Chapter 4 – Seize (Part 8)

He pressed her v*ginal entrance with his finger before deeply inserting his index finger inside. As her lower part tightly accepted one finger, Robin lifted his head.

“Wasn’t it painful that day?”

“…”

Should she say, “Of course it hurt!”? Or should she explain that she didn’t realize it hurt at the time, but the next day it hurt a lot? As she pondered briefly, he sighed softly and moved his finger inside her.

“It was so tight and narrow. There’s no way it didn’t hurt.”

He bit his lip as he looked at her.

“It will hurt less today.”

Understanding his intention to loosen her up inside to prevent tearing and make things a bit easier, Olivie nodded, and another of his fingers pushed further inside.

“Haa.”

With two fingers inserted, he slowly moved them, spreading her inside.

Olivie gasped at the movement. As her chest rose and fell shallowly, Robin also let out a small sigh, almost like a moan. He too had been holding back for so long that he felt an ache below.

But he couldn’t rush in and tear her apart like that day.

He needed to take his time, make sure she was thoroughly wet and open.

“Hmph.”

However, Olivie, unaware of Robin’s intentions, felt more discomfort as his fingers spread her inside and gradually dug deeper. It wasn’t her first time accepting him, and she had already experienced him, but fingers?

Even though they filled her tightly, it wasn’t enough.

Of course, when his fingertips rubbed inside her and hooked to press her inner walls, her whole body tingled from head to toe. Still, she wished he would quickly fill her completely.

Only he could dispel this maddening sensation.

“Mm.”

When his fingertip pressed the inner nub, she tensed her toes. She wanted to release this unresolved sensation.

“Oppa.”

When Robin looked at her in response to the moan-like call, Olivie gazed at him, biting her lower lip.

“Hurry.”

“…”

“Put it in – huh.”

As he hooked his finger and rubbed the front, her mind momentarily went blank. The intense stimulation made Olivie clutch the sheets as if her breath would stop.

“Please.”

Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes as she desperately called out to him. Robin bit his lower lip at the sight.

“Seriously.”

He shook his head and withdrew his deeply inserted fingers, now coated with her fl*ids.

“I can’t resist when you beg like that.”

He gently wiped away her tears with his tongue, then unbuckled his pants to reveal what had been tightly restrained inside. Clear l*quid glistened at the tip of his already er*ect member. He ran his hand along its length from the base, then pulled his pants down.

“If it hurts, tell me.”

With his thick m*mber still not fitting entirely in one hand, Robin emphasized as he looked at her. But there was no room for other thoughts now. She just wanted him to quickly enter her and relieve this frustrating sensation.

Looking up at him, she hoped he would release the desire inside her, as if loosening the tightly bound corset strings around her body.

“Seriously.”

The moisture in her now clouded brown eyes said she couldn’t hold back any longer.

And he, too, was at the brink of his endurance.

He pushed her underwear further aside and positioned himself between her legs. Yet, even in that moment, Olivie’s gaze, as if urging him, made Robin press his m*mber against her narrow opening and firmly press her protruding cl*toris.

“Hah.”

Her whole body felt like it was melting under the touch of his thumb as he rubbed and rolled it in circles.

“Please.”

Hurry and come inside.

Hoping he would transform this maddening tickling sensation into the cl*max of pl*asure he provided, Olivie ran her hand up his thigh.

“Oppa.”

She lifted her hips slightly, as if to draw him in, producing a teasing sound from the front. She was going crazy, yet he was so leisurely. As she twisted her waist at his annoyingly calm demeanor, wanting to hit him,

“Huh.”

He held her hips with both hands and slowly pushed himself into her narrow opening.

“Hah.”

The tearing pain she felt below sent chills down her spine. Her whole body tensed up so much that her toes curled.

“Shh, you need to relax.”

He gently comforted her as he embraced her head.

“That’s the only way I can go deep inside to the root.”

Despite his gentle tone, his lewd words made her moan with her mouth agape, and her mouth felt parched. Her whole body rose and fell as she panted, trying to catch her breath.

“Lie, ugh, relax.”

Even hearing her nickname from his lips for the first time seemed to empty her mind. She couldn’t do anything but hold on to his stimulating touch. Relaxing, or even responding to his call, was beyond her.

“Huh.”

Every time he moved, her whole body tingled to the point where it felt like her hair was standing on end. What could she do about it? There was nothing she could do but cling to him, wrapping her arms around his neck.

“No, huh, my whole body. Hah.”

As she tilted her head back and gasped for air, he embraced her back and lifted her up. Then, lying back, he pulled her onto him. With his hands on her hips, he thrust himself deeply inside her from between her spread legs.

Perhaps because she was already so open and wet, his manhood entered more easily than expected, and Olivie placed her hands on his chest.

“I’ve never done it from on top before.”

It was true.

Despite having many encounters, no man had ever let her take the top position. Some said it was out of fear that they might break, but for that reason, Olivie was inexperienced in this regard.

She was more confident doing it from behind.

She could even handle it while standing  and push herself onto him with her body.

“Try moving like you’re riding a horse.”

But he acted as if her inexperience didn’t matter.

“You can move back and forth, or up and down.”

At his words, with his hands on her hips, she hesitantly began to move.

‘Like riding a horse?’

