Chapter 2 – One Night (Part 2)

Pushing away the hand that was touching her chin, Olivie grabbed the collar of his shirt. As she pulled him closer, almost close enough for their lips to meet, she applied pressure to her grip, and Robin’s body easily followed her pull.  

Their lips touched, and when she lightly captured and released his lower lip, his lips clung to hers, sucking deeply as if unwilling to let go.  

Their moist lips pressed together, separating and exploring each other as they delved deeper. His soft tongue thoroughly explored every corner of her mouth. The way he licked her and sucked on her tongue made it hard for her to breathe.  

Even though she was the one who pulled him in, he seemed more eager than she was.  

‘Is he really trying to make me regret this?’  

As her breath quickened, Olivie tugged more insistently on the edge of his shirt. Robin tilted his head slightly and broke the kiss.  

“Hah.”  

His breath came out in a murky sigh, and Olivie felt a thirst.  

As their once-close lips parted, Olivie gazed at him with eyes that had turned murky.  

“Should I run away now?”  

“……”  

Robin chuckled at Olivie’s taunt, turning his words back on him. Then he pulled her nape closer and captured her lips once more.  

His kiss, which dug between her slightly parted lips as if he had no intention of letting her go, made Olivie feel like she was about to lose her mind.  

Just as she had hoped.

Clearing her mind completely, he seemed to fill her entirely with mere peripheral stimulation. As she exhaled her rising breath roughly, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer, and Robin, lightly lifting her, climbed onto the bed and leaned against the headboard.

The strings tying the front of her gown came undone, revealing her bare body beneath. However, in this moment, there was no room for any other thoughts to creep in, overwhelmed as she was by the sensations Robin was giving her.  

“Hnn.”  

She slightly raised herself on her knees between his legs and licked his lips. Her tongue flicked out, tasting his red lips, and then quickly moved to lick his plump lower lip. His fingers slipped through the opening in her gown and touched her waist.  

The fine hairs on her back stood on end.  

“Haa.”  

The cool touch on her feverish body…  

“It feels good.” 

Olivie whispered softly as she slightly pulled her lips away.  

Robin’s lips curled up as a murky warmth filled his voice. His soft smile, curving upwards, almost made her lose herself.  

It was more beautiful than she had imagined.  

“Beautiful.”  

She knew it wasn’t the right word to use for a man, but no other expression came to mind.  

As she gazed at him, entranced, and swallowed hard, Robin, who had tightened his grip on her waist, pulled her close, holding her tightly. Since she was wearing nothing, her w*tness rubbed directly against his thigh, smearing onto his clothes. She felt embarrassed by the mark she left on his clothes.  

“Your clothes…”  

“It doesn’t matter.”  

Seemingly unbothered, he pulled her waist even closer and looked up at her face.  

His expression was flushed.  

The heat that tinged his face, which was usually so cool and indifferent that it seemed almost emotionless, felt unfamiliar to her.  

She thought she had known him for a long time, but…  

Seeing this unfamiliar face for the first time, she lifted her hand and slowly brushed her fingers across his forehead, eyebrows, eyes, cheeks, and the tip of his nose. Finally, she traced his lower lip with her thumb.  

As she paused her soft caress and met his gaze, Robin, holding her hand, took her thumb into his mouth and rolled it with his tongue.

The way he gently grazed with his teeth, teased with his lips, and licked with his tongue felt as if he were caressing her chest. 

Sucking on her n*pple, teasing it with his lips, and tickling it with his tongue. 

The kiss that followed, filled with anticipation, made her face flush even more. As Olivie’s thumb slipped out from between his wet lips with a soft pop, the lewd sound somehow raised her heat. She gasped as Robin brushed her fallen hair behind her ear and met her gaze.

“There’s no turning back now.”

“…”

“You’re the one who threw away the chance to escape.”

Despite his gentle tone, the words sent a chill down her spine.

“Mu…!”

Before she could say anything, he pulled her by the nape and kissed her.

“Hnn.”

