Epilogue.1

“By the way… if it’s not too forward.”

After finishing their meal, Ian hesitated for a moment before carefully looking at Lorraine and speaking. He paused, wondering if he was being too hasty, but soon continued.

“If you don’t mind, Lady Lorraine, would it be alright to introduce you to my older sister?”

Lorraine blinked quietly, pondering the meaning of his words. She hadn’t expected not to meet his family after suddenly visiting his mansion in the capital. But for him to want to introduce her to his family—it showed how sincere Ian’s feelings for her were.

“…Yes, I’d like that.”

Relieved, Ian smiled at her answer.

“My other sisters are in the estate right now, but my eldest sister loves the capital and mostly stays here. She’s probably just returned from an outing by now.”

Before he finished speaking, footsteps echoed from the far end of the corridor. Soon, the door swung open and a cheerful voice filled the room.

“Oh my, Ian. Could it be, is this…?”

The woman who opened the door wore a lively smile, her eyes warm and playful as the corners of her mouth curled up mischievously.

“Nice to meet you. I’m Eleanor Lindsay.”

Without a hint of hesitation, she stepped up to Lorraine and extended her hand—a natural warmth and friendliness rare in noble society. Lorraine was momentarily flustered, but calmly shook her hand in return.

“I’m Lorraine Summers. It’s a pleasure.”

Eleanor was Ian’s older sister, but her presence was quite different. Lorraine felt nervous at her bright demeanor, but also a strange comfort.

“I’ve really been wanting to meet you!”

“…Me?”

Lorraine asked in surprise, and Eleanor raised her eyebrows playfully, her smile teasing.

“Of course. Ian has wanted to see you so much. I’ve never seen him like this before. So I got curious about the lady who changed him so much.”

Her words ended with a laugh, but there was genuine warmth behind them.

“It’s rare for our family to have such a special guest. Especially if you’re Ian’s guest, you’re a wonderful connection.”

Eleanor’s tone had a way of gently easing any tension. She added,

“And besides, you’re Ian’s lover, aren’t you?”

“Sister!”

Ian, who had been quietly listening nearby, quickly interrupted, his face flushed as he looked at Lorraine in embarrassment. But Eleanor didn’t mind at all. Instead, she smiled even more brightly and tilted her head.

“Oh my, did I get it wrong?”

“No, you’re right. I’m officially seeing Viscount Ian.”

“Lady Lorraine….”

“Are you embarrassed? How cute. Seeing you react like this, you must really love her.”

Eleanor playfully covered her mouth with her fingertips, looking as excited as someone hearing about a friend’s romance for the first time.

Lorraine was flustered, but she didn’t dislike Eleanor. Sitting beside Ian and talking with his family, Lorraine still felt unfamiliar and cautious, but a small, warm sense of relief bloomed in her heart.

“Oh dear, I’ve kept you too long. I’ll be off now—I have a dinner party to attend.”

Suddenly rising from her seat, Eleanor smiled brightly at Lorraine.

“Lady Lorraine, please make time for me tomorrow. Don’t refuse, okay? I’d love to show you around the capital.”

Lorraine nodded with a smile.

“Yes, I’d like that.”

“Really? It’s a promise.”

Her answer slipped out before she realized, and Lorraine was a bit surprised at herself. But Eleanor’s smile was as warm as someone making plans with an old friend.

“Well then, have a wonderful evening, both of you.”

With a cheerful farewell, Eleanor left the room. Once she was gone, the room felt calm again, as if a small whirlwind had passed through. Lorraine looked toward the door Eleanor had disappeared through, then turned to find Ian watching her.

“That must have been a surprise, Lady Lorraine.”

Ian asked carefully, worried that Eleanor’s sudden appearance and bold words might have unsettled her. Lorraine slowly nodded.

“No, actually… I enjoyed it.”

It was the truth. The playful teasing and genuine kindness had made Lorraine feel at ease for the first time. She realized how such honest warmth could make people comfortable. Lorraine felt her heart relax.

