gentleman's servant

I didn't dare to look into his eyes, so I bowed to him and said, "My lord, what do you want?"

"It's you..." The baron glanced at me: "By the way, Billy is home."

I lowered my head in embarrassment, thinking how could you not know Billy was home.

"Are you... better?" he asked in a low voice.

I blushed and said, "I'm in very good health and don't feel any discomfort."

The baron stopped talking, and the surrounding atmosphere was so awkward.

It wasn't until more than ten minutes later that he finally spoke, but he just ordered: "I don't need anything, you can step back."

I bowed and left the room, wondering if he called me on purpose just to ask about my body.

Go back to the servant's room on the first floor with the candlestick in hand.

Unexpectedly, just as he sat down, the bell on the wall rang again.

Against the eyes of everyone, I hurried back to the second floor.

If the master has ordered, the servant should be by his side at all times, but if he barks again and again, it seems that the servant has not done his job well, and even the Hilton housekeeper gave me a dissatisfied look.

When he returned to the baron's bedroom, he was already standing by the bed.

The candlelight cast a long shadow on him.

He didn't look at me, but stared at the carpet at his feet, and said hoarsely, "I'm going to rest."

In an instant, I blushed.

The sudden "I'm going to rest" didn't obviously imply anything, but my heart was beating uncontrollably.

Is he implying something?Or just simply tell me.

I walked by, stood in front of him, and when I looked up at him, I found that he was staring at me with piercing eyes.

I lowered my gaze and began to help him change his clothes, undoing his tie, buttons, and belt...until all he had left was a shirt...

The Baron is used to sleeping in his shirt and changing into a new one in the morning, but he just stood there, not intending to go to bed.

With courage in my bones, I looked up at him again and found that he was looking at me with a flushed face.

The night I made up my mind to go into the Baron's bedroom, I knew what I was about to do, and that if the Baron accepted me, this kind of thing might happen often.But now, I am timid, not only because of those intimate actions, but also because of the baron's eager eyes, which is simply overwhelming.

By the time the baron's hand touched my shoulder, I was having difficulty breathing, my heart was beating very fast, and cold sweat was breaking out on my forehead.

Then the baron stopped stroking. He looked at me for a while, and suddenly said: "You go out."

His tone was cold and clear, as if he was angry.

I looked at him in surprise.

He seemed even angrier, and added: "I don't want to see you."

Perhaps my fearful gesture had annoyed him, for he had already climbed onto the bed and blew out the candle before I could even go out.

I stood awkwardly by the bed, hesitating between leaving and going to bed.

I secretly said to myself, since I have exchanged my body for the baron's silence, what's the point of being pretentious now?

I put my hand on the bow tie, hesitated for a moment, then gritted my teeth and took off my clothes.

The room was pitch black and nothing could be seen, so it was not too embarrassing to undress in front of the Baron.

The clothes fell to the ground one by one, and I could hear the breathing of the person on the bed getting heavier as I undressed them.

In the end I stripped off nothing and sat on the baron's bed.

In the darkness, a hand pressed against my chest, from the neck to the chest, and then to the waist and abdomen.

Then he put his arms around my waist and pulled me onto him.

"I..." He panted excitedly, but hesitated very much, and didn't rush forward immediately.

I had to let him know that I was willing, so I took the initiative to lean in and kissed him lightly. In the dark, I couldn't see exactly where the kiss was, but this kiss made him hug me tightly.

The Baron was still in his shirt, with just one hand kneading my back and hips.

Then he kissed me.

I still remember the jerky feeling when I kissed him for the first time, who knew this time, he was like a seasoned veteran, teasing me wantonly in my mouth, I was breathless from the kiss, I could only passively accept.

The kiss turned us on and he rolled me on the bed so I was down there, then he took off his shirt and started licking my nipples.

We are finally entangled naked, our legs hooked together, rubbing each other's chest and abdomen, the silky and warm skin is touching each other, it is almost crazy.

Then the baron lifted one of my legs and kissed from the groin, along the inner thigh, to the heel. This behavior was too exciting, and my desire rose to the extreme at once, and I couldn't help moaning.

"Ah... ah... um... don't..."

The baron put his fingers into my back hole, gently rotated and expanded, and when I was almost collapsed by him, he finally inserted in and sprinted hard inside me.

