Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress
Chapter 169: Can’t I?

Chapter 169: Can’t I?

’I’m letting an inexperienced Ferdinand get his way with me?!’

Arabella suddenly wanted to take control of this situation somehow after confirming from her husband’s thoughts that he had no former experience with sex.

Her pride wouldn’t allow her to be the one getting teased like this when she was supposed to be more experienced in this matter.

"Stop touching there," she held his wrist and tried to remove his hand from her crotch. But he didn’t budge at all.

"Why? Can’t I? I’m not allowed to?" Ferdinand asked with such a forlorn look on his face. He was innocently making puppy dog eyes at her.

’That’s cheating! Don’t look at me like that?!’

It was so unfair that he was appealing so cutely.

’Did they also teach him how to be like this?’

She had to wonder if he was doing it on purpose. But his thoughts were honest.

[Does she hate my touch? Is she disgusted that I’m touching her most intimate part?!]

Panic flooded Ferdinand’s eyes for a second.

[Wait... No, she’s this wet. Didn’t all those books Raymond gave me say getting wet like this meant she liked it?]

’Just what kind of books had Raymond been making him read?’

"I want to touch you just a little bit more. Can’t I?" Ferdinand was both so innocent and naughty at the same time that Arabella was conflicted about how to react.

And while she was hesitating, he attacked. Truly a military man. Attack when the opportunity strikes.

[She’s even wetter here!]

Arabella covered her mouth to muffle her gasp when Ferdinand slightly dipped a finger into her slit and curiously touched here and there.

[Is this one of those spots that women love?] He found her bead and curiously caressed it as he closely observed how she would react.

[It is!] Ferdinand was delighted with the discovery and teased her even more.

Arabella covered her mouth and looked away not wanting to give him the satisfaction of seeing her pleasure.

[Why did she look away? Does she not like it? The books said I could touch it in various ways to check what she prefers.] Ferdinand did his experiment.

Arabella bit on her index finger but her moans and pants still escaped as he curiously touched her body.

’This is too much. My body is too sensitive. Is it because I’m young again?’

Did it always feel this good?

Arabella couldn’t even remember as he continued to tease her.

It felt too good that she was beginning to lose her mind. If he pushed her even more, she might just attack him instead and guide him on how to do it even more pleasurably.

’How sinful. I shouldn’t act like an old lady hungry for pleasure,’ she was supposed to be innocent about this. But it couldn’t be helped since she had memories of her past life.

[The sounds she’s making are so cute and alluring at the same time. Her face is flushed and her breathing is becoming ragged.] Ferdinand observed her closely.

’I have to stop this or else I would shamelessly reach my peak here.’

"No, stop. Don’t touch that spot too much," Arabella managed to say between her pants.

"Why? Does it hurt? Is it uncomfortable?" Ferdinand blinked repeatedly and finally stopped.

[Did I hurt her?! I was already touching as gently as I could. Should I touch her even more gently?]

’Why am I the one getting teased like this? I’m the one with experience. Why is this body so sensitive to every little touch he does?’

"No. But..."

How could she tell him she would orgasm if he continued?

Even if he was touching her gently, she was already too stimulated. She would reach her peak if he continued.

[Her face turned red? Is she just embarrassed then?]

Ferdinand happily kissed her when he realized she was indeed feeling pleasure from his touch. He assumed she was just probably embarrassed to be touched down there, a place that no man had touched before.

Arabella felt guilt and shame from such thoughts from her husband because of her past memories. But Ferdinand’s kiss sent it all away with the warmth of his kiss.

"My beloved wife," Ferdinand kissed her on the cheek.

"You look so beautiful. And the sounds you make are heavenly. Please don’t cover your mouth. I want to hear them more," he said looking at her so sincerely. His voice was lower and gentler than ever.

’Since when did he learn to be this smooth?’

It was making her feel even more sensitive. She kept muffling her voice though not wanting to moan out loud as he teased her.

[Has she never touched herself like this before?] Ferdinand wondered if she never masturbated since he does it quite often at night.

Arabella never touched herself before even in her past life since she was taught to not touch that part of her. It was so ingrained that she never masturbated even when she got older. Not even during the times, she craved for Ferdinand and he wasn’t around.

’Right. I might have more experience in actually doing the act but he had pleasured himself beyond count.’

[Didn’t those books also say I should put some pressure on this spot too?] Ferdinand wondered and Arabella was wide-eyed.

’No! Don’t do anything else right now.’

[Ever since I began having dreams of sleeping with her, I couldn’t help but long to see how her face would truly look once I get to touch her. I’ve been fantasizing about what her pleasured face would look like and how her moans would sound. But why is she hiding it from me? I want to see what kind of face she would make. I want to hear the sounds she makes, more clearly.]

Arabella was wide-eyed when Ferdinand held both of her wrists with his free hand.

"Ferdinand, what are you doing?!"

"I want to see your face and hear your voice."

"No. You are so mean," Arabella glared.

[I would usually back down when she glares at me. But why does she look even more alluring like this? She looks so cute trying to hide her embarrassment. It makes me want to do things to worsen that blush on her face.]

"Don’t you like it when I touch you here?" Ferdinand asked and flicked her bead. He was such a tease.

She bit her lip and closed her eyes to not show the pleasure she was feeling. It was still obvious though.