Chapter 4 – Seize (Part 7)

Seeing his smirk, she suddenly realized she had made a mistake, and her mind snapped awake.

“No, don’t hurry… ugh.”

But it was already too late. As she tried to twist her body slightly to escape, he grabbed her waist, laid her on the bed, and positioned himself between her legs.

With her dress still half on and disheveled, Olivie bit her lower lip as he let out a short, sigh-like breath. Just looking at her made him so ar*used that he felt like he might burst.

“Ha, you really know how to turn someone on.”

Running a hand through his hair, he took a deep breath as he looked down at her.

Disheveled eyes. At his gaze, filled with desire, Olivie swallowed hard. Just that look alone made her whole body feel like it was burning up. Seeing Robin Tanner clearly, which she hadn’t been able to do when she was drunk that day, took her breath away.

“Ha.”

With a moan that escaped like a long sigh, Robin grasped her exposed br*ast over the top of her dress.

As Olivie squirmed under the force of his grip, which seemed strong enough to crush her, Robin opened his mouth and enveloped her br*ast. He twirled the hardened n*pple with the tip of his tongue, then tightened his lips around it, making Olivie’s body twist.

“Ah.”

However, he firmly held her waist, which flinched as if to escape, keeping her securely beneath him and not letting her go. With the tip of his tongue, he teased and sucked on her n*pple. Her small body squirmed beneath him, her head thrown back as she panted for breath.

“Ahh, ugh.”

She tried to push away with all her might, putting strength into her toes to escape the stimulation he provided, but it was in vain. The more she moved, the more persistently his tongue teased her tender flesh, causing her to shiver. It itched down below. Her underwear was already soaking wet, and the tingling sensation below felt swollen.

It didn’t feel like it was hers.

No, it felt like her whole body wasn’t hers. The maddening thrill that surged from head to toe was something she couldn’t control. She wanted it to disappear quickly, yet she also wanted to feel it more intensely. She wanted to reach a cl*max at his fingertips and, at the same time, she wanted him to quickly part her below and enter. So she could feel all these emotions, spreading in every direction, purely from the stimulation he provided. Even if it meant sobbing beneath him.

“Sir, Lord.”

“Ha.”

With his face buried in her br*asts, sucking on them, she grabbed his shoulders.

But even at her desperate call, Robin seemed not to hear, continuing to suck on her br*asts and roll her n*pple with his tongue, teasing them as if they were his own. With the tip of his tongue fully er*ect, he tickled her ar*ola and pressed and twirled the tip with his tongue, filling the room with lewd sounds.

The sound stimulating her ears…

“Oppa.”

Olivie, struggling to find her voice, panted as she spoke. Only then did he lift his head to look at her. Unlike her, who was neither fully dressed nor undressed, he remained immaculate, casually wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. His red lips glistened even more with moisture, turning a deeper shade of red.

His appearance made it impossible to shake off the thought that he might really be a seducer.

And now, Olivie was nothing more than a mere human, enchanted and unable to regain her senses from this seducer. No, she didn’t want to regain her senses.

‘After all, once I wake up from this dream, it’s over.’

Thinking of the end made her heart ache, so Olivie reached for his shirt. She wanted to mess up his perfectly neat appearance.

Just as she was unable to escape from being captivated by him, she wanted to make sure he couldn’t escape from her either.

Only then would it be fair.

With hazy eyes, Olivie pulled on his cravat, yanking it off, and began unb*ttoning his neatly fastened b*ttons from the top.

Snap, snap.

As the b*ttons came undone one by one at her fingertips, she slipped her hand into the shirt, pressing against his exposed chest. The warmth spread from her fingertips to the floor, and his breath quickened in response.

“Hmm.”

He bit his lip, suppressing a groan, and tilted his head slightly. Seeing this, she bit her lip slightly and teasingly flicked his n*pple with her fingertips, causing Robin to furrow his brows.

His breath seemed to catch with a slight flinch, and as the mischief rose within her, she pushed her hand in a little deeper.

“Up to here.”

He grabbed her wrist, stopping any further movement, and lifted her hand above her head, securing it firmly. Then he pressed his lips to her nape.

“Hmph.”

As she tried to play a prank, she found herself counterattacked, twisting her waist in the tingling pl*asure. His lips buried in her neck made her entire body tingle.

“Hah.”

In that brief moment, her breath quickened.

“Hmph.”

Each time his tongue licked her neck, her body twitched from the tingling sensation, and her breathing became irregular. With the initiative completely back in his hands, Olivie tilted her head back.

“Haa.”

At the moan that burst out like a sigh with her ragged breath, Robin sat up and threw off the shirt remaining on his body with a snapping sound.

With a dull thud, the shirt hit the floor, and Olivie opened her eyes, her gaze still blurred.

‘Ha.’

His firmly seated muscles and the small scars left from battles participated in for noble duties were all too clear. His er*ect*on, asserting its presence below his sharply defined abs, vividly reminded her of that day, that night.

As she swallowed at the memory of his prominent and enormous size that had tightly entered her, he slipped his hand under her skirt, stroking the outside of her thigh.

When his cool hand touched her bare leg, exposed by the torn stockings in the carriage, a shiver ran down her spine from the chilling sensation. Leaning over, he pulled down her garment, kissing her br*ast and slowly moving down to press his lips against her lower abdomen. As if not forgetting to explore between her legs, he snapped the garter with a flick and slowly scratched over her underwear with his fingertips.

“Hmph.”

With the thin fabric in between, the sensation made Olivie arch her back, and he pressed and rotated his thumb over her peak. Her white underwear, already soaked, had lost its color, and her mound was plump and ripe for sucking. Detecting the desire in his leisurely caressing fingers, Olivie shook her head.

“No…”

But Robin, as if to block Olivie’s resistance, pressed her thighs that were trying to close and spread them, pushing her underwear aside. Each time his fingertips touched, a gush of love juices slid out from her tightly clenched mound. Robin, burying his face in the w*tness, licked the inside of her thighs with his lips as if teasing.

“No, stop.”

Olivie twisted her waist. 

It was embarrassing to be licked there by him while sober. She pushed against his shoulders, but he seemed as immovable as a rock, firmly rooted between her legs, delving deeper.

“Hah, no… hmph!”

As he licked the mound beneath her parted underwear, his tongue explored her inner depths. Her lower body, firmly held by his hands, twitched and lifted, while her chest rose and fell in a rough rhythm.

“Oh, oppa. Hah.”

Every time his tongue licked between her folds and his lips sucked on the swollen flesh, her back arched like a bow. Her mind drifted far away and then returned, her ears felt numb. She couldn’t think of anything. All her senses concentrated below, making that area incredibly sensitive.

At the moment she could even feel his breath, Olivie shivered and twisted her body. But each time his tongue touched her, her thoroughly wet pink entrance made a squelching sound as it throbbed.

“Ha.”

As if absorbing every bit of stimulation, Olivie’s moaning movements prompted Robin to rub her below with his fingers. Pressing and rubbing the small protruding cl*toris with his thumb, he touched the gaping wet entrance with his fingertip, causing Olivie to tilt her head back.

“Haa.”

It felt as if her chest would burst.

Every place his fingertips brushed sent shivers of pl*asure throughout her body.

If it was already like this, what would happen when he actually entered her? Would her body split apart, or would she lose her mind? Suddenly scared, she swallowed her breath.