Though Rose thought Maverick’s gaze seemed slightly unhinged, she was more preoccupied with finding the woman in her imagination. In her mind, that woman and Maverick were already doing all sorts of things.

“Who else has pressed their lips against yours?”

I wasn’t your first! Rose was brazenly outraged that she wasn’t Maverick’s first. She had definitely thought she was his first! The feeling of having a belief she’d never questioned shattered was…

Absolutely filthy.

“Who is it? Which woman is it? Did you touch her br*asts too? Did you put it in her too?”

“……”

“Why aren’t you answering?”

Rose’s delicate hands gripped Maverick’s collar roughly. At her aggressive gesture, Maverick gave a small laugh. It was a laugh of disbelief.

“You said you’d tell me which bastard said such dog-like things.”

“……”

“Why are you saying such irrelevant things?”

Their positions were completely opposite from outside the tavern. By now, Maverick’s large hands were kneading Rose’s nape. While Rose’s back straightened involuntarily at his sensual touch, she felt a ticklish sensation spreading in her stomach.

“So was I your first, or were there other women?”

“Do I have any reason to answer?”

Rose grabbed Maverick’s hand that hadn’t reached her neck and brought it to her cheek, leaning into it. Her eyes, like those of a languid cat, curved prettily toward Maverick.

“If you tell me, I’ll let you touch my br*asts. And I’ll grant any one wish you have. How about it?”

“…What.”

“I think I’d prefer you touching me over other men.”

Maverick’s eyes narrowed. A cold light flashed like a blade between his narrowed eyes and disappeared.

“You were my first. Damn it all, my wife took my first time.”

Maverick whispered roughly in Rose’s ear.

“So, keep your promise to grant me any wish.”

Rose was naturally delighted. Oh my, oh my! How wonderful this is! I was his first, really his first! Rose was willing to grant anything. She felt like she could accommodate any perverted preference.

However…

The next moment, Rose found herself lifted and placed on a hard chair. Having been on a bed that, while not as soft as her own, was still comfortable until just now, the unfamiliar sensation brought her hazy mind back to reality.

‘What is he planning?’

Even when her hands were gripped by Maverick, Rose just stared at him blankly with her pretty face. Soon her hands were tied behind her, followed by her legs being quickly tied to the legs of the chair, leaving Rose bewildered.

Because she was tied up? No. And not from shock at discovering Maverick had such preferences. No, neither of those.

“How can you tie someone up so quickly? Did you learn this somewhere?”

“…Is that what you want to ask in your current state?”

Maverick asked sarcastically, still with a cold, sharp expression. Well, it wasn’t exactly a question someone who was tied up should ask. But what’s wrong with asking such an unhinged question in this unhinged situation?

It’s not like she called him a pervert who likes tying people up.

“Don’t worry.”

Rose said seriously.

“I don’t mind if you’re a pervert who likes tying people up.”

“……”

“Because I like your chest. Maybe this is a f*tish I didn’t know I had.”

“……”

Instead of answering, Maverick lifted the skirt between her spread legs. Under the outdoor skirt, pure white underwear was revealed in the light.

“Ha.”

Rose’s underwear was already soaking wet. She stared at Maverick with a shameless expression, not the slightest bit embarrassed.

What’s wrong with getting excited looking at my husband? Actually, when she was roughly dragged by Maverick’s hands, and when she was carried into this room, she thought ‘Oh my, is this what they call masculine force?’ and liked it. Though she had no intention of saying that much.

“Let’s see how long my wife can maintain her composure.”

“Hmm?”

Maverick’s long fingers rubbed over her underwear. Was it intentional that it was right over her cl*toris, or was it instinct? He said it was his first time. Since his only experience was with her, had he learned this so quickly? Rose’s mind quickly became hazy.

“Mmnh, ah… there, just a little more, ahh, ungh…!”

“Which other man knows how lewd you are like this?”

“Don’t know, …hng, no one, except you, anh, knows prop–ah!”

