Chapter 815: Taking Sera before the meeting – r18
Sera nodded and immediately got to work. First came the shirt. She helped him into it and held it open so he could slide his arms through the sleeves. Her movements were confident, but Julian could see the slight tremble in her fingers as she buttoned it up from the bottom. When her knuckles brushed against his bare chest, that tremor became more noticeable. Her breath hitched just a little, and she kept her eyes focused on the buttons, as if afraid to meet his gaze.
The white shirt fit Julian’s frame perfectly. Once all the silver buttons were fastened, Sera then smoothed the material over his chest and shoulders. The high collar framed his neck elegantly, and the subtle embroidery along the cuffs caught the light with every small movement.
She then moved to the dark green trousers. Sera knelt down gracefully in front of him and held them open so he could step into them. As she pulled them up his legs, her hands brushed against his thighs. Julian’s hand then moved almost instinctively, sliding down to rest on her shoulder.
When she was adjusting the waistband, his palm found the curve of her ass through the proper maid uniform. He squeezed gently but firmly, feeling the soft, rounded flesh beneath the fabric.
“…”
Sera froze for a second, her entire body tensing under his touch. A deep flush colored her cheeks as she looked up at him, her eyes wide with embarrassment.
“Young lord…” she murmured, her voice ing out shaky. “You should… should not do this,” she said.
But Julian simply gave her a smile in response. He did not remove his hand and instead squeezed the butt cheeks even more harder than before.
“Ahh…” Sera gasped in pure shock at his boldness. Her body jolted slightly and her “modest” maid uniform did nothing to hide the way her ass yielded under his firm grip.
“Why would I not do that, Sera?” he whispered close to her ear. His breath seemed to send shivers down her spine and she for a moment flickered her eyes up. Just as fast, she quickly lowered them and muttered,
“You are about to meet your fiancée, young lord… how would she react if she… were to see this?”
To her question, Julian brought another of his free hand and grabbed the other butt cheek. “Like I care,” he said.
He squeezed both of them at the same time now, his strong fingers digging into the soft flesh through the fabric of her uniform. Sera let out another soft, involuntary gasp, her knees weakening for a moment as she leaned forward slightly on the bed.
“Even if I were to marry tomorrow,” Julian continued, his voice low and teasing as he kneaded her ass possessively, “you would still suck me, wouldn’t you, Sera?”
Sera’s face burned with humiliation, but her body betrayed her pletely. A visible shiver ran through her as his hands continued their firm, exploratory squeezing. The proper maid dress suddenly felt far too tight and the fabric stretched over her curves as he played with her.
“Young lord… please…” she whispered, her voice trembling with a mix of embarrassment and unwilling arousal. “This is… this is not right. I’m supposed to be helping you prepare for Lady Elara… not… not letting you grope me like this…”
Julian chuckled softly. One of his hands stayed firmly on her ass while the other slid up her side, making their way slowly towards her breast. She remained bent slightly over the bed, her hands gripping the edge for support as Julian’s palm finally cupped one of her full breasts. He squeezed gently at first, feeling the soft, heavy weight of it fill his hand.
“Ahh…”
A soft, involuntary moan escaped Sera’s lips.
Julian said nothing. He simply continued playing with her breast. One minute he squeezed them roughly while other his thumb brushed over the hardening nipple. Sera’s body trembled and another moan slipped out as he pinched the sensitive peak lightly.
“Mmm… young lord…” she whimpered, her voice shaky and breathy.
He squeezed her ass harder in response, his fingers digging deep enough that it must have hurt her. Sera’s moans grew a little louder at that, though she tried to stifle them by biting her lips.
“Ahh… please…” she gasped, her thighs rubbing together desperately beneath the skirt of her uniform. The contrast between her proper attire and the way Julian was shamelessly groping her made the moment even more intense.
Julian remained silent, letting his actions speak for him. He switched to her other breast, giving it the same thorough attention — squeezing, massaging, pinching the nipple until Sera was whimpering continuously.
After several long minutes of this teasing torment, Julian finally moved. He bent her over the bed more fully, pressing her upper body down onto the soft covers while keeping her ass raised. Sera gasped in shock as her breasts pressed against the bed, her cheek now resting on the sheets as she looked back at him with wide, flushed eyes.
His hand stayed on her ass, positioning her in the perfect position.
“Sera,” he said, his voice low and manding. “I want to fuck you.”
Sera’s eyes widened further, a mix of shock and desperate arousal flashing across her face.
“Young lord… we mustn’t,” she whispered, her voice trembling with hesitation even as her body remained bent over the bed.
Julian didn’t reply with words. Instead, he answered her by lifting the hem of her skirt slowly, bunching the fabric up around her waist. Sera tried to twitch away, but he had her pinned perfectly. She was unable to move.
The cool air of the room kissed her exposed skin as the skirt was pulled up pletely. Her simple white panties were revealed, already damp with arousal and clinging to the outline of her pussy. Julian hooked his fingers into the waistband and tugged them down her thighs in one smooth motion, letting them pool around her ankles.
“Ahh… young lord…”
Sera gasped sharply, her face burning with humiliation as her bare pussy was fully exposed to him.
“Please… this is too much…”
She was wet and ready despite her protests. Julian’s fingers traced slowly down between her butt cheeks before brushing over her dripping entrance.
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