Chapter 5.2

Some time later, Heizen cautiously entered the bedroom. He approached the bed where Rizle was supposed to be sleeping. However, Rizle was nowhere to be found on the bed. The neatly arranged bedding indicated that no one had lain there since the morning.

‘She said she was going to sleep. Is she reading a book instead?’ 

Heizen thought as he walked toward the study, only to be startled. Rizle was lying on the sofa where he had slept the previous night.

“Rizle!”

Heizen exclaimed in surprise, and Rizle glanced at him.

“I’m going to sleep here tonight. You, Count, can either sleep on that bed or in the guest room.”

“You can’t. Sleeping in a place like this will hurt your back.”

“That’s strange. Someone said they felt perfectly fine and refreshed sleeping on the sofa.”

Even though she was mocking him, Heizen couldn’t blame her. After all, it was the very excuse he had used before.

Still, there was no way he could actually let her sleep on the sofa. However, Rizle had some of Heizen’s stubbornness, making persuasion difficult.

No matter how much Heizen told her to sleep on the bed, Rizle closed her eyes and pretended not to hear. In the end, Heizen had no choice but to resort to a more forceful method. He took Rizle’s blanket and tried to lift her up to throw her onto the bed.

But then….

As Heizen pulled the blanket away, he immediately regretted his actions. Underneath the blanket, Rizle was completely n*ked. He froze, utterly unprepared for her state.

He should have either covered her back up or turned away, but Heizen’s eyes remained fixed on her body. The rationality he had been holding onto shattered at the sight of her bare form, leaving only his instincts.

His hand slowly reached out toward her. Holding his breath, Heizen gently touched Rizle’s chin and the line of her neck. His hand stayed at her chin, unable to move lower, but his eyes roamed freely over her body.

Rizle grabbed Heizen’s hand, which had stopped at her chin, and guided it. Heizen didn’t resist as she led him. Soon, his hand lightly cupped her left br*ast.

Feeling her bare skin under his hand, Heizen’s body burned with heat. His hand, which had initially rested lightly, began to apply more pressure.

‘No, I can’t.’

Heizen clenched his teeth. The desire to knead her br*ast and take her n*pple into his mouth was overwhelming. However, he hesitated, fearing he might give her grounds to break off their engagement before the wedding.

He glanced at Rizle, trying to gauge her reaction. Her n*ked body was impossible to look away from. Still, he told himself he could endure for the sake of their future. He just needed to hold out until the wedding. He repeated this to himself like a mantra.

Finally, Heizen tore his gaze away from her body and removed his hand from her br*ast.

“Heizen.”

Rizle called out to him softly as he tried to pull away. Her eyes, which usually sparkled with curiosity, now glimmered with heat.

Her smoldering gaze shook Heizen’s resolve. He swallowed hard, his lower body aching with tension.

Rizle realized he was hesitating. While she felt a mix of frustration and resentment toward him for not giving in easily, she also felt confident that just a little more effort would suffice. She placed her hand on his chest and wiggled her fingers. Moving her lips, she silently mouthed his name, 

“Heizen.”

“Haa….”

A deep sigh escaped Heizen’s lips, filled with raw emotion.

Rizle parted her lips, inviting his tongue. Heizen lunged toward her as if to devour her. Rizle clung to him, determined not to let go. As their kiss grew more passionate, she found herself breathless but unwilling to stop.

Rizle was determined to make history tonight. She couldn’t afford to let him slip away.

Heizen, panting heavily, tried to pull back. Rizle quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, preventing him from escaping.

“You’re not getting away.”

Rizle tilted her head and pressed her lips firmly against his cheek. Then, she lifted her leg onto Heizen’s thigh, precariously perched on the edge of the sofa.

Heizen kissed her again. Savoring the way his tongue moved against hers, Rizle fully embraced him. After their fervent kiss, Heizen pressed his nose against hers.

“Heizen.”

Every time Rizle called his name, she felt his body respond beneath her. She didn’t need to confirm what it was.

Rizle smiled faintly.

“I want you.”

