Chapter 1.3

“You brought this on yourself.”  

“Okay.”  

The ribbon was gently untied, and the dress slid off.  

At the same time, the man pushed her down onto the bed.  

And without a moment’s hesitation, he pressed his lips to hers.  

“Mmm, hmm…”  

She immediately wrapped her arms around his neck, opening her mouth to welcome him.  

His tongue was rough, yet gentle.  

He pushed in boldly, but when she gasped for breath, he softened his approach.  

Before she knew it, the dress was completely off and lying on the floor.  

“Wait, just a second…”  

“Is it too much?”  

She nodded weakly, and through her blurred vision, she could see the man smiling.  

“Wow, you’re really handsome…”  

She stared blankly at his face, then pulled him down for another kiss.  

Soon, his large hand slipped inside her lingerie.  

“Mm…”  

When he gently cupped her chest, a soft moan escaped her lips.  

She had always thought her chest was on the larger side when she looked in the mirror, but it fit perfectly in his hand.  

She pulled away slowly and mumbled,  

“My chest is big, but your hand fits around it…”  

She didn’t know what was so funny, but the man let out a small laugh.  

With a hint of amusement, he said,  

“My hands are a bit big.”  

“Then, is it big there, too?”  

“What?”  

She immediately reached down and grabbed him.  

The man flinched, his brows furrowing.  

“Wow, it is big.”  

“Ha…”  

She gently stroked his shape through the fabric, and a low moan escaped his lips.  

She giggled and whispered into his ear,  

“Make sure I’m ready so nothing tears, okay?”  

“…You really are something else.”  

He growled, almost tearing off her lingerie.  

Then he sat up and quickly stripped off his own clothes.  

In the faint light, his sculpted body was visible.  

As if mesmerized, she reached out and touched his abs.  

She could feel the muscles tense under her fingers.  

He bent down again and took her chest into his mouth.  

His moist tongue softly circled the sensitive tip.  

“Ha, mm, ah…”  

Every movement of his tongue drew another reflexive moan from her lips.  

Her body, already heated from the alcohol, responded eagerly to even the smallest touch.  

His other hand gently kneaded her other br*ast.  

He was being attentive, which was nice, but she preferred things a little rougher.  

“Hey…”  

He paused, lifting his head from her chest to look at her.  

“Can you be a bit rougher? I like it that way.”  

“Is that so.”  

He gave a crooked smile, then suddenly kissed her again.  

But this time, it was as if he was devouring her.  

Even as she struggled to keep up with his pace, he didn’t let up.  

Saliva she couldn’t swallow in time trickled down her chin.  

His hand slid down her body, caressing her waist, and then reached her most sensitive spot.  

His fingers parted her, slipping inside.  

Thick fingers explored the wetness.  

“Ah…!”  

“You’re already ready.”  

But the man remembered her earlier request.  

He slowly and thoroughly worked her inner walls with his fingers.  

The slick sound grew louder, and one finger became two, then three.  

As he pressed just the right spot, her hips arched on their own.  

“Ah, w-wait… I-I think I’m going to…”  

“It’s okay. We have plenty of time.”  

“Hnn…!”  

Her hips trembled.  

She could feel herself soaking the bedsheets.  

He waited for her breathing to calm before slowly withdrawing his fingers.  

Because he moved so slowly, she could feel every sensation as his fingers left her.  

She felt oddly empty without them.  

“Put it in, quickly.”  

“….”  

“Please? I feel empty.”  

The man slowly closed and opened his eyes, then settled himself between her legs.  

She glanced down without thinking, and it looked even bigger than before.  

He guided himself, rubbing against her entrance as he spoke,  

“If it hurts, tell me. Don’t hold back.”  

“Okay…”  

Just imagining something that big entering her made her gulp.  

Soon, something thick and heavy started to push inside.  

At first, it was manageable.  

But as he kept pushing in, her breath caught in her throat.  

He paused, and she gasped for air.  

“I-Is it all in?”  

“…No.”  

“What? But it already feels full… I don’t think there’s any more room.”  

“Well… I guess we’ll have to find out.”  

He kissed her lips.  

While she was distracted by the kiss, she felt an even deeper pressure inside.  

He pulled away, smiling.  

“It’s all in now.”  

“Haa, ah…”  

He didn’t move, giving her time to adjust.  

