Lord Theodore's Favorite Ritual
Chapter 191: Lydia, I am home.

Chapter 191: Lydia, I am home.

Late afternoon.

Office, Theodore Mansion.

Critic Arley, Critic-Ishire.

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"Gooseberry I am home!" Theodore announced the second he stepped into the mansion.

Lydia lit up leaving her former position in the library and rushed for her husband charming, with a smile, she ran down the stairs to her dashing husband, as she reached the end of the stairs she stopped, her smile slowly dropping as she watched him, her ocean blue eyes drank him in like a hungry shark to blood,

His presence was majestic and the pull towards him was almost unbearable, she couldn’t fathom how she had managed to be his wife, why he picked her, because as she watched his broad chest rise and fall, his regal attire and posture, he was a sculpture of perfection, his golden locks appear to be in a messy bun completely loose from the tight one she had put them in when he left with the knight this morning yet he carried the mess with his easy elegance, his eyes dropped to her body and she gulped, he looked at her as though she was naked despite being wrapped in layers and layers of clothing.

"Lydia?" he bellowed.

Her insides clenched, and she felt butterflies rush from her chest to her lower belly, they tickled making her draw a deep breath, she wasn’t sad, she wanted to say but she couldn’t because she was so full of emotion that it was stuck in her throat.

Somehow Theodore couldn’t move too, the space between them didn’t stretch but they didn’t attempt to shorten it, he traced her figure with a gulp of appreciation, her long midnight hair flowing in a wave perfect fall, it framed her pale face, her lips slowly began to stretch into a smile and that helped his still heart beat again.

"My love are you, ok?" he asked, taking measured steps towards her, her smile only widened as she rushed down the stairs and in one big swoop he had her in his arms while she giggled in delight, her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck as she nuzzled it.

"I love you" she whispered into his neck. His grip on her waist tightened as he breathed her in, he groaned in satisfaction, her smell tickling his senses and making him salivate. His palm moved downwards from her waist and gripped her thighs, he lifted her with it while she wrapped her leg around his waist while he walked them upstairs.

She drew her face away from his neck, meeting his eyes, she asked timidly, "How was work?"

He kissed her nose, while she sighed, her eyes fluttering shut, "Work was annoying, I missed you" his lips ended on her closed eyes as he continued to ascend the stairs.

"I hope you did none today" Theodore countered, he meant work, he had insisted she did no work or go out today as she should be recovering from the shit she took in the citadel, she had agreed despite wanting to follow Helena to her shop but then Helena spent the morning with her instead and had left for work afternoon.

"I am yet to start but I will soon," she said as though in assurance, but Theodore didn’t expect that of her so he replied, "You do not have to" She ran the tip of her nose from his throat up to his ear prompting him to tighten his hold of her.

"You should have stayed home with me today" she whined, her lips nibbling his ears.

"Duties" he grumbled, his fingers did some movements that made her squirm because it felt as if he was inching closer to her sex by each stroke.

"Exactly" she rolled her eyes, if he would make her stay at home then he too should’ve stayed and rested because he had been the one working more even at the citadel, plus the travel he’d need a rest and she would help him rest. "I missed you" she mumbled.

"Kiss me" he invited in a lustful growl.

She looked behind him and gulped at the view. "We are still on the stairs Theodore, that is-" he cut her off by rushing up the stairs with her held tightly in his arms.

"We are no longer on the steps, now kiss me and let me bite your lips instead." He ordered.

She blushed before pressing her lips to his, he quickly snatched her bottom lip between his, dominating the kiss, he sucked on her lips slowly, dragging the tip of his tongue over it,

She started to remove his scarf, but it landed carelessly in the hall, her fingers running through his hair, she released it from the band just as he kicked their bedroom door open and they pushed inside, he swung the door shut with his feet as the urgency of lust gripped both of them.

He pressed her to the door kissing her as though his life depended on it and then her clumsy fingers reached his buttons and soon all the buttons were off, she couldn’t be happier he was only wearing a shirt today, the other layers she always forced him into were forfeited today as he had been in a hurry.

She ran her palm over his chest and moaned in approval, his rippling muscles, the ridges of his well-sculptured stomach, Her fingers trailed his spine making him shiver.

He trailed his kiss downwards towards her ear, throat, and clavicle, she moaned when he bit her neck before he soothed the area by licking the spot and then suckling it.

Her wet sex pressed his stomach making him groan, as he plastered her back to the wall, his hand gripping her neck in a stable position as he ravished her lips.

Shuffling he started to pull her dress up, the hem reached her knee before she broke their kiss, "Wait, Theo, there’s a ribbon that we can loosen," she laughed when he refused to listen so she extended her hand and with great effort she grabbed the weak side of the knot and pulled, it was no longer wrapped on her waist.

"Let me go" she whispered into his ear with a giggle but he bit down on the swell of her breast "It is a skirt, Theodore...ah" she got cut off by his fingers as they pinched her nipples hard enough for her to scream.

"I only want to hear you moan" he confessed, his breath ragged.

He finally dropped her and as she removed the skirt he loosened his pants and was lifting her again this time she was only in her petticoat and corset, her upper shirt still covering her upper part. Theodore rolled the material up baring her thigh and ass to the cold air that hit it right before his palm did, she shivered but quickly giggled into his mouth as he massaged her ass.

She squealed suddenly when he readjusted her but it immediately turned into a scream of his name because he sank his shaft into her, in one strong thrust, he groaned in satisfaction, his head thrown back as he drew her a bit from the wall, pressing her into him.

Her honeypot gripped his hot rod as she pressed herself further down, letting him sink further in.

"You feel so right" he rasped.

Her left hand dropped and her fingers curled around his bicep for support, while he slid his left hand

"Theo" she moaned, her head falling back while he watched her flushed face with the most attention as he plunged into her.

His movement was sure and strong, slow at first but then he lifted her, drawing back a little with the tip of his shaft almost pulling out of her and as she attempted a complaint he thrust in full force surprising a breath out of her, she gasped her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her sex clenched on Theodore in a satisfying grip. His thrust became faster and more demanding, stretching her insides and making her scream his name, head thrown back, sensual hip movement and sweaty sex, they desired each other in the most primal of ways.

He cradled her face with one hand before taking her lips into his again, her stomach tightened and released a feeling she couldn’t put a finger on. Theodore directed to the bed and dropped her on the bed before falling after her, she glanced down and noticed his shaft still looking hot and hard.

She flustered before turning to grip it in her palm, she played with it faster and firmer while he unzipped her upper dress and as her breasts spilt out he wrapped a nipple with the warm inside of his mouth, she twitched her hand tightening around his shaft as a reaction while he suckled her breasts, switching from one nipple to the other until they became red and sensitive that Lydia mind became muddled and she didn’t know if she wanted him to stop or continue until she reached a climax, Theodore sensing her turmoil moved his hand that was fondling her right breast down her stomach and to her honeypot, despite the extreme urge to sink into her he let her use and vice versa, with two of his fingers he separated her lips, she was dripping with pleasure, ready for him and like scissors he clipped her little swollen nub between her fingers, she twitched as the pleasure rippled through her body.

Theodore in a relaxed movement, used his middle finger to rub her nub ever so lightly, within a moment she came with an electrifying shudder and as her hand slackened in a high of orgasm, Theodore flipped and was on top of her, with a comfortable and sleek movement he slid into her, she gasped her palm ran over his body before hugged him tightly, her leg wrapping around his waist where they continued a soft symphony of lovemaking, in and out, lewd sounds filled the room along with her soft gasps and his satisfied grunts.

They both climbed up the climax of euphoria and they ended it with a kiss and smiles only people in love could muster.