2.6

“Do I need to spank you again?”  

“Ugh, ah, ah!”  

His tone was curt, but Lucius’s touch remained gentle. Clara, panting heavily, squinted her eyes to steal a glance at him.  

“If you have something to say, say it.”  

Thinking her lower body had loosened enough, Lucius lifted one of her legs and placed it on his shoulder. He clearly intended to go deep from the start.  

“Ugh, did you really not sleep with them? Ah.”  

“I didn’t.”  

There was something strangely convincing about his plain response.  

Lucius rubbed the tip of his manhood against her entrance, looking slightly annoyed as he gazed at Clara.  

“But shouldn’t I be the one asking questions?”  

“What? No, ugh, ah!”  

Clara tried to respond, but as his manhood slid inside her in one motion, she couldn’t continue and let out a moan instead.  

“Ugh, damn, it feels so good.”  

He thought it would be harder if he hesitated, so he deliberately pushed in all at once. Though he hadn’t gone in all the way to the base, Clara’s insides had accepted most of him.  

Impressively so.  

“Ah, ah, ugh, why… ugh.”  

Despite being filled to the brim with his manhood, Clara seemed more curious about his earlier comment and kept trying to ask.  

“Hah, you don’t know?”  

Lucius grabbed her waist firmly and pulled her closer to him. He bit his lip to stifle a groan.  

The deeper he pushed, the louder Clara’s moans became. When he finally went in all the way to the base, Clara trembled all over, throwing her head back.  

Even though this was her second time taking him, his size wasn’t something Clara could easily accommodate.  

But unlike before, Clara began to steady her breathing and move her hips slightly, which brought a smile to Lucius’s lips.  

It was worth swallowing his pride and working hard to meet her halfway.  

Before she could change her mind, Lucius began moving slowly.  

Last time, he had been too focused on satisfying his lust and had rushed things, but this time, he was determined not to make the same mistake.  

His manhood slid out slowly before entering her again. Instead of thrusting recklessly, he carefully grazed her inner walls and pressed against her most sensitive spots.  

This allowed Clara to feel his presence inside her fully. She had thought he was just large, but his length was equally formidable.  

When he pulled out and pushed back in, it felt as though her insides might rupture.  

And when his thighs slapped against hers with a resounding smack, a sharp pleasure shot through her, making her momentarily lose her mind.  

“Hah… ah, ah…”  

A languid moan escaped Clara’s lips. She dug her nails into the velvet sofa, trying to endure the dizzying sensations overwhelming her.  

“Hah, does it feel good there?”  

Lucius could clearly see the heat of pleasure rising on her face. He mercilessly targeted that spot, despite Clara’s weak protests.  

As soon as he pressed that spot again, her hips arched involuntarily, and her voice cracked with a hiccup.  

“Ugh, ah, ah!”  

“Your body is so honest, Clara.”  

Lucius relentlessly targeted her sensitive spot.  

Though it was only their second time, Clara’s body seemed remarkably responsive and quick to adapt.  

‘And to think she was planning to marry that bastard with such a lewd body…’  

Watching her cry so prettily stirred both arousal and anger in Lucius.  

However, as if unwilling to give her time to regain her composure, Lucius began moving slowly again.  

She might have reached her climax once, but for Lucius, this was just the beginning.  

“Ugh, w-wait, ah…”  

“Sure, take your time to rest. I’m not done yet.”  

Saying so, he immediately flipped her over.  

Back then, drunk on heat and passion, he hadn’t properly noticed her white, plump b*ttocks. They now looked like peaches, ripe and ready to be bitten.  

“Ah, now I can really take it all in.”  

Clara twisted her waist. She hadn’t forgotten that this was someone else’s mansion.  

Moreover, this was a lounge where anyone could walk in.  

“No, stop… ugh, what if someone comes…”  

“If someone comes, they’ll get a good show. Or maybe they’ve already seen enough.”  

“You… you’re awful. Ugh, truly awful…”  

Clara lifted her hips while pressing her upper body flat against the ground, sobbing.  

She was tense, fearing that someone might walk in or that they might have already been caught.  

“Ugh…”  

Suddenly, her inner walls tightened, and Lucius bent over. He almost lost control and released himself inside her.  

“Hnnngh, ugh, sob…”  

Clara continued to cry.  

