Princess Sherry’s Tale - Chapter 5

Face flushed from embarrassment with his back against the wall, Tol had no control of his gaze which lingered on her, moving from her face down to her chest. Loving the effect she had on him, Sherri’s deep olive-colored eyes took in his facial expression as her fingers slightly grazed Tol’s sensitive arm.

“What’s wrong, Tol? You’re not looking too good. Your body’s so stiff. Are you sick?”

Unsatisfied with her current height, Sherri raised her heels to the highest point they could offer as she faked a concerned tone, then proceeded to place her fingers on his crimson red forehead. It was after that touch Tol’s body immediately reacted, the hair on his skin standing as he grabbed Sherri’s hand.

She, who recalled the smile of regret on his face, whispered “Uh-uh” before wandering into his arms. It was only natural that Tol’s adrenaline quickened, his body becoming more sensitive than before.

Seeing how sexually tensed Tol was as he reacted to her touch, Sherri decided to tease him further as this was fun to behold. Taking advantage of his fuzzy mind and hectic state, she wrapped her slender arms around his torso and hugged him. As her skin came in contact with his body, she realized he wasn’t as thin as she had pictured him to be but Tol’s mouth moved faster than his brain as he exclaimed.

“Wow.”

“Ugh…”

If a man’s waist is thin, it may look good because he is slim in terms of aesthetics. But such an ornamental waist wasn’t Sherri’s lot to worry about ever since she had realized that there were many things at night that his strength had no control over. Still, on this trail of thought, Sherri wondered how good his thighs would feel against her slender fingers but given Tol’s current mental state, as he was overly sensitive, that would be too much right now.

Tol’s facial expression, starting from the anxiousness in his eyes to how his lips quivered, told Sherri he wasn’t in his right senses. Undisturbed by this fact, she went on to rest her head on his hard torso, pressing her weight slightly on him. She liked how well-toned and muscular his chest felt against hers as their skin came in contact, leaving her hysteric. But she wanted more. If only her fingers could dance along his chest, her excitement would be off the roof.

Tol managed to snap out of his fantasies and regained his senses as soon as his chastity reached her desperation, after which he stepped away from her, putting a little distance between them. At that moment his expression gave away his thought, from the cold sweat drops to the harsh breathing that escaped through his lips. One close look and she could tell he wanted to explode. Had she excited him too much?

Sherri’s eyes glistened with curiosity. This was why sympathy was a little trivial, and sometimes that side of him was fun. If he had lots of experience with a few women, his conscience would be going back and forth and he’d have turned into a vicious wolf. It was so rare to see such a fresh response from a handsome man like him.

After Tol had broken contact with Sherri, they both avoided each other’s gaze for a split second. However, when Sherri directed her attention back to him, her lips curled up in a small smile. Tol just stood there breathing with one hand over his mouth, slightly bent at the waist. Her eyes widened as she looked at Tol’s posture, which was awkward and uncomfortable no matter how much she thought about it.

Why was he positioned that way?

Once her senses clicked, Sherri couldn’t hide the smile of achievement that took over her face from just staring at Tol. The sun was far hidden behind the clouds and the moon, still, a little shy, left the room dark, impairing her visuals. The lamp was also slightly blocked but the reflection of his bulging pants was enough to confirm her suspicions.

Sherri held in the gasp that tried to escape her mouth. How could this thing be so massive? With that boy-like appearance?

His body was itching because he hadn’t been sexually active for two months now. On top of that, he was the first to be turned on, and with his body in this state, she wondered if he would be dissatisfied that they didn’t take things further tonight. Sherri’s gaze shifted past his flexing forearms but she didn’t want to give him orders to hug her. It was more fun to play with him this way.

She had to put a stop to tonight’s activities because once she revealed her true nature and desires to him, she would no longer be able to maintain her pure and innocent image. This was somewhat disappointing because things were just starting to get interesting.

“Th-then I’ll be going. Goodbye…”

While Sherri couldn’t decide so easily, Tol, who was anxious, quickly disappeared with a rather clumsy walk. Looking at his retreating figure fade away, she sucked her teeth and shrugged. She had all the time in the world to finish what she had started today.

Her eyes not leaving his back, watched him open the door next to the living room and enter as if he were being sucked in. Given his frenzy state, he probably didn’t notice that the room door wasn’t even locked at all.