The bed made a rattling sound with his collision, I was immersed in the joy he brought me, and I couldn't think of anything.She could only hug his back tightly, and even raised her hips to meet him, letting him go deeper and deeper.

He lasted for a long time, and after I came under his fuck, he was still pressing and thrusting hard on my legs, and by the time he came inside me, I was already lusted high by him again.

He was lying on my body panting, but his penis was inserted into my body all the time, as if teasing me, he pushed lightly and then hard again.

"Ah... don't..." I tossed and twisted under him, completely defeated.

Then he gently teased my nipples and cock until I was moaning, and then he pumped hard and brought me to orgasm.

I was trembling all over, staying in the aftertaste of the orgasm, hugging him tightly, and he hugging me tightly, the body is inseparable.

We just hugged each other like this, and neither of us spoke.

After a long time, he whispered in my ear, "Are you okay? Did I hurt you just now?"

This is the first clear conversation we have had since our union. Although we have already had a relationship, we pretend nothing happened during the day, and we don’t even say a word when we are lingering, as if we don’t know who we are at all. .

Now that I heard his question, I suddenly felt ashamed and hot, and said dully: "No, I'm fine."

"You look so pale today, I thought I hurt you last night." His voice was soft and unreasonable: "I... It's the first time I have sex with someone, so I'm a little excited."

I didn't expect that such a serious and cold person would be so gentle when facing his lover on the bed, and he was actually a virgin before me.

"You...you did...very good..." I suppressed my shame and said, "I...very...very...very comfortable..."

Maybe my answer pleased him, he suddenly kneaded my butt, the penis inserted in my body had a tendency to grow stronger again, and rubbed it lightly.

"Have you...accepted me?" He asked cautiously, "You seemed very nervous just now, did you...don't want to...

"I would, I'm... just too nervous, so..."

The baron leaned over me as if he was relieved, and rubbed my cheek lightly.

I stroked his back, and then touched the arch on his back, feeling suddenly sore in my heart.

The baron is always alone because he likes men and because his appearance is damaged.Those extravagant and depraved nobles only saw his appearance, but not his beautiful inside, that's why the baron was so lonely.

Facing such a person, I not only killed him in my previous life, but also used his feelings to achieve my goals in this life.

Thinking of this, regret surrounded me, I hugged him tightly, unable to say a word.

The baron kissed and bit my neck, rubbed my body lightly, and then he whispered something in my ear that made my whole heart twist.

"I love you," he said, "I'm in love with you, I've been in love with you a long time ago, you know?"

I hugged his back tightly, not knowing how to respond for a while.

The baron didn't notice my nervousness, he cut out his heart and placed it in front of me.

"On the morning when I was suspected of being infected with smallpox, I woke up in your arms, and you were still sleeping. I looked at you and thought, how brave you are, to sleep with someone who may have smallpox in your arms. Because I was afraid of being cold. At that time, I thought, if only I could keep you by my side all the time, then I will not be afraid of the cold in the future. "

"I never thought of sending you away. I just wanted to scare you. I hope you can tell me the truth. Why did you frame the Viscount's family? What is the reason that keeps you silent?" He rubbed my body and asked .

My chest stopped, and I couldn't let him continue asking.

So, I turned over and pressed him down, riding on his waist, holding his desire, and gently swinging my hips.

"Hiss...", the baron took a deep breath, then held my waist and moved forward excitedly.

I held his hand, and while I was swinging my hips, I swallowed his desire up and down. Since I had ejaculated twice before, the acupuncture points were moist and smooth, and the entry and exit were smooth.

The baron enjoyed this exciting riding position very much, his muscles tensed up and he moaned.

I tried my best to make him happy, just to make him forget about the problem just now.

He was immersed in the pleasure brought by my body, and he didn't have the mind to think about anything else.

It's been a long time since his hot cum came into me.

We embraced each other naked, touched each other's bodies, chased and kissed each other, and it was probably nothing more than lingering to death.

I hugged him like this until I got up from his arms with my last rationality.

I have to leave or I won't be able to go back to the bedroom.

The baron sat up after me, put his arms around my waist, and refused to let me go.

He kissed my arms, my chest, my nipples, his hands all over me.