The gown, now so loose that it barely covered one shoulder, was no longer something that could be called worn, and he stripped it off her completely as he gently rolled her body over. Her red hair scattered across the white sheets, and her n*ked body lay as if sculpted.

“Beautiful.”

At his words, Olivie blushed. Hearing such a compliment from someone genuinely beautiful made her feel unbearably shy. She averted her gaze, pressing her cheeks with the back of her hand as if trying to cool the heat in her face. Embarrassed that her feelings might be revealed by her reddened face, she blurted out a curt remark.

“Don’t tease me.”

“Why do you think I’m teasing?”

“Because I know my place.”

“…”

Robin narrowed his eyes at her words, puzzled by why she would say such a thing. Feeling his curious gaze on her, Olivie bit her lower lip lightly. The room felt too bright.

So bright that all her flaws seemed exposed.

“Why… uh…”

“The lights, please.”

Not wanting to reveal any more of her insecurities, Olivie looked up at him with reddened eyes.

“Please.”

Robin Tanner, who had been gazing momentarily at Olivie with tear-filled eyes that seemed ready to overflow, relaxed his hardened eyes and snapped his thumb and middle finger together. In an instant, the light that had filled the room dissipated rapidly. As Olivie, startled by the dimly lit surroundings that barely distinguished objects, opened her eyes wide.

“Magic.”

As if to block any further questions, he smiled faintly and kissed her nape. The ticklish sensation made Olivie squirm slightly.

“Hah.”

She let out an involuntary moan as his lips touched her thin skin. His soft lips sucked deeply on her nape, leaving a red mark like a brand. 

As she bit her lower lip slightly from the aching pain, he gently squeezed Olivie’s chest in a soothing manner. 

As his fingers pinched the hardened tips of her n*pples that stood firmly atop her raised chest, Olivie gasped and arched her back slightly. The sharp pain transmitted through the pressure of his fingers was a completely different kind of stimulus compared to the deep sucking on her nape.

“Hmm.”

At the moan that escaped as she bit her lower lip, Robin twisted one corner of his mouth into a small smile.

Ah, that smile.

Emily had once told her.

‘When my brother smiles with one corner of his mouth raised, it means he’s up to something.’

Be careful.

His smile overlapped with Emily’s face, who whispered warnings to her, making her chest feel chilly.

But.

“It seems you have room for other thoughts.”

Reading her expression, he gave a slight laugh, but his eyes, looking down at her with a cold gaze, made Olivie shake her head.

“Ah… no, hah.”

As Robin’s lips found her n*pple and bit it gently, Olivie’s voice gradually lost strength. Instead, euphoria slowly filled her insides. She wondered where this tingling pl*asure would end. The thought that she might experience a fullness that would make her feel like her belly would burst crossed her mind.

“Again.”

As if reading her mind and realizing she was lost in other thoughts, his teeth sank into her flesh.

“Ah.”

A red flower bloomed over the red mark where his hand had squeezed earlier. The pain wasn’t sharp but rather a tingling pl*asure that sent shivers through Olivie’s entire body, making her twist her waist. As her chest rose and fell slightly with shallow breaths, he licked the spot where his teeth had just bitten.

“Hmm.”

Even so, with his other hand, he grasped her other br*ast, tickling the er*ect nub with his fingertips. The pit of her stomach felt ticklish.

Below, she was already wet, feeling something trickle down towards the crack of her b*ttocks. She felt anxious about her damp lower half, worried someone might see and think she had made a mistake. His persistent focus on her chest, biting and sucking, made her body feel unbearably ticklish.

She wanted to collapse into the pleasure he was giving her right away. She had no intention of spending most of the night playing around like a child or ending it with just some hand games. She was no longer the little girl who would beg for a kiss.

From the moment she stood before him n*ked, he was her s*x partner.

‘A very handsome one at that.’

So she was determined not to let this night pass by in vain. It might be thought that she was being hasty because of the intoxication…

No, let’s just say that’s the case.

That way, she wouldn’t have an excuse to run away.

In the heat of the moment, the opportunity for a night with him, and not just any night but an extremely hot one, came about.

So, wouldn’t it be a waste to spend this night with just one encounter?

‘No way.’