CHAPTER 105 - DADDY **Liam secretly smiled when he heard her sincere words.
"You're wonderful," he whispered back.
They continued the activity, but this time Liam didn't ask much anymore. He experimented in silence, watching carefully for Harriet's reaction to his touch. It was as if he was studying Harriet's body a second time.
But his concentration was broken when a gasping Harriet, already climaxing for the fifth time, shouted at him.
"Milord!" the woman furrowed her brows deeply.
"Yes, Madam?" Liam blinked questioningly at his wife.
"Stop playing around and hurry up… you haven't climaxed at all…" Harriet was annoyed.
Ah.
Liam realized he should stop when he saw Harriet's limp body and flushed face. How many times already?
“It feels amazing, but you have to… I mean…” Harriet didn't notice that the tears in her eyes were starting to fall. Not because she was angry or sad, but because what Liam did to her made her body react intensely as well.
"I see," Liam smiled gently. Seeing that Harriet was tired, he decided to indulge himself slowly too. With every movement of his hips, he tried to feel the softness of Harriet's walls and he quickened the tempo little by little.
“Mm…” Liam heard Harriet moan in his ear, and immediately, he felt he was going to reach the peak.
"...hh..."
"Ngh!"
"Mm!"
"Hah-!" Liam bit the base of Harriet's neck and sucked her skin a little. Meanwhile, Harriet limply put her hands on his shoulders.
Liam automatically went about his routine after sex. He grabbed a towel and helped Harriet clean herself up. Since the bed sheet they had made love in was quite wet, he lifted Harriet up after wrapping her in a warm blanket onto the sofa. Then he pulled off the bed sheet to replace it with a new one.
Harriet herself grabbed the cookie jar and started eating the cookies one by one. She looked at Liam with narrowed eyes, trying to say what she was thinking.
"I'm glad Milord wanted to try to find out about my weakness during sex and make me feel good," she said quickly and bluntly, causing Liam to burst out laughing. But Liam stopped laughing when he heard Harriet continue. “But I don't like it if it makes Milord have to concentrate and restrain himself like before.”
Liam was making the bed, but he paused, turning to look at Harriet who snuggled under the warm blanket like a fur ball.
He said, “But I enjoyed it. I enjoy learning about you.”
“Mm,” Harriet blushed, but she turned her gaze elsewhere. "I'd be happier if Milord felt as good as I did," she whispered.
Liam smiled mischievously and walked over, sitting on the sofa beside Harriet. The man pulled Harriet's chin to face him.
“Hmmm, so that was good? Which one do you like the most?” Liam asked.
"When you're feeling good too," Harriet furrowed her brows stubbornly.
“When I do it slowly?” Liam asked in a seductive voice. “When I gently put it in and got you so wet?”
Harriet started to blush badly, and she slapped Liam's hand on her chin.
"Milord, you're being unfair to yourself," the woman's brows furrowed deeply.
"Okay, let me change the question," Liam asked, shifting his seat closer to Harriet, leaning his hand on Harriet's shoulder to pull her closer. "Of everything we've done so far, which one excites you the most?"
Harriet's red face still hadn't gone away, and it was even redder now. “W-w-when Milord enjoyed it too,” whispered Harriet, slowly agreeing to explain, “When Milord got turned on by what I did for you. When Milord feels good… and you seem to enjoy it… I… I feel really…”
Harriet's eyes faltered and she immediately looked the other way. She was very embarrassed to say it, for some reason.
But that was also what made Harriet miss Liam's blush. The man would have been pounding if he had had a heart, and evidently, his face was blushing even worse than usual.
"Ahem, so the point is, you'll get aroused if you see me also aroused?" Liam asked, trying to speak calmly.
Harriet just nodded slightly, making Liam feel his wife was so adorable. Liam then understood that Harriet would enjoy it if he enjoyed it, whatever it was. It was just, for Liam, it was impossible not to enjoy it.
He made love to the most alluring woman in his eyes, so of course, he would enjoy it.
"Then you can do anything to me and I can make you enjoy it," Liam muttered under his breath.
Harriet gave another small nod. But then, something snapped in Harriet's head. The woman swallowed her saliva. She secretly took a breath and revealed it.
"But will you enjoy it if we have roleplay sex?" carefully, she asked.
Liam raised an eyebrow. "Roleplay?"
"D-don't misunderstand me, Milord," Harriet raised a hand. Her face blushed.
Misunderstanding? Liam actually just didn't understand what roleplay sex was all about. Was it because they were from different generations that Liam didn't understand what young people like today?
“I sometimes imagine us doing it in different scenarios… like… like… ahem,” Harriet looked the other way, but Liam could see the tips of her ears turning red.
“Like if you were my master, and I was your servant or vice versa… or I was a physician, and you were a patient– perhaps, I was your student, in a class, and we…” Harriet's voice was low.
But Liam believed Harriet must have mustered up so much courage to reveal her sexual fantasies. Moreover, imagining the scenarios that Harriet mentioned to him made Liam himself turned on.
"Umm," Harriet wanted to be more specific now. “And I wish we could wear costumes when… when…”
Liam raised his eyebrows again.
Costume?
"Ah..." he understood.
“Is Milord willing to do such a thing?” asked Harriet carefully.
Liam smirked mischievously.
“What kind of role do you want to give me now?” he asked with a pair of shining golden eyes staring at her.
Harriet's heart felt like it was going to explode. She regretted it a little after saying it but thought it would be fun. With a flirtatious smile, Harriet looked at Liam shyly. “Umm, well, maybe we'll start with the most common roleplay… and since you're a lot older than me, how about first, can I try to call you… 'Daddy'?”
Harriet's low, soft voice added to the temptation of the sentence, while at the same time awakened something in Liam. "What did you just say, Madam?"
Harriet smiled. She grabbed Liam's hand and made him stroke her still flat stomach.
“Daddy, look what you've done to me. You got me pregnant," whispered Harriet.
Liam stiffened. Something confusing and exciting rose from inside him, and his crotch tightened once more at Harriet's words. Was this what… roleplay was all about? What kind of forbidden feeling was this? Why did hearing his wife call him 'Daddy' made him turned on like this?!
But at the same time, Harriet cringed. She felt it was too much considering she was already pregnant.
“Mm, but that felt a bit cringe. Let's not do that kind of roleplay," she muttered.
Liam shook his head. The man looked straight at Harriet grabbing her chin.
"Say it again. Call me that again, Harriet," he said seriously.
Liam's golden eyes seemed to hypnotize Harriet. Innocently, Harriet called,
"Daddy?"
“Ah, my dear Harriet,” Liam whispered, immediately lifting Harriet onto the bed—for the next round.