Once her breathing evened out, he asked,  

“Can I move now?”  

“Yeah…”  

She nodded weakly, and the man began to move his hips.  

At first, he moved slowly, but soon his rhythm grew rougher.  

“Ah, mm, yes…”  

The thick length stirred her insides, making her breathless.  

But the man showed no sign of stopping.  

“Oh, that’s right. You said you like it rough.”  

“What?”  

He grinned, then pulled out and thrust in hard.  

After repeating that a few times, she quickly reached her peak.  

“Ah, ahh, ah…”  

Her body trembled uncontrollably.  

Her inner walls quivered, tightening around him.  

The man frowned faintly, then pulled out and flipped her over as easily as turning a page.  

He entered her again, all the way.  

Taking him from behind felt even more intense than before.  

Wet sounds filled the air, and she panted like a dog.  

Every time he moved, she couldn’t help but moan.  

“Ah, yes, harder, more!”  

The man followed her wishes obediently.  

The stimulation was so overwhelming that her mind went hazy.  

The only sounds in the room were their moans and the wet noises of their bodies.  

“I-I’m coming…!”  

“Mm…!”  

With a final hard thrust, the man pulled out.  

A warm sensation splattered across her back.  

“Haa, ah…”  

Her body shook.  

She couldn’t move for a while, then finally collapsed, lying flat.  

Suddenly, the man got up and walked away.  

She wanted to lift her head and see where he was going, but she was too exhausted to even move a finger.  

All she could do was lie there, breathing heavily, until she heard heavy footsteps returning and felt the bed sink beside her.  

A warm towel touched her body.  

“What’s this?”  

“You need to be cleaned up.”  

The man carefully wiped her back and hips with the towel.  

“Does it hurt down there?”

“Hmm, it does feel a bit sore…”

After all the vigorous thrusting earlier, she still felt a dull ache.

As she squirmed, he suddenly flipped her onto her back and settled between her legs.

“Are you trying to go again? Can’t we rest for a bit first?”

“I’m soothing you.”

“Huh?”

Not understanding what he meant, she tilted her head, but then he lowered himself and bowed his head.

He began to lick her still-trembling petals with his tongue.

Her legs tensed up on their own.

His damp tongue carefully caressed her there.

Sometimes, as if truly trying to soothe her, he even blew on her gently.

Though this was their first night together, it was clear he was exceptionally skilled at this.

It was obvious he must have slept with many women before.

Perhaps noticing her mind wandering, he suddenly slipped a finger inside.

“Ah…!”

“You should focus. Hmm?”

His finger roughly explored her insides.

It felt like fireworks were going off in her head.

She thought she might faint, so with trembling hands, she grabbed his hand.

“I want to be on top this time.”

He lay down without a word, and she, with difficulty, climbed on top of him.

She grasped his already hard length in her hand, and was astounded again by the size.

Taking a deep breath, she lifted her hips and positioned the tip at her entrance.

Then, she began to lower herself very slowly.

“Ah, hnn…”

Trying to do it herself was so much harder.

She looked at him with pleading eyes, asking for help, and the man grabbed her waist.

Then, with a single motion, he thrust up, filling her completely.

“Hnn…!”

Before she could adjust, he started moving his hips.

Her chest bounced, and breathless moans spilled from her lips.

He moved at a quick but steady pace.

“Ah, mm, hnn, haa, ah…!”

He thrust in hard, and for a moment, her whole body tingled to the tips of her hair, her vision spinning.

As she trembled, unable to regain her senses, he laid her down on her side on the bed.

Then he lifted one leg over his shoulder and entered her again.

“Ah, wait, just a little slower…!”

Her hands gripped the sheets tightly.

The size made the stimulation intense.

It felt so good that tears welled up in her eyes.

As she sniffled, the man slowed his movements a little and asked,

“Does it hurt?”

“No.”

“Then why are you crying, hmm?”

“Because it feels so good, ah, it’s just so good.”

She kept speaking informally, while he mixed formal and informal speech.

When she said she liked it, his hips started moving faster again.

In the end, she reached her climax once more, and so did he.

Now, she truly didn’t have the strength to move.

All she could do was lie sprawled on the bed, blinking.

He, apparently not tired at all, got up again, and she heard the faint sound of water.

He must have wet a towel again.

Before long, she felt a warm washcloth touch her body, and she drifted off to sleep.