I pushed him helplessly: "My lord, I have to go, otherwise I will be suspected."

"Don't go." The baron imprisoned me with both hands and feet, rubbing against my body vigorously.

I've done it three times just now, isn't he enough?

I can't continue to dawdle any longer, the more I dawdle, the more I can't go.

I pushed him off the bed, and he followed suit, standing up and pestering me.

No way, I lifted one leg and hooked it around his waist, letting him insert it again like this.

Maybe the standing position made him more excited, he thrust vigorously excitedly, grabbing my hips with both hands to meet his advance.

The sound of flesh rubbing, impacting, and the sound of water during thrusting is particularly obscene.

We climaxed in this position.

After he finished, he still hugged me reluctantly.

I kissed his chin reassuringly and said, "My lord, I really have to go."

Only then did he help me pick up my clothes and put them on indiscriminately, it was so dark that I couldn't see anything.

Then he kissed me hard, as if trying to suck all the breath out of me.

Finally, at the door, he said to me: "Tomorrow morning, I will see you as soon as I wake up."

I returned to my bedroom, and instead of tidying up the mess on my body in a hurry, I sat down on the bed slumped.

What he said to me tonight flashed through my mind.

He said he loves me...

I didn't say anything, didn't respond to him, and even made him forget his question in a bad way.

It's mean, I feel like I'm playing with his feelings.

On the desk, the brooch the Baron had given me was shining golden in the candlelight.

I pressed the brooch to my chest, trying to suppress the confusion in my head.

And time didn't stop its unwavering pace because of my fear.

In the early morning, when the bell rang, I realized that I had just fallen asleep like this.

I changed my clothes in a panic, went downstairs to finish my breakfast, and then went upstairs with a tea tray.

He ordered last night to see me early this morning.

It's really embarrassing because last night was so chaotic, it was just messing around.

There was no light on at that time, and it was pitch black, so I wouldn't be too ashamed.But thinking about it afterwards, I still feel that I was too bold and dissolute, and we kept pestering until nearly eleven o'clock.

I struggled at his door for a long time before I mustered up the courage to knock on the door and asked, "My lord, are you awake?"

Unexpectedly, the door opened by itself, and he stood at the door with a gentle smile on his face.

As soon as I walked into the room, he hugged me, kissed my cheek and said, "Morning."

I was so embarrassed that I didn't know what to do. Yesterday we were still like strangers, we didn't even dare to look at each other, and we were still stiff in embarrassment when we spoke.But today is so familiar, is that okay?

"You're blushing." He raised my chin and pecked my lips lightly: "What? Are you embarrassed?"

"I... let me help you change your clothes." I whispered.

He rubbed against me, and said aggrievedly: "What's wrong with you? You were so enthusiastic last night, and you were so indifferent to me when you woke up in the morning, as if nothing had happened to me. It was the same last time. I touched you, you Trembling with fright, do you hate me?"

It's hard to imagine that the baron, who has always been ruthless, would complain to me in such a coquettish tone.

I looked into his eyes and shook my head: "How could I hate you? I would do anything for you."

He looked at me and smirked.

Then he pressed my shoulder and kissed me again, this time he kissed very affectionately, as if he forgot everything around him.

Time flies, kiss me, half an hour has passed.

I regretted urging him to get dressed quickly.

Because the baron's schedule is too fixed, he goes downstairs, eats, and rides at the same time every day.If the time changes suddenly, everyone will notice.And I haven't realized that this is just the beginning, and there are worse things waiting for me in the future.

After breakfast, the Baron gave orders that he would not be riding today, that he was going to work in his study, that he would not see any guests, and that he should not be disturbed by anyone.

My guilty face was sweating.

This must be his strange order in history, even the housekeeper looked at him strangely.

Finally, he said to Billy who had just returned.

"I heard that your wife is about to give birth. Don't be in a hurry to come back. Just stay with her at home for a few more days."

Billy was so moved that he shook his head desperately: "It's not a big deal, how can I leave my work behind."

Apparently, the baron was not happy with his dedication, he urged impatiently: "Okay, okay, it's decided like this."

Billy came home, confused.

And the baron finally got his wish to be in the same room with me, and he looked more cheerful than he had been in the morning.