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Hazel, who dreams of finding a husband with an amazing physique and perfect compatibility in bed, happens to acquire a mirror that reveals ‘s*xual compatibility’ scores.
As she searches for her perfect 100-point match, the score that appears before her is 98.9 points.
And that score belongs to none other than her older brother’s friend, Kaiden.
“Hazel, I’d prefer to take things slow when it comes to physical intimacy.”
“Huh? W-what? You’re not, like, saving yourself for marriage or anything, right?”
“That’s right. I’m saving myself for marriage.”
Wait, does it still count as saving yourself if you don’t actually go all the way?
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“Hngh, ahngh!”
Hazel clutched the blanket tightly with her small hands, letting out stifled moans. The thick pillar of flesh buried to the root was pressing against her inner walls with such suffocating pressure that it knocked the breath out of her.
“Hahng! Your Grace……!”
Every time he prodded an unknown spot deep inside her, the pain was sharp enough to bring tears to her eyes, and guttural animalistic noises kept escaping her lips.
“P-please h-hold me, ahngh, please……, ngh!”
“All right.”
With a tender voice, his firm and broad chest covered her body.
Kaiden embraced Hazel tightly as he began moving his hips. The pounding pain below, which felt unbearable at first, quickly transformed into pleasure in an instant.
“Ah……! Ahngh!”
As the back-and-forth rhythm grew longer, she could barely let out shallow breaths instead of moans. Eventually, the only sounds echoing through the bedroom were the wet, obscene slapping of flesh and inhuman cries that could hardly be called human.
‘Wow……. This is really incredible.’
Consumed by pleasure, Hazel blinked her dazed eyes, trying to count how many items she had crossed off her bucket list today.
One, two……. Before she could even count to three, her eyelids fluttered shut.