The reality that someone might come seemed to frighten her deeply.  

Normally, Lucius might have comforted her gently, but an inexplicable sadistic urge welled up within him.  

He wanted to make her cry more.  

To see her sobbing face as she reached her climax would be even better.  

Lucius gently grabbed her hair.  

At the same time, he thrust into her deeply and pulled her hair, forcing her head to lift.  

“Ahhh!”  

Clara let out a sharp scream at the pain radiating from her scalp.  

She tried to bend forward, but with her hair in his grasp, she couldn’t escape easily.  

“Ahh, please, stop… ahhh…”  

“If you finish quickly, I’ll let you go.”  

“Ahh, how do I even… ah…”  

As Clara stammered, unsure of how to comply, Lucius teased her entrance with his fingers.  

“You just need to tighten here.”  

He whispered this into her ear, pulling her closer.  

Whether it was his advice or the stimulation from his fingers, Clara tightened her lower abdomen.  

Lucius let out a beast-like growl and thrust wildly before biting into the nape of her pale neck.  

“Ugh, ahhh!”  

With one final thrust, Lucius gripped her waist and pushed in deeply.  

At the same time, another moan escaped Clara’s lips.  

Her lower abdomen quivered briefly, and she felt warm liquid trickling down.  

‘Is it over now…?’  

Her thighs trembled, but she thought that if she cleaned up the lounge quickly, no one would know what had happened here.  

Clara pushed Lucius off her, who was leaning against her back, panting heavily.  

‘He’s a maniac, consumed by lust.’  

Thinking of him made Clara feel like crying, but she bit her lip and held back.  

This was her punishment for foolishly throwing herself into his bedroom for a night of passion.  

“Hah… ugh.”  

The hand that had gripped her hair loosened, and Clara collapsed forward.  

But she quickly gathered strength in her arms and began crawling away.  

“Where do you think you’re going?”  

Lucius grabbed her and pulled her back into his embrace.  

“We’re done now… aren’t we? I’m sorry for giving you that herb to incite lust and lounging you like this. Let’s consider today the end. I don’t intend to do this with you anymore, Baron.”  

Terrified when he began teasing her n*pples again, Clara tried to make her point clear. Surely, he would understand after this much.  

“Who said you could decide that?”  

Of course, Lucius was the kind of man who always shattered her expectations.  

Instead of letting her go, he grabbed her chest firmly and pinned her down.  

“Ahh, Baron!”  

“Call me Lucius. You used to say it so easily before. Why the sudden formality?”  

He smirked, and his handsome face looked infuriatingly charming.  

It reminded her of the past when she had naively liked him, unaware of anything.  

Tears welled up again in Clara’s eyes.  

“Crying again, Miss Crybaby?”  

“Let me go! Let me go! What are you even doing in someone else’s house?”  

“Oh… So you’re saying it’s fine as long as it’s not someone else’s house?”  

Lucius completely ignored her words, his shamelessness leaving Clara dumbfounded.  

When she tried to push him away, distant voices from the corridor reached their ears.  

“Honestly, how can the lounge preparations take this long?”  

“I thought the Sky Earldom was good at hosting parties, but hmm…”  

“Oh my, why are you all so upset? The Young Master has made special arrangements to ensure everything goes smoothly.”  

“Well, that’s the least he should do.”  

Hearing the complaints of the noblewomen, Clara broke out in a cold sweat.  

She pressed herself tightly against Lucius, desperately trying to figure out how to escape this situation.  

“Hah, what should I do…”  

But no matter how much she thought, no solution came to mind.  

She could only imagine being caught and branded as a scandalous woman.  

Lucius wrapped his arms around her trembling body and whispered into her ear.  

“Are you scared of getting caught?”  

“Of course! Talks of marriage with the Young Master are underway. If anyone finds out about this…”  

She didn’t need to finish her sentence.  

It was obvious.  

Not only would the marriage proposal fall apart, but any future suitors would also vanish.  

Her path to marriage would be completely blocked.  

“That sounds… rather tempting.”  

“What??”  

Clara’s shocked gaze met Lucius’s amused smile.  

“This isn’t the time to be smiling!”  

When Clara, now frantic, raised her voice, Lucius suddenly lifted her over his shoulder.  

Then, he hastily tidied up the lounge.