As she sat on top of him, pressed closely together, she placed her hand on her lower abdomen, and somehow, she felt his bulge.

Even with just a slight movement in that state—

“Hah.”

His m*mber touched her inside, and her swollen cl*toris rubbed against his lower abdomen from below. Just that alone was driving her crazy, and now, up and down?

Just imagining it made her whole body feel weak, so she exhaled deeply and pressed her lower abdomen with her hand. At that gesture, Robin nodded slightly and began to move her hips slowly.

“Hah.”

Following his movement, she also shifted her knees slightly. As a result, his already deeply penetrating m*mber delved even deeper, stirring her insides.

“Ugh.”

It seemed that this position was just as stimulating for him, as the once relaxed look on his face now showed a faint crease between his brows. Even the movement down his throat was noticeable.

Unlike her, his previously clear eyes were now clouded with lust, and Olivie tried to suppress a smile.

“You even have the luxury to smile.”

He grabbed her shoulders, quickly pulled her up, and then laid her back down, changing their position. In that tight space, he drew her even closer, filling her completely. It was as if he intended to push in so deeply that he couldn’t be pulled out, thrusting his manhood inside her to the root. Olivie’s back arched intensely.

“Hah.”

But the stimulation was so good, it seemed to scramble her entire mind.

Slowly, as if allowing her to adjust to him, Robin moved his hips gently, pushing in and pulling out repeatedly. Olivie could feel her narrow opening clenching and releasing around him, continuously twitching.

“Hng.”

With her chest heaving and breaths coming in gasps, a small moan escaped her lips. Every time his member rubbed against her tightly clenched walls, her breath caught, and her mind felt dizzy.

“Ha, this is driving me crazy.”

At the low voice that flowed out roughly, Olivie ran her hand up his thigh. Her eyes looked up at him, as if pleading for him to move because she couldn’t bear it any longer. Biting his lip, he moved his hips, thrusting deeply inside her. As if that wasn’t enough, he lifted her left leg onto his shoulder, pushing even deeper, causing her body to shake uncontrollably.

The initial pain and the ticklish sensation that enveloped her entire body were gone, and now it felt as if her whole being was reaching its peak just from the stimulation he provided.

“Hah.”

“Ugh.”

His hips moved back and forth rapidly. With each movement, he wondered if his member would dissolve into nothingness in the tight grip of her walls. It felt as if he was being sucked in. No aphr*disiac could create the sensation he was experiencing now. The stimulation was even more intense than when he first had her, and it felt like his head was about to explode.

Robin gasped for breath as her narrow passage tightened around him, as if to swallow him whole down to the root.

“Stop tightening.”

He felt the urge to release, as if he would cl*max at any moment, inside her as she pulsed around him.

“Stop.”

But despite Robin’s words, Olivie, her mind going blank, panted and let out a moan.

“Hah, please. Oppa. Hah.”

At Olivie’s moans, as she clutched the sheets, Robin ran a hand through his hair. The sight of her, shaking her head as if she didn’t know what to do, and panting for breath, was driving him mad with love.

‘If I had lost her.’

The thought that he would have regretted it for a lifetime couldn’t be shaken off. That’s why he could never let go of her once she was in his grasp.

‘By any means necessary.’

Biting his lower lip, Robin moved his hips.

“Hah.”

As the movements became increasingly intense like waves, Olivie shook her head. She couldn’t endure it any longer. Her whole body was shaking as if it wasn’t her own, and she couldn’t control it, leaving her breathless. Yet, at the same time, the pl*asure that gradually swelled made her heart race and her chest heave with each breath. She wanted to taste the relief soon.

Watching her trembling chest and his movement inside her, Olivie reached out to him.

“Please, oppa. Hah.”

“……”

“Quickly.”

“Ugh.”

At her sobbing plea, as he stirred her insides, Olivie’s body twisted as if convulsing at the peak of ecstasy after a rapid thrusting. With a short gasp, she threw her head back and trembled all over, and her insides quickly tightened and released around him. As if chewing and swallowing him in that movement…

“Ha.”

Biting his lower lip to barely suppress a rough moan, Robin gasped for breath.

The cl*max.

Ultimately reaching the peak, Olivie and Robin’s bodies overlapped, and at that moment, freed from the sensation that had been pressing down on her entire body, her chest rose and fell rapidly.

‘I’m crazy.’

Her mind went blank with her rapid breathing, but the vividness of the cl*max that enveloped her entire body remained clear.

Olivie barely opened her eyes, looking up at him, realizing it wasn’t a drunken illusion. Perhaps it was the slight dampness in his hair scattered over his forehead. His deep platinum blonde hair cast shadows on his face. Even in this situation, his decadently handsome appearance made Olivie feel dazed.

‘Can I end this?’

At the thought of the end, Olivie, feeling a chill in her chest, cupped his cheek and pulled him in for a kiss. It was as if there was a sweet scent coming from his red lips.

‘I’m enchanted by a seductor.’

She thought it wouldn’t be so bad to be devoured like this.

If this wasn’t being enchanted, then what was?

“Haa.”

Olivie stroked his cheek as she pulled away from his lips. His gaze, full of longing, stuck to her lips, but there were four more gatherings left.

“Let’s do it once more.”

Spending a day with just a kiss seemed like a waste of time.