Reborn as a Mind-Reading Empress
Chapter 778: I Must Complete My Task

Chapter 778: Chapter 778: I Must Complete My Task

It meant he was on the verge of losing it if he was already asking for this. This means Arabella would be the winner in their play.

"Oh, should I wash it then?" Arabella acted all tough and confident once again.

Since Ferdinand was not embarrassed about it, she was not getting embarrassed either.

She pressed some of the liquid soap for the genitals on her palms and lathered it up before glancing at his member which was now fully erect and twitching in anticipation.

’He’s so lively as always,’ Arabella gulped.

She already knew what it was like to hold it in her hands. The heat, the hardness, the weight. She knew it all too perfectly after all the days they had been intimate.

And yet, she still hesitated since there was a bit of a difference on how it felt in her hands every time.

It looks quite impatient this time, bouncing up and down without her doing anything yet.

[Why is she hesitating? Is she teasing me even more? Or does she like watching it move like this?]

Somehow, it moved even more.

Only then did Arabella realize that Ferdinand was intentionally making it move more than usual because he eagerly wanted attention right there.

’Alright. Alright, I’m coming. Don’t be so impatient,’ she thought as she was about to kneel down.

However, Ferdinand held her hand to stop her and tapped his right thigh, as he said, "Sit here. I can’t possibly let my lady stand for too long."

’Does he want me to touch him until he cums? He does, doesn’t he?’

After all, why would she have to sit if she was just putting soap and teasing him a bit?

Making her seat meant he wanted it much longer than she originally planned.

’Right. It must be hurting since he had been hard for a while.’

Arabella seated herself on his lap. His arm instantly went to her waist to hold her securely.

[Her behind feels incredible! Ah, I can feel her soft folds! It feels warmer than the rest of her body. I knew it, I could smell it despite all the scents here. She’s aroused too. Is this why she didn’t allow me to wash her there?] Ferdinand got even harder.

’His body feels so hot,’ Arabella gulped since she could also feel his naked skin touching her body. His thigh was hard and hot against her body.

She could also feel the heat emanating from his body even on the parts their body was not touching.

That in itself was already giving knots on her belly that she squirmed as she felt the pool of heat between her legs increased.

[She’s getting more aroused.] Ferdinand smiled knowingly.

’Right! I’m sitting on his thigh. He certainly felt it!’ Arabella felt the heat rise to her face in embarrassment.

However, she maintained her composure and decided to begin teasing him so she would not get defeated.

She gently touched him starting from the head and caressing softly down his shaft.

[The soap is slippery. It reminds me of her juices.]

Ferdinand’s heartbeat instantly quickened and his body tensed. His breathing was audible.

[She’s just putting soap. She’s just putting soap...] Ferdinand chanted in his mind but his body was reacting to her every touch.

Arabella smiled victoriously and continued teasing him.

Even without them discussing the rules of their play, somehow, they both knew that the one who surrenders to their urges first, loses.

Since Ferdinand was the one who asked to be touched first, he was already almost defeated.

If Arabella made him reach his peak, then it would be complete victory for her and utter defeat for him since she did not even let him touch her genitals (though for her it was for another reason– she wanted to be clean first. He had already cleaned himself up, repeatedly at that, before meeting her so he was confident to let her "wash" him).

[It feels so good. But I can’t lose. And I shouldn’t be the only one feeling good. I can feel her warm sticky juices on my thigh.] Ferdinand thought and grabbed her behind firmly.

"I didn’t say you can touch me," Arabella maintained their play though she was tempted to open her legs wantonly to let him touch her or grind against his thigh to make herself feel good.

"I haven’t washed you completely either. I should complete my tasks," Ferdinand replied and added soap to his free hand.

"I told you there’s no need," Arabella replied even when she wanted to just say "yes".

"I must complete my tasks, my lady," Ferdinand replied and opened her legs slightly. He said, "I’ll wash you as well."

He cupped her and pretended to wash her as well. He acted like he was just spreading the soap at first but in just a few seconds, the way he touched her changed.

Ferdinand simply palmed her at first but decided to let his middle digit go between her folds.

Arabella quickly caught his hand and warned, "Don’t put it inside. The soap will hurt."

[Right! I almost forgot about that. I read about this scenario in those books and the lady there said the same. I almost caused Arabella pain instead of making her feel good.]

"I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to hurt you," Ferdinand kissed her on the cheek.

"It’s okay if it’s just outside," Arabella easily accepted his apology since he always cared about her.

"It won’t hurt?" Ferdinand asked again just for sure.

"It won’t. Just make sure not to forget you can’t put anything inside," Arabella reminded.

The soap was refreshing if just on the outside. But if it gets inside, it would sting.

Ferdinand then began teasing her as well and avoided her entrance. He focused on her bead of pleasure instead.

The soap and her wetness made the sensation feel even better.

’No, I should get a hold of myself. I will lose if I am the one who relents first,’ Arabella tried to hold onto her sanity despite the sweet temptation.

Ferdinand was not kissing her on the lips yet so she knew the play was not over.