I Became the Maid of the Lout Prince

Chapter 425

In a slightly different way than usual, Lilith took her reward from Ethan for winning their swordsmanship match, leading to an intimate moment between the two.

This time, rather than simply touching and pleasuring her to climax as he usually did, Ethan found himself being touched and caressed in ways that made him feel an unexpected sense of embarrassment every time Lilith’s hands or chest brushed against him.

Slap, slap.

“Mmm, aah...”

“Does it feel good, Ed?”

“Y-yes... it feels good...”

Out of nowhere, she started licking his chest, running her tongue over his nipples, and then, with her large breasts resting on his lower half, she began to move up and down.

Just watching his most beloved’s soft breasts bounce in front of him filled him with pleasure. The fact that his manhood was nestled between them made it even better.

The soft, almost too-perfect texture of her chest seemed made for this purpose. Seeing her drip saliva between her breasts to keep things from rubbing too harshly was utterly obscene.

Even though he would never admit it, the term that most suited her was surely “lewd maid.”

“Aaah, ohh...! Mmm...!”

Lilith hugged him tightly, surrounding his member with her ample chest, and Ethan couldn’t help but release his desires between her breasts.

It felt incredible to feel his lust draining between her soft flesh. He thought he had released a lot, yet somehow, her chest still looked untouched. It was, after all, the biggest chest of anyone he knew.

“Ahh, ha... ha...”

“You were holding back so much? How cute, Ed.”

“...Lily...”

...He wanted to pounce on her.

The way she looked up at him, as if daring him to make a move, made him want to grab her and fulfill his desires.

He wanted to silence that cheeky smile of hers with his own lips.

Being near Lilith always stirred these feelings in Ethan, but this time, he had to hold back.

Tonight wasn’t about him rewarding Lilith, but rather, Lilith taking her reward from him.

They always strictly counted the number of times they would give or receive a reward, so he had to control himself.

“You must have really been holding back a lot, Ed.”

She needed a way to let him act naturally, as he always did, while somehow not surrendering control.

“Haaa...”

With these thoughts swirling, she washed up, making sure that her skin would be pristine and ready for whenever his touch came next.

Shhhh.

“....”

While Lilith pondered her approach for the evening, Ethan stood under the shower, grappling with similar thoughts.

‘If this keeps up, I might lose control halfway through the night.’

He wondered just how long he could hold out against her tonight.

If she kept teasing him as she had, he wasn’t sure he could hold back. Already, the restraint it had taken not to pounce on her just now had been immense.

If she pushed herself against him with the same enthusiasm as before, he knew he’d lose his mind.

“Pathetic... a man who can’t even resist the temptation of the woman he loves.”

Maybe it was because he loved her so much that resisting was impossible.

He could fend off any other woman, no matter how provocative, but Lilith was different. A single playful gesture from her and he felt his control slipping.

Thinking about it now, he realized how much he might have been tormenting her with his actions.

If she had been feeling even a fraction of the desire he did, then she’d had to endure these feelings each time, and he felt a pang of guilt.

...Though, when he had her writhing, losing herself to sensation, she never seemed to have enough presence of mind to pounce back.

‘Still, I shouldn’t be the one who loses to temptation first. I may not mind if she underestimates me, but I don’t want to look like a man with no self-control.’

He resolved to endure as long as he could so that she could enjoy herself to the fullest.

But as Ethan emerged from the bathroom, his resolve was immediately tested.

“Are you all done, Ed?”

“Y-yes... I’m done, Lily...”

His maid lay sprawled out on the bed, not a single towel covering her body, her posture inviting him in.

The stiffness he thought he had managed to relieve suddenly returned with a vengeance beneath his towel.