The Adventures of an Overpowered Knight in Another World

Chapter 643- Eleanor’s Confession (2)

"I don’t want to lose you to them because I’m too timid to step up."

With a sudden, decisive motion, Eleanor sat up in the bed facing him. Then her hands went to the knot of her gown, and she spoke decisively.

"I love you, Reinhardt".

With that, she untied the knot. The silken fabric loosened; no, peeled off with a seductive slide.

It fell off her shoulders and pooled on the bed. She let him see her completely.

Reinhardt gazed at the masterpiece that Eleanor was. Soft curves and pale, flawless skin, her breasts were full, pert, with nipples already hardened into tight, rosy peaks in arousal and nervousness.

Her waist was narrow, her hips generous. The crimson streaks in her hair seemed to echo the blush that spread across her chest, down her stomach.

Eleanor sat there, naked, her hands resting on her thighs, her head held high even as her entire body trembled. She was offering herself as a sign of her love and trust.

If earlier her attempts were cute and clumsy, then now it was the most vulnerable, most powerful seduction he had ever witnessed.

The nefarious thoughts within him were gone, replaced by a profound, unexpected tenderness.

Reinhardt reached for her. He didn’t go for her body, but rather her face. His finger brushed her cheeks and neck.

Then he leaned in and kissed her. It wasn’t the hungry, consuming kiss he shared with his women. It was a first kiss experience, soft and exploring.

For Reinhardt, it might not be his first kiss, but for Eleanor, it probably was. Her nervous breathing and fluttering eyes were evidence enough.

Reinhardt pressed his lips and explored further. He felt her gasp, her lips parting under his. He tasted her, the wine she drank just prior to coming here.

His hands also slid from her face down to her shoulders, feeling the smooth skin and the delicate bones.

Eleanor responded to his touch. Her lips moving against his, her hands coming up to rest lightly on his wrists.

The kiss deepened slowly, naturally. Reinhardt let his tongue trace the seam of her lips and dived deeper.

He tasted the interior of her mouth, slow and thorough, as if tasting a delicacy.

When the two finally broke the kiss, Eleanor’s face was flushed a deeper shade of red, and her eyes were left with slight tears.

"I’m inexperienced... so please go slow," She admitted, trying to bury her face on the comforter again but resisting the urge.

"Don’t worry, I won’t let you feel a shred of pain".

Reinhardt promised. He then guided her back down onto the pillows, lying beside her. He kept one arm around her, his hand stroking her side.

He began by feeling her body. From her beautiful face, his fingers traced the line of her collarbone, the outer curve of her breast, never touching the nipple directly.

While he did that, he carefully observed her. First time was unforgettable for anyone. And Reinhardt wanted to make it memorable for both Eleanor and him.

He watched her every reaction. The flutter of her eyelids, the quickening of her breath, the way her skin seemed to warm under his fingertips.

"Just feel. Forget about everything that’s looming in your head."

Maybe because she was an expressive lady, but her reactions were quite brilliant.

Reinhardt’s hand slid down, over the gentle dip of her stomach. His broad palm felt the softness of her stomach and the incredible sight.

Then his fingers drifted lower, through the soft, trimmed hair of her pubes. The color was the same as her hair.

He felt the softness of her vulva but did not go further and instead explored the inner slope of her thigh, the sensitive skin there.

Eleanor’s body, which was tense at first, slowly relaxed with his gentle touch. Reinhardt’s warm hands never tried to invade more than necessary, and under his careful and loving touch, her breath deepened.

"Ahnnn~" A soft, quiet sound of pleasure leaked out of her mouth. "You’re so warm," Eleanor said, squeezing his arm with her thighs.

Reinhardt smiled and continued his exploration. His fingers finally brushing the outer folds of her pussy.

"Aaahn~" Sensing this, Eleanor tensed a little. Her body shuddered, but seeing that he didn’t push, she relaxed.

Reinhardt just stroked the soft, swollen flesh of her vulva, feeling the heat radiating from her pussy. She was already slick, her arousal so natural and honest.

"Mmmng... Nnnn... Aaah... Anng".

Reinhardt continued with his slow strokes, evoking beautiful melodies from Eleanor.

"You are so beautiful," he slowly whispered beside her ear, slowly breaching all her defences.

Seeing that she was completely relaxed, he moved on to the next part.

Reianhrdt shifted and appeared before her legs. He wanted to see every part of her. He looked at her body sprawled across his bed.

Golden hair with red streaks at the edges, fanned out all across the sheets. Her beautiful face was flushed, her eyes slightly teary from emotions, her lips were parted and shimmering with the kiss they shared earlier.

Her breasts rose and fell with her quick breaths. Her stomach was a smooth plane. And between her thighs, her pussy was glistening, like a pale pink flower already open for him.

Reinhardt began by kissing her stomach, flat, soft plane that was slender yet had devastating proportions to mesmerize all men.

From there, he kissed lower, along the line of her hip. Then, finally, he positioned himself between her legs.

Eleanor now looked at him eagerly. One of her hands was grabbing his shoulder, the other was hiding her face.

She didn’t want to show how embarrassed she was right now to Reinhardt.

Her antics evoked a smile from him. He didn’t take her with his mouth immediately. He nuzzled the inner thigh, kissing the sensitive skin there, feeling her tremble. His hands spread her thighs gently, opening her further.

He looked at her beautiful pussy, the makeup of it, at the slick evidence of her desire. Only then did he lower his head and eat her.