Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress
Chapter 535: Can I Do It?

Chapter 535: Can I Do It?

Arabella did her best to do what was in his fantasies. And she seemed to have beat it since his body was trembling and the expression in his eyes was hot when he came so hard.

’Gosh, I love him! I love him so much. What am I going to do if he’s this hot?’ Arabella loved all the expressions, moans, and grunts he made. Especially the way he gazed at her with his eyes still dazed. It gave her shivers.

Arabella licked her lips and swallowed his cum right when he was looking at her. She was used to swallowing it by now. She knew what reaction he would have. And she intentionally did it while he was gazing at her because she wanted to trigger him again.

"Oh, you’re still so lively," she pretended to have not noticed it was because of what she did.

"Arabella!" he wrapped her in his arms and kissed her. His eyes were gleaming with desire, and he searched her eyes, wordlessly asking if they could do it.

She lightly pushed his chest with two fingers, and he flinched.

[Right, how can I be so selfish? She just woke up. She was so exhausted last night. I should be content with how mind-blowing she was just now and let her rest... But I want to make her feel good too after she did that to me.]

"I’ll just lick you until you reach your peak. I won’t do anything else," Ferdinand promised, thinking she did not want to go all the way.

"No," Arabella pushed him off with both hands and he was wide-eyed at the strong rejection.

[She doesn’t want that as well?! Did I push her head earlier?!] Ferdinand was wide-eyed. He wondered if he unconsciously pushed her head or moved his hips so she would take him deeper in her mouth when she was sucking him.

But he didn’t dare. He had held back the urge and only gripped at her hair even when he was so into it.

"I’m sorry. Did I hurt you earlier?" Ferdinand inquired. He could not remember clearly because he was so focused on the pleasure.

"No," Arabella replied again and pushed him further.

Ferdinand didn’t dare close the space between them again, thinking that she was angry.

"Then, what did I do?" Ferdinand asked like a lost puppy.

Arabella felt bad so she finally straddled him.

"I was just trying to say, I want this now," she rubbed the tip of his hard member against her wet entrance.

Ferdinand gawked at her and gulped as his eyes darted where their bodies were touching. And just when he was looking, she took him inside her until he was fully in.

They both moaned.

[She’s so wet! Did she want to do this immediately, so she didn’t want me to do anything else?] He grew bigger and harder inside her at the realization.

"You’re so mean. How can you tease me like that?" Ferdinand wrapped his arms around her waist.

’Because you look so cute when you’re flustered or at a loss?’

She didn’t know either. She just felt like teasing him before surprising him.

"Why? You don’t like this?" Arabella let her insides clench around his length. He grunted and held her tighter.

[Damn it. She’s so hot when she’s aggressive. I’m going to go crazy.]

"I love it. I love it so much," Ferdinand captured her lips.

Arabella grinned and kissed him back. But when he began moving his hips, she stopped him.

"I want to try moving on my own. Can I?" she asked, and Ferdinand blinked repeatedly. He was always so aggressive, so she did not have the chance to do this.

[Moving on her own? She even wants to do that?! I’d love to experience how she would do it! But will she be alright?]

His desire won over his worry though.

"Yes, of course."

With his approval, Arabella tried moving her hips.

In her previous life, it was he who asked her to do this once. She had much difficulty doing it, but he looked like he enjoyed it back then. He never asked for her to do it again after that one time though, so she thought, she performed badly.

Even with that experience, moving on her own was harder than she thought. She wanted to know if he liked this, or if she simply misunderstood something about it.

But even if she was doing it slowly, the look on her husband’s face was so amazing.

He lay down on the bed and watched her move.

[This view is so wonderful. I never thought I’d get to see her in this position moving on her own. She looks so adorable doing her best like this. I thought human royalty was taught to be more conservative when it comes to this, but she’s more open-minded than what those books described. I feel so lucky she’s, my wife.]

Ferdinand watched her with lust-filled eyes. She felt embarrassed and aroused at the same time with how he gazed at her so intently as if engraving this in his memory.

Arabella had forgotten how to do these properly, but she began to get the hang of it.

Even when her hips began to hurt, she tried to keep going because of the look on Ferdinand’s face. She was doing something naughty, but he looked mesmerized.

[Is she getting tired? The way she moved her hips changed.]

Ferdinand offered his hands to help support her weight. She held unto them, and it was easier to move. She began to move a bit faster.

[She’s beginning to sweat. It must be hard for her. Should I stop her and do the moving myself? But she looks so adorable and hot right now. What should I do? This feels too good. I don’t want her to stop either.]

"Stop staring like that," Arabella said when she was getting exhausted. "Sit up. I want to hold onto you."

"Are you tired? Let me do it. Don’t push yourself," Ferdinand said, and it made her not want to give up halfway.

’I should at least be able to make him cum once,’ her pride was hit a bit so she wanted to show him she could do it. Just moving with his pace and moving on her own were entirely different things.

Ferdinand obediently sat up and she wrapped her arms around his neck, letting him support some of her weight so it would be easier for her to move.

’I can kiss him this way too.’