* * *

Ian led Lorraine to his own bedroom.

“I was going to let you stay in a guest room, but I thought this room would be more comfortable.”

At Ian’s words, Lorraine looked around. The spacious room had deep blue-gray velvet curtains and the floor was covered in a soft carpet.

It was much larger and cozier than the room she had stayed in at his villa, but the atmosphere was oddly similar. Perhaps it was because Ian’s touch was present in the space—the colors he chose, the places he arranged. Lorraine felt she was gradually becoming part of his daily life.

Lorraine sat carefully at the edge of the bed. The person she had longed for so much was now close by. Lorraine felt dizzy from Ian’s scent. The fact that she had reached his side at the end of the day filled her with deep emotion.

“Rest well. Today must have been a long journey.”

Ian headed toward the door, bidding Lorraine goodnight.

“Well then, I’ll….”

Just as Ian put his hand on the doorknob, Lorraine’s fingers caught his sleeve. It was a gentle touch, but the emotion behind it was firm.

“Don’t go.”

There was no clearer way to say it. Lorraine gripped Ian’s sleeve tightly. He looked at her in surprise, but Lorraine didn’t look away.

“Stay with me tonight.”

Lorraine didn’t let go as she spoke clearly.

“If you are comfortable with it, Lady Lorraine…, I’d be honored.”

Ian seemed briefly flustered by Lorraine’s words, then answered, his face turning red. Realizing that Ian’s reaction was genuine shyness, not aloofness, Lorraine found him even more endearing.

Lorraine approached Ian and stood right in front of him.

“Thinking about it, I remember our first time. Shall we try it like that again?”

“I’m not quite the same as I was then.”

At Lorraine’s provocative words, Ian answered with a sly smile, his face flushed. Their first night together was as vivid as if it had happened yesterday.

Before Ian could respond, Lorraine kissed him. As Lorraine’s tongue traced the inside of Ian’s mouth, she felt the trembling in his chest beneath her hand. Ian’s lips were sensitive.

Now, as she kissed him skillfully and undressed his shirt, Ian’s smooth yet firm body was revealed. As she traced his skin with her fingertips, she felt the heat she had missed. She wanted to press her body against his and feel his weight.

“You’re beautiful, Ian….”

They had long since learned each other’s bodies, and Lorraine caressed Ian’s sensitive spots with persistent yet gentle care. She explored each place she knew he liked, sometimes teasing with her tongue, sometimes nibbling gently.

“Haa… Lady Lorraine.”

Ian blushed and moaned, his lower body aching from Lorraine’s touch. He was always gentle and receptive with Lorraine. When she wanted to lead, he followed willingly; when she wanted things rougher, he matched her just enough to keep her comfortable.

Lorraine’s palm slid down to Ian’s hardened front. His arousal was evident, straining against his trousers. Smiling, Lorraine caressed him and gently pushed him onto the sofa, then climbed atop him, lifting her skirt.

“Ian, touch me.”

As soon as Lorraine spoke, Ian supported her back with one hand and brought the other to her intimate place. As his finger parted her folds, he felt her wetness. He slowly traced her entrance upward, making Lorraine shudder and moan.

“Haa… that’s good.”

Ian’s fingertips circled her sensitive spot, sending a rush of pleasure through Lorraine. As he continued to stroke her entrance, she twisted her body and hugged Ian’s head.

“Put it in… please, Ian.”

Ian kissed Lorraine’s cheek as she buried her face in his neck, then gently inserted his fingers inside her. Her body welcomed his touch, and Ian calmly sought the spots that brought her pleasure.

“Ah, mmm, ah….”

As Lorraine’s body relaxed, she pushed Ian’s hand away and, sitting on his thigh, undid his belt. As soon as she lowered the zipper, Ian’s arousal sprang free.

“Haa, Ian. You’re so beautiful….”

Lorraine grasped Ian and positioned herself, the tip pressing against her wet entrance. She felt herself twitch in anticipation. Ian’s heart pounded with expectation.