Heizen thought Rizle was being reckless with her words. Of course, he wanted her too—he had for a long time. He had no idea how much self-control it had taken to hold back. She had no clue how easily she could shatter his last shred of restraint with her teasing.

‘I can’t. I can’t hold back any longer.’ 

Heizen finally admitted to himself that he could no longer suppress his instincts. He declared his surrender.

Even if her words were a trap to ensnare him, it didn’t matter anymore. There was no turning back. He would hold her tonight and make her his forever.

“Rizle.”

Calling her name made him feel as though she was already his. Heizen repeatedly murmured her name in a voice thick with emotion.

Just hearing him say her name sent shivers down Rizle’s spine.

“Heizen.”

Likewise, calling his name made her entire body tingle. Her heightened anticipation made her body burn with heat.

Heizen cupped her br*ast. Though Rizle was slender, her chest and hips were well-proportioned. As he kneaded her br*ast, his fingers gently grazed her n*pple.

Rizle bit her lower lip, overwhelmed by the pleasure coursing through her back. She gazed at Heizen with half-lidded eyes. Responding to her gaze, Heizen leaned in and took her n*pple into his mouth.

As he swirled his tongue and sucked, her br*ast quickly grew damp.

“Ah, mm….”

Rizle exhaled softly, fully embracing the pleasure he gave her. When Heizen finally pulled his lips away with a wet sound, her n*pple stood er*ect. Rizle’s face flushed crimson. She felt as though her n*pple was reaching out to him, begging for his touch and attention.

Instead of returning to the needy n*pple, Heizen shifted his focus to the other. He gently traced the edge of her ar*ola with his fingers before moving to her n*pple.

Unable to bear it any longer, Rizle grabbed his head and pulled him toward her chest. Heizen obliged, taking her n*pple into his mouth.

“Haa….”

Rizle felt herself growing damp below.

“What should I do, Heizen? I think I’m ridiculously full of desire.”

Fearing he might be shocked, she confessed first. Heizen, who had been sucking her br*ast, moved his hand to her damp lower region.

“I’m sorry.”

Rizle blushed as she apologized.

“To be honest, I came here hoping for this. I thought maybe you’d touch me if we were here.”

Worried he might react negatively, Rizle nervously watched his expression.

Heizen’s face twisted into a strange expression, one that was hard to read. His lips twitched as if he couldn’t decide whether to smile or frown.

‘What is he feeling?’

While Rizle wondered, Heizen slipped his hand under her right knee and lifted her leg onto the backrest of the sofa. The position left her legs spread open toward him, and Rizle’s mouth fell open.

She had never shown this side of herself to anyone, nor had she ever done anything like this alone. It was truly her first time. The thought of showing such a vulnerable position to Heizen was mortifying. Yet, despite her embarrassment, her body quivered with anticipation.

Rizle was overcome with embarrassment. She couldn’t bring herself to look at Heizen directly and covered her face with her hands. Seeing this, Heizen ran his hand over her intimate area and said,  

“I want to see all of you.”  

“But…”  

“Isn’t this what you wanted me to do?”  

It was as though he was saying he wouldn’t proceed unless she lowered her hands. Understanding his intent, Rizle hesitated. She wanted to hide out of embarrassment, but at the same time, she wanted to feel good. These two conflicting desires battled in her mind. Fortunately, the conflict was soon resolved.

“If you embarrass me like this and then do nothing, I’ll resent you.”  

Her heart pounding, Rizle lowered her hands from her face. As soon as she did, her eyes met Heizen’s, which were filled with a burning intensity.  

Without breaking eye contact, Heizen found the sensitive bud hidden between her folds and pressed it with his thumb. Rizle’s body trembled as if struck by lightning.  

‘What kind of expression am I making right now? Do I look foolish?’ 

She wondered. Heizen’s unwavering gaze, as though he didn’t want to miss a single moment, made her self-conscious.  

Satisfied with what he saw, Heizen gave a pleased smile. He continued to circle her sensitive bud with his thumb.  

“Ah!”  

A sound escaped Rizle’s lips before she could stop it. She bit her lip, trying to hold back, but Heizen seemed intent on embarrassing her further as he increased the pressure on her sensitive spot.