Chapter 227: Slowly

"I mean, your body is so small. It might not fit inside. I don't want to hurt you so I thought we should do the preparations when we can," Ferdinand ended up rambling in nervousness when Arabella didn't reply.

He was so cute she wanted to laugh but held it in.

[I don't want her to be hurting while I'm feeling pleasure. I want her to feel good too.] Ferdinand thought and Arabella kissed him on the cheek for thinking about her comfort and pleasure too.

"Thank you. You are so considerate. But what exactly are those preparations?" she pretended to not have understood.

Ferdinand's face turned red as he didn't know how to tell her without seeming like a pervert just trying to get in her pants. He couldn't tell her he wanted to finger her more often and try inserting another to stretch her enough so her body would be ready once they get onto it.