If You're Going to Sell Yourself, Sell It to Me - Chapter 45

Unable to bear washing below, Georgiana averted her gaze. Lockwood, pulling her close, abruptly bit her chest.

At the same time, her soapy breasts were massaged by his large hands, now seeming fuller than usual, perhaps because of some recent weight gain. The flesh slipped through his fingers, appearing even more abundant.

Lockwood gently nibbled at her nipple, carefully avoiding any pain, while his other hand moved downward, softly parting her folded wings. Between her small wings, a bright red clitoris, as crimson as her lips, peeked out.

He massaged her clitoris with a firm yet gentle touch.

“Mmm…”

Perhaps it was the water, but the sensation felt twice as strong. Even though he had only touched her a few times, her entrance was already overflowing with juices.

She had been aroused ever since he began washing her, and now she was thoroughly wet below.

“When did you get so wet?” he asked lazily, his voice dripping with amusement as he rubbed her clitoris with his fingers.

“It’s not… It’s because of the water.”

“Is that so?”

“Yes…”

“Well then, it’ll make penetration easier, thanks to the water.”

“That… that’s not—!”

With a voice that clearly indicated he didn’t believe her, Lockwood pulled her by the waist, aligning his tip with her opening. Despite how wet she was, it always felt overwhelming when he entered her. But still, in one swift movement, he plunged deep inside her.

“Ahh!”

The intense sensation of being split open was still there, as his upward thrusts defied gravity and reached deeper.

Splash, splash.

Every time he lifted her and lowered her again, the sound of water echoed around them, making it feel as though they were in the midst of a storm. The friction of the water made their pelvic bones grind together, and with each movement, her clitoris was pressed firmly.

“Ahh! Uhh! Aah…”

The electric sensation radiated through her entire body.

Though she remained seated while he moved her body, her gasping breaths were the only sounds filling the air.

His motions didn’t stop until her entire body went limp, collapsing against him.

***

In her sleep, she vaguely felt him kissing her forehead several times, but by the time she opened her eyes in the morning, he was no longer in the cabin. Even Henry seemed to have gone with him, leaving only a note on the table saying they would return in the evening.

Since she was meeting Sarah around noon, Georgiana leisurely made her way to the bathroom to wash up and get ready.

“What… what is this?”

Staring at her reflection in the mirror, Georgiana’s face flushed in shock.

From her neck down to her thighs, her skin was covered in hickey marks.

It looked as if she had been stung by a swarm of bees after disturbing their hive. Her whole body was blotched and sore. How many times had they done it last night?

She wondered if he ever actually slept.

Though she briefly worried about getting pregnant, she knew that wasn’t a real concern. Whether it was due to malnutrition or slow development, she had been dealing with irregular periods for years. In fact, it had now been three months since her last one.

She had considered seeing a gynecologist, but the cost made it impossible for her to even contemplate.

Even though the ship’s doctor offered free services, she hesitated to ask, as the doctor wasn’t female.

Georgiana promised herself she would seek medical advice once she settled in the New World.

After finding a high-necked outfit to cover the marks and applying some light makeup, Sarah arrived. The moment Sarah saw her changed hair, her eyes widened, and she exclaimed in delight.

“Oh my, Georgiana! You cut your hair? You were gorgeous with long hair, but this short style suits you so well!”

Sarah had no idea that it was just her natural hair color returning. She kept showering Georgiana with compliments, praising her beauty. Noticing that the ends looked a bit plain, Sarah heated a metal rod and curled the tips inward slightly.

With just that small touch, Georgiana’s appearance transformed.

She briefly fantasized about how wonderful it would be to run into Lockwood on Pelia Island with this look.

After putting on a hat to match her dress, her preparations were complete. Her small purse was filled with the generous allowance Lockwood had given her the day before.

Though she had been shocked by the amount—enough to buy an entire shop—Henry had assured her that Lockwood made money easily but didn’t know how to spend it. He had promptly placed the money in her bag, saying it wouldn’t even be missed.

Even so, considering the cost of the ship fare and his house in the Empire, Georgiana decided she would only buy what she needed and return the rest to him, gripping her purse tightly to make sure she didn’t lose it.