He was a man with a body almost double the size of Sherri’s with strong arms and defined thighs. A young man who she could never overpower even if she bound both his hands and feet. Yet there was a tingling feeling in her chest, leaving her happy at the thought that such a man couldn’t withstand being embarrassed in her presence nor could he hide the effects she had on him.

Was it because of his lush hair colour or the undeniable effect he also had on her? Strangely, she felt like she had driven a large herbivore into a small room. Even now, judging by the screaming silence that overtook the room, he must be nervous about her seeing his reaction behind that wooden door.

Sherri smiled languidly, silently raising only the corners of her mouth, in the pleasure of suddenly getting the chills. She had never understood those who take pleasure in hunting, but now she was convinced for the first time how exciting it was. She just has to decide when and where she should take each bite?

The sound of water droplets and the blazing sunlight digging into Sherri’s eyes woke her up. She opened her olive eyes and blinked repeatedly, trying to drive away from the little sleep that was left in them.

‘What is this noise?’ She thought to herself.

Staring blankly at her ceiling while feeling underslept, the memories of yesterday’s event play through her mind. From now on, she will hold onto Tol after dinner time. Having such thoughts melts away her displeasure at the fact that she’d woken up earlier than usual.

Sherri, who had a relaxed predator mindset as of yesterday, pricked up her ears taking in every sound and movement going on. The continuous sound of water droplets indicated Tol was showering in his room. The water stopped after a few moments, after which she heard his door faintly open. Feeling ecstatic, she jumps out of bed, clearing the last ounce of sleep left in her eyes.

Unlike the other daughters, she didn’t have a servant in the morning. Only her butler and Hans knew it had to do with Sherri’s secret night rendezvouses. And so to avoid getting caught while sneaking out, the servants’ access to her room on the third floor was heavily restricted. As a result, no servant could be seen loitering around her room this early.

Then… Would she be able to leave it to Tol to serve her in the morning?

At the sudden thought, she lifted her leg which had been hanging halfway from the bed and stood up for a few seconds before sitting back. Soon Tol would get dressed and realize she hadn’t woken up.

Sherri tossed around at the thought of that. Then, with a mischievous look on her face, she pulled one shoulder strap on her pyjamas down towards one arm, exposing a pale, round shoulder.

Afterwards, she unbuttoned the two buttons of her pyjamas, then lay on her side. It was only natural that a plump fair portion of her skin was revealed. Not only that, she decided to raise one side of her pyjama skirt to the top of her thigh, exposing a fair amount of toned skin that glistened under the sunlight.

If Tol was an ordinary man, things would have worked faster between them so long as she was bold. However, from her experience in the past two months, he was such an innocent man who would run if placed under too much pressure than he could bear. Plus, subtly showing a slight part of her panties would suffice the moment but Tol was likely to get anxious.

Getting herself into position, she heard a soft knock on her door, of which she shut her eyes in reaction.

“Madam Kasheira, are you awake?”

No response.

Normally, he would storm in if she didn’t answer, but like yesterday he only called her name repeatedly. Just when Sherri was reaching her limit, the door opened carefully.

Although she couldn’t tell what clothes he had on, she could tell the distance between them from his footsteps. He stopped dead on track once he had a better view of her while out of words. However, with a reasonable distance between them, he continued,

“Madam Kasheira, it is time to wake up”

He got no response again and that got him questioning his style of waking her up.

However, there was a variable that Sherri had overlooked. Tol wasn’t shameless enough to touch her, whose skin was exposed in sensitive areas, from her chest down to her thighs.

Tol continuously called her name in a low tone as he could not dare lay a hand on the princess not raise his voice at her. Sherri, who was tired of feigning ignorance, deliberately tossed as she let out a slight groan rather than waking up.

How could a guy be this innocent!

After tossing a few times, not only did her breast become more visible, her pyjamas on her thighs ran to the level of danger. Tol, whose gaze never left her for a second, realized his body was starting to react similarly to yesterday and he wasn’t sure a cold shower would stop his urges.

“Maybe I should call the butler” Tol considered.

But wasn’t the butler also a man? Unlike earlier, hot blood circulated through his heart, his breathing pace increasing from just staring at her. Eventually, Tol shut his eyes then carefully shifted towards Sherri, grabbing her arm. His touch showed signs of hesitation as his finger brushed her arm slightly.

“Madam Kasheira, please…”

“Hmm…”

At the mumbling voice, he lowered his head without thinking. Just then, Sherri hastily yanked his arm, pulling him to the bed and on top of her. In disbelief, Tol’s eyes widened so largely they couldn’t have gotten any bigger.