The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World

Chapter 631- Wonderful Performance (2)

Reinhardt grinned at her. Just like how she denied him release earlier in the office, he too brought her to the peak before leaving her wanting more.

His attention then shifted towards Eleanor, quietly resting her head on his shoulder.

He had heard the report from Gwen and knew everything that occurred during her travels. Those paid mercenaries, he didn’t think that their arrival on the set was a coincidence.

Thankfully, he sent Kevin and the others as her escorts.

The scene playing on the screen was an improv on the events that actually occurred on set. The director liked it so much that he included the part in the story.

Reinhardt breathed in the scent of her hair and held her hand.

"I’m amazed that you were able to keep yourself calm after something like this happened".

She was attacked on stage; the objective of the mercenaries was clearly her. Yet even after getting attacked, she chose to continue filming the movie.

Eleanor leaned in closer. After a while of silence, she spoke. "That’s not it. I was indeed very scared. However, your knights were there to protect me. And when I recalled the words you spoke to me, all my fears disappeared".

She was not lying. The words spoken by this man were what kept her mentally stable. His existence had become her strength. The driving factor that allowed her to move.

She couldn’t imagine how her life would be had she not met him.

"The movie came out very well".

Eleanor nodded.

Seeing the two having a moment all on their own, Melissa pouted.

Still reeling from her denied release, her hand traced towards Reinhardt’s thighs. Within seconds, it found the seam of his trousers, traced it, then dipped lower, pressing against the hard bulge.

"So big," Boulevard spoke, looking at a screen that depicted an epic fight with a huge monster.

He had no idea that in the seating row in front of him, another big monster was rising.

Melissa’s fingers were now working his zipper. With a shick, his zipper was completely unzipped, and his erection was fully freed.

She traced the length of his cock, feeling its heat and throbbing in her palm. Then, she slowly began to stroke him up and down.

Her movements were hidden by the shadow of the seating box and the dim lighting.

Reinhardt kept his eyes glued to the screen while feeling good. He was enjoying both the movie as well as Melissa’s caress.

From behind, it looked like the three of them were silently enjoying the movie. However, if one looked from the front, they would be able to discover that a completely different situation was developing.

Melissa’s hand was fervently pumping him. She varied her pace, sometimes slow and teasing, sometimes fast and demanding. Her thumb circled his head, spreading the moisture that had gathered there.

Reinhardt did not stay idle. His left hand circled around Melissa’s waist and drifted towards her breasts.

In a swift motion, his hands slipped underneath her bra and started kneading her bare boobs.

He cupped those soft, voluptuous mounds that were bigger than his hands and teased the hard peak of her nipple.

Suddenly, the movie also stopped playing, and the lights turned on. It was intermission.

Reinhardt and Melissa hurriedly retracted their hands back.

Behind them, Marquis Boulevard stood up from his seat and sighed. "Thank god for the intermission, I need to go to the bathroom," saying that, he hurriedly left his seat.

Perhaps because it was an emergency, he did not notice how Reinhardt’s hands were massaging Melissa’s breasts and Melissa’s own hands passionately stroking Reinhardt’s cock.

The moment Marquis Boulevard left, the atmosphere in the VIP room shifted. The restraint vanished.

Melissa’s hand on Reinhardt’s cock became urgent. She leaned in and whispered those words into his ears in a voice trembling with desire.

"Let me taste you." Then, without wasting time, she slid from her chair.

In the now ample lighting of the room, Melissa could be seen kneeling before Reinhardt. Her red dress pooled around the floor.

She didn’t bother with further preliminaries. Her mouth found him, and she took him in deeply, her lips sealing around his shaft in a hot, wet embrace.

The sensation was intense. Melissa’s mouth was eager for his cock, and her tongue swirled around him with a hungry energy.

The way she sucked him to the point of her cheeks hollowing, the passionate bobbing of her head, it all looked very beautiful.

"Mmnng.. Chuu... Scllok♥..." Lewd slurry sound continuously came out from Melissa’s mouth.

Feeling her techniques, Reinhardt groaned. His hand, now free, came to rest on her head, guiding and urging her deeper.

While giving him a blowjob, Melissa’s own hands kneaded her breasts.

The sight of her, kneeling in front of him, his cock inside her mouth, face flushed with desire, was electrifying.

Reinhardt grabbed the woman and pulled her up. Then he stripped her lace, freeing he bare voluptuous breasts.

The next second, his mouth latched onto one of her nipples. He sucked hard, his teeth grazing the sensitive peak.

"Aahn... Uhnnn... Anng... Lord Reinhardt, you are sucking a little too hard♥".

Melissa moaned, her head falling back. She gripped his hair, holding him to her breast, while her other hand reached down to give some attention to his cock. She started milking his shaft.

The sensation of Melissa’s boobs, her moans, and her hands working his cock was so good that Reinhardt’s hips started to move on their own, thrusting into Melissa’s palm.

The pressure continued to build on his lower abdomen. Soon, he ejaculated.

Melissa hurriedly stepped down from his lap and brought her mouth closer.

"Finish into my mouth". Saying that, she devoured his cock inside.

That was the last straw. A white hot explosion burst out into Melissa’s mouth, filling her throat completely.

Had it been the her from a ffew months, she would have no doubt gagged right there. But having done this so many times for him, she had learned a secret technique or two.