Being a first-class passenger, a sailor escorted them to the dock, offering a brief tour.

“The main business here is tourism, so it’s completely safe for women to walk around during the day. However, if you feel you need an escort, just let us know, and we can arrange for someone.”

“We’ll be fine. We’re just going to stay nearby and won’t be out long.”

“Will you be returning to the cabin to sleep?”

“Yes, that’s the plan.”

“I’ll inform the cleaning staff then.”

The sailor also provided them with useful information about local delicacies and souvenirs, all of which Georgiana made a mental note of. She was also given a small guide map, so she wasn’t worried about navigating the island.

“Look at those glass figurines!”

“They’re so beautiful!”

As soon as they stepped off the dock, the two of them let out small squeals of delight as they passed a shop selling glass ornaments. The island was known for its glassworks, and the items sparkled like expensive jewels.

Georgiana’s earlier curiosity about why the ship had stopped at this island was immediately answered. The entire village was decorated with beautiful glasswork, and just walking around and admiring it lifted her spirits.

There were so many things she wanted to buy, but she restrained herself, selecting only a brooch for herself and gifts for Lockwood and Henry. The brooch, a red rose encased in pale green leaves, matched her eye color perfectly, as Sarah had enthusiastically pointed out.

Georgiana also secretly bought a hairpin Sarah had been eyeing.

Growl.

After walking for a while, her stomach grumbled with hunger.

Looking over at Sarah, she could see that she, too, was starting to look a bit tired from the rare outing.

Since it was slightly past lunchtime, the two of them followed the map, searching for the restaurant the sailor had recommended.

Just as they rounded a corner, a long shadow fell over them.

“There you are.”

Anthony, dressed sharply in a gray suit and matching fedora, waved at the two women. The servant accompanying him tactfully stepped aside, giving the three of them privacy.

Georgiana glanced at Sarah, noticing the slight pink blush rising in her cheeks, despite her attempts to stay composed. Georgiana couldn’t help but smile secretly, feeling a warm tingle in her own chest.

Despite the differences in status and the many obstacles they faced, Georgiana hoped, even if only for this moment, that Sarah would be happy.

“Where are you ladies headed? Is it possible we share the same destination?”

“I doubt it. We’re on our way to have lunch,” Sarah replied, turning her body to block Anthony from looking at their map.

“There’s a famous dish here called schnitzel, and we were trying to find the place that serves it,” Georgiana offered as a clue.

“Perfect timing. I’m starving. I’ve been fasting since this morning because of an important meeting, and I don’t think I can make it back to the ship without eating first. Would you mind if I joined you?”

Anthony dramatically clutched his stomach, pretending to be in dire straits, though his exaggerated gestures were obvious to everyone. Sarah, however, looked at him with sympathy, biting her lip as she worried about him.

“I don’t mind. And Sarah won’t either, right?”

At Georgiana’s question, Sarah reluctantly nodded, causing Anthony’s face to light up.

“Thank you for granting me the honor of dining with the most beautiful women on the Mayfield. I’ll guide us to our destination.”

With a playful tone, Anthony led the way, causing Georgiana to burst into laughter behind her hand.

Even though he was a stranger to this place, Anthony had no hesitation in finding the restaurant. Georgiana’s suspicion that he had been here before was confirmed by the shopkeeper standing at the entrance.

“Did you forget something at the table? Would you like us to retrieve it for you?”

“Oh, no… I wasn’t—”

Anthony awkwardly scratched his head, his face flushed.

Of course.

Georgiana had thought it strange that he hadn’t eaten yet, considering the time.

Knowing full well why Anthony had come back to join them, Georgiana’s fondness for him grew even more.

After enjoying a hearty meal of schnitzel, fried in butter, Anthony suggested they visit a famous dessert shop nearby.

“I’m sorry, but I have another appointment soon, so I’ll have to leave,” Georgiana lied, thinking it was the perfect time to excuse herself. She said goodbye to them, claiming she was meeting Lockwood.

Since the path to the port was lined with souvenir shops, she knew she wouldn’t get lost.

Still, as she walked quickly by herself, she suddenly heard someone calling her name loudly.

“Juliana!”