herself was nearly naked; there was no turning back. Richard proceeded to remove the rest of her gown, leaving her in only her panties.
Flushed with shame, the Empress tried to cover her breasts with her hands. Richard, however, continued by sliding her panties down her long legs.
Before she could move to hide herself, Richard pressed his body against hers once more.
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