CHAPTER 872: CHAPTER 872: IT’S NOT TOO LATE TO MAKE UP FOR IT

Ferdinand was still visibly bothered by it.

’Ah, right. Men are more sensitive when it comes to this. The elderly ladies I knew did warn me not to take it personally in case my husband fails to perform at night sometimes, no matter what I did.’

Arabella’s pride did get hurt a bit, but she understood Ferdinand’s reasons.

There might also come a time when she’s not at all in the mood to do it with Ferdinand due to exhaustion and other matters, so she would not demand it from her husband either.

Now that she knew his reasons for last night, she was no longer as bothered by it as much as earlier.

"Ferdinand, it’s truly alright with me," Arabella assured her husband.

"But you even wore such an adorable and seductive outfit for me," Ferdinand said, and the heat instantly rose to Arabella’s face.

"Y-you noticed?!"

The way he had been acting so calm earlier, she fully thought he did not notice. That perhaps, he had forgotten about seeing it in the first place, and did see it when he woke up.

But it seems he did.

’Then, what did he think about it?’

"Of course. How can I not? It suited you very well," Ferdinand wrapped an arm around her waist.

His ears and face slightly turned red, and Arabella felt the heat from his gaze.

[I was quite surprised and could not believe my eyes, so I thought I was just dreaming when I first saw it. Who would have thought it was real? I thought I would only see Arabella dressed like that in my fantasies.]

He leaned in and said, "It’s not too late to make up for last night, right?"

’Oh, so he liked it. And he had fantasized about me wearing such clothes? How come I did not hear his thoughts about it? Did he put a spell on himself again?’

Arabella had no time to be lost in thought though with Ferdinand’s intense gaze driving all her thoughts away.

Just the way his eyes looked at her as he recalled what she was wearing inside her robe was more than enough to make her heart race and grab all her attention.

How could just one look have this much effect on her and heal her wounded pride in an instant?

It was truly concerning just how much she had become dependent on him.

And yet, at this moment, Arabella no longer minded.

All her worries left her mind as Ferdinand’s eyes were solely focused on her.

"Yes," Arabella gulped at the intensity of his gaze.

If she were to be honest, she missed this Ferdinand.

The Ferdinand who only looked at her.

The Ferdinand who did not speak about work but simply them together.

"Thank you!" Ferdinand gave her a peck on the lips in delight at her response.

"You don’t have to thank me," Arabella smiled and wrapped her arms around his neck.

He smiled back and once again gazed at her, his arm tightening around her.

No words were spoken but the way they looked at each other seemed to create something in the air around them that made their hearts race even further.

One more peck on her lips. Then, two. Three, and more.

From gentle and tender. From delight to need and longing.

Each one increased in intensity. Until he kissed her forehead instead as he tried to control himself, not wanting to rush things.

"Arabella," her name left his lips and it spoke so much more than a lot of words stringed together.

It was truly a wonder how simply hearing her name from him like this made her feel loved and cherished.

"Ferdinand," she said in response.

It was the most appropriate thing to say at this moment.

Simply his name. And Arabella did not fail to notice how Ferdinand also loved his name from her lips.

Ferdinand gulped and caressed her lower lip with his thumb. A tender yet teasing gesture that tested both of their patience.

Arabella slightly parted her lips, and Ferdinand closed the small distance between them and kissed her.

It was tender and slow, and they loved it both as is.

However, as more seconds flew, so was the longing they had held back when they were apart.

They needed more.

Their kiss deepened as their hands began to explore each other, and their pants and moans filled the air before they could even fully undress.

They were still in her outer chambers, but it didn’t matter since no one would dare enter now that Ferdinand was here with her.

Arabella’s robe fell to the floor, and Ferdinand took in the sight of her in her lewd lingerie.

"You look so lovely and seductive in this," Ferdinand said, and kissed her intensely.

Arabella responded in turn, relieved and delighted that Ferdinand loved what he saw and ignited his passion even more.

Ferdinand’s lips trailed kisses to her neck and collarbone while one hand kneaded her breast and the other caressed her thighs.

She was glad her back was against the wall since her knees had weakened just from their kisses.

Ah, Ferdinand did know a lewd way to support her weight.

He had one leg between hers and supported some of her weight with it while likewise teasing the growing moistness and heat from her.

"These clothes are quite nice," Ferdinand commented as he parted the opening and revealed her hardened nipples.

Arabella finally understood why this lingerie had holes right there.

It was intentional to make things accessible without taking them off. And now both her hardened nipples were exposed from them.

Ferdinand caressed her nipples softly before he gently pinched and tweaked them. It hurt a bit, but it was also pleasurable.

Arabella could not help but let out a soft moan.

Ferdinand loved her reaction, and he licked his lips before giving pecks to each one.

It was feather-light and left her wanting more.

Her body had become familiar and grew a longing for this kind of touch from him.