Rose wanted to throw off her underwear and grab Maverick to demand penetration right away, but with her hands and feet tied, she could only be exposed to pleasure. All she could control was her blinking, breathing, and moans. For Rose, who had stood at the pinnacle commanding others all her life, this was an unprecedented situation, yet far from feeling humiliated, she only felt dizzyingly excited.

No, perhaps even the humiliation had been converted into excitement. Rose opened her eyes with a dazed expression.

“…From now on, haah, I don’t want to do it with anyone but you. Isn’t that… enough?”

It was true. Before seeing Maverick who had risked death for her sake, she might not have felt this way, but now she was already influenced, fallen in love, and didn’t care about anything he gave her. When even hatred and animosity felt sweet, what did humiliation matter now?

Maverick, watching Rose, gritted his teeth. He buried his face between her legs. Her underwear, already wet with *rousal, became even more soaked with his saliva. Rose could only throw her head back and tremble in the overwhelming sea of pleasure.

“Ahng, n-no. Your c*ck… put it in, quickly… ah, aaah!”

Soon Maverick’s hands moved roughly, and with a ripping sound, the thin fabric that had been her underwear fell to the floor. It was already completely soaked.

“My legs, untie my legs. Mmnh.”

“Stay still. I don’t want to hurt you.”

Why did that fierce voice feel rather tender instead? Rose tried to rub her cheek against Maverick’s body from within her swamp of climax. Somehow, while making Rose’s body burn with desire, Maverick had managed to untie the rope binding her legs with just a few hand movements. It had been tied so tightly she couldn’t move at all before.

However, her freed legs wouldn’t listen to her. Her thighs were trembling uncontrollably from coming several times from his hands and mouth.

“Being this sensitive… how could I let you go outside?”

“Hng, kiss me…”

“To think you’d come here with such a lewd body. You must have lost your mind.”

“That’s right, I’m, ngh, crazy, so hurry, please…”

Maverick lifted Rose. She thought she would finally be able to lie on the bed, however, where Rose was moved to was the desk beside the chair. Her skin got goosebumps when it touched the cool desk. Her sensitive body received even this as a different kind of excitement.

Lying on the desk with her back against it, Rose felt her face flush at her lewd position with legs spread. It was a position she never thought she’d take in her entire life, let alone want to. Yet this was already the second time she’d done it in front of Maverick. Far from disliking it, she found herself excited by that intense gaze fixed on her center.

She must be crazy. But having returned from death, what was wrong with being a little crazy? Her hands still weren’t properly untied, so she remained restricted. This was the only disappointing part. She wanted to grab Maverick, pull him close, and hold him tight.

“Where else did that vagrant touch you earlier?”

“Mmnh…?”

What was he talking about now? Rose blinked while breathing colorfully. Maverick didn’t just ask questions. He was also removing her dress, taking off the underwear covering her br*asts, and gently caressing her hardened n*pples.

Actually, she felt happy when she noticed his hands were somewhat clumsy at undressing her.

Rose was about to truthfully say he only grabbed her wrist, but suddenly had a different thought and kept her mouth shut.

“Mmnh… come to think of it, I think he touched my legs too.”

Rose let the words slip out with a strange expression while exhaling.

“He touched my waist, and my thighs… ah, and my lips too–ahh!”

Rose’s brazen words ended in a moan. Between her spread legs, his fingers had suddenly entered her p*ssy.

“Wife, you are truly shameless.”

“Mmnh, wait, deeper, ah! Ah!”

“Lying without batting an eye.”

Her toes curled involuntarily at his slowly moving fingers, and she grew desperate.

“H-how did you kno… ngh! Ahh!”

“How? Because I saw it myself.”

Disappointment flashed in Rose’s eyes. Her naughty little plan to provoke Maverick had failed. Maverick noticed Rose’s expression and gave a short laugh. Though his hand was still moving, Rose only felt more desperate.

‘Why is he… being so slow…’

Maverick’s behavior was strange. She remembered how he moved like a beast that night, so passionately. He had driven her to the edge, as if he wouldn’t even take a single breath. Even though Rose was the one who had been drunk, his actions were so intense it seemed like he was the one who had lost his senses to alcohol.