Lorraine slowly lowered herself, and unlike their first night, Ian entered her smoothly, gently parting her walls.

“Fuu….”

As she took Ian fully, Lorraine smiled in satisfaction. She had missed both him and this closeness. Moving slowly at first, she explored him as she had done with her hands, then gradually increased her rhythm.

Ian moved with Lorraine, pushing deeper inside her. The awkwardness of their first time was gone. Ian caressed her through her clothes, teasing her gently.

“Hnn, mmm….”

A shiver of pleasure ran through Lorraine’s body. She trembled as if electricity was flowing through her. Her climax was close.

“Don’t hold back, you can let go.”

“Haa, haa, haaaah!”

Lorraine finally reached her peak, her body shaking. Her eyes glazed with pleasure, her toes curled, and her walls tightened around Ian. He gritted his teeth, holding back his own release.

Exhausted, Lorraine collapsed onto Ian’s chest, breathing heavily, not yet recovered from the afterglow. Her pale cheeks were flushed.

Ian gently lifted Lorraine and laid her on the bed, kissing her forehead. He moved carefully, kissing her sensitive body with gentle affection.

As Lorraine recovered from her climax, Ian caressed her body with his tongue, from her forehead to her knees and toes, then returned to cup her br*asts and take her in his mouth.

“Hnn…!”

Ian teased her, rolling her n*pples with his tongue, pressing and stimulating her. As he touched her, Lorraine’s body responded, ready to welcome him again.

Breathing heavily, Ian positioned himself and entered Lorraine deeply. She moaned between her lips.

“Mmm, ah, Ian…!”

Lorraine wrapped her arms around Ian’s neck, their lips meeting again and again. Their breaths mingled, lips touching and parting. As Ian moved inside her, Lorraine’s body clung to him, drawing him in.

Each time Ian thrust, moans escaped Lorraine’s lips. The feeling of their bodies joining, with no distance between their hearts, was intense. Lorraine trembled with every movement, as if all her pent-up emotions were released at once.

“Haa, ah, ah…”

“Haa… Lady Lorraine…”

Lorraine gripped the sheets in pleasure, her body arching. The intensity made her want more, and her body responded with more desire. Ian, sensing her needs, moved faster and deeper, matching her rhythm.

“Haa… every time you move, it feels so good…”

“Lady Lorraine, can you feel me all the way inside?”

Lorraine’s mind floated with pleasure, her face contorting in anticipation of another climax.

“Hnn, haa, ah…!”

Lorraine’s voice rose, more uninhibited than usual. She responded to Ian’s every movement, and his desire grew with hers. Their union reached its peak. Ian placed his palm over Lorraine’s trembling hand.

“I like you so much, but do you only like my body?”  

Ian whispered in Lorraine’s ear with a wet voice, and her body tightened even more around him.  

“Lady Lorraine, I like you.”  

Lorraine did not answer Ian’s teasing question, but each time Ian told her that he liked her, she responded by tightening around him. As Lorraine kept reaching her climax, she squeezed Ian so tightly that he broke out in a cold sweat from the urge to release.  

“Yes? Lady Lorraine. Please answer me.”  

“Ah, mmm, yes, there, me too…”  

At that moment, Ian’s body throbbed deeply inside Lorraine. As Ian poured out his release, Lorraine’s swollen walls gripped him tightly at the root. Lorraine, in the throes of climax, convulsed again and again, squeezing Ian until there was nothing left. Their fluids mixed and trickled between Lorraine’s thighs.  

Ian kissed Lorraine again. She caught her breath, unable to speak. Her lower body, still trembling from the aftershocks, was beyond her control. Still lost in the climax, she couldn’t even move a finger, nor did she have the strength to bring her spread legs together.  

Ian’s warm, firm embrace enveloped Lorraine. He held her close, kissing her cheeks, shoulders, and lips over and over, murmuring,  

“I love you, Lady Lorraine.”