Chapter 5 – Acknowledgement (Part 8)

With her face flushed red, she looked up and gazed at him.

Despite trying to convince herself it was an illusion, the emotions she had pressed down on burst forth like a dam breaking, and she couldn’t control them.

If he was sincere with her, she didn’t want to back down.

No! She didn’t want to back down.

But…

“……”

Despite her full heart, when she tried to speak, her lips felt glued shut and wouldn’t part.

Damn.

It was because of her too rational mind.

Unlike her overflowing emotions, her rationality still triggered her guilt, and she bit her lip, trying to push those rising emotions back inside as if swallowing a dry gulp.

‘This isn’t right.’

Even though he understood her, Olivie wondered if desiring Robin in this situation was too greedy. She bit her lip at the thought of disappointing Earl Tanner, who had adored her since childhood, and Emily. She lifted her head.

But the moment her eyes met his, as he was staring intently at her reddened lips, she couldn’t think of anything else.

“I don’t think it’ll work out.”

It seemed like it had to be him.

Even if she was scolded for being shameless, she couldn’t help it.

She had thought she couldn’t like him because of her situation, and above all, she thought he wouldn’t like her, so she had suppressed her feelings. She didn’t want to think about anything else right now.

She only wanted to think about him saying he liked her.

“Don’t marry the Princess… mmph.”

And as if he had been waiting for those words to come out of her mouth, his lips covered hers, cupping Olivie’s cheeks.

“Hmm.”

As her lips parted, weakened by the kiss, he deeply sucked on her reddened lower lip.

* * *

“Haa.”

Through her parted lips, opened to catch her breath that had risen to her chin, a moist piece of flesh slipped in. The hot breath, combined with the rough intrusion of his tongue, tangled and stirred everything inside.

Robin sat her down on his thigh so she couldn’t move. His hand slid up from the end of her waist to her back. Her clothes, which had loosened before they crossed the threshold of the mansion’s bedroom, had all fallen off her body before he carried her to the bed.

She was barely wearing a thin chemise, but as his hand moved, it lifted up to her waist, revealing the curve of her hips. The moment his fingertips, which had been entangling her loose hair, lightly grasped her long red hair, a chilling sensation seemed to spread throughout her body.

“Hmm.”

With her lips still pressed to his, she tilted her head back slightly, and a shallow moan escaped from her mouth.

At the sound of that moan, which seemed to purr from her throat, Robin’s lips licked hers, moving slowly down past her chin. As his lips teased the nape of her neck, which was slightly tilted back, Olivie let out a faint breath.

“Hah.”

Robin hooked his fingers on her chemise and pulled it down. The fabric, which had been supported by a thin strap on her shoulder, lost its hold and slipped down, fully exposing her chest. The cool air caused goosebumps to rise on her pale skin, and her pink n*pples stood er*ect at the tips.

When he lightly flicked the tip of her n*pple, which resembled soft jelly, with his fingertip, 

“Haa.”

A moan escaped from Olivie’s mouth as she twisted her body above him.

Robin tried to steady his breathing. He had noticed it before, but it always seemed like her scent was like that of flowers when he took her into his mouth. The intoxicating sweetness, as if soaked in sugar water, melted his senses.

Damn.

He swallowed his breath, pulled down her chemise, and held her chest in his mouth, rolling it with his tongue.

The sensation of her bare skin touching his hand was insanely good. Every time he touched her skin, it made him swell below. It was driving him crazy. He had to suppress the urge to bury his nose in her bare skin and thrust inside her.

“Ha.”

He withdrew his lips from the nape of her neck as she tilted her head back.

The area around her blue eyes was flushed red. As she gazed at his vampire-like red-rimmed eyes, she pulled his cheek closer. The feeling of her moist, glistening lips touching and intertwining with his was delightful. The pressure of their lips mashing together and the eager tongue probing every corner of her inner mucous membrane made her feel wet below. As she sat on his thigh, unable to close her legs, her ar*usal seeped out and rubbed against his bare skin.

“Hmm.”

As Olivie spread her legs a bit wider and pressed herself against his lower abdomen,

“Damn.”

A low metallic sound escaped his lips, and his fully swollen m*mber began to press against the cleft of her b*ttocks. Olivie slightly parted her lips from his as his member, crushed beneath her b*ttocks, started to prod.

“I don’t think I can hold back today.”

Robin lifted her chin with his fingertip and looked intently at her. With a gaze glistening with lust that seemed ready to explode at any moment, Olivie nodded as she sucked his lower lip longingly.

As soon as permission was granted, he wrapped his hands around her waist, lifted her slightly, and laid her down, spreading her knees apart. Robin licked his lips with the tip of his tongue at the sight of the wet, dripping ar*usal between her thighs, biting his left lip.

He wanted to part her and thrust himself inside immediately. When he reached out his hand, Olivie reflexively closed her thighs. Covering her mouth with the back of her hand in embarrassment, her face flushed red. Robin used his hands to spread her legs apart and buried his face below.

“Ah, uh. Hah.”

He licked her sensitive, swollen area with the tip of his tongue.

“Haa.”

Olivie twisted her waist. But Robin matched her movements, sucking her flesh with his lips. Her whole body tingled with an itch that she couldn’t endure, making it impossible for Olivie to stay still. Robin persistently sucked on her, pressing and rubbing her protruding cl*toris with his tongue.

“Hmph.”

As she tensed her toes, biting the tender flesh inside her mouth and gripping the sheets, his hand covered hers. The gentle, soothing grip made Olivie exhale deeply, calming her heaving chest.

However…

“Hah.”

His actions weren’t meant to soothe her. Rather, it was more accurate to say they were a prelude to what was next.

“Hah, uh, Lord!”

With a soft, languid tongue, he licked her lengthwise, and as he nibbled her cl*toris with his lips, he couldn’t help but suck it in.

“Hmph!”

Olivie felt as if her vision was blurring. Her body, moving as if it wasn’t her own, had long since lost her control. His tongue slipped into the narrow gap below and then licked it. The way he firmly entered, widened the opening, and then tenderly licked and teased her made her feel like she was going insane with pl*asure. Even though she thought she might die of embarrassment, she wished he would continue.

The sensations he provided sent shivers through her entire body, making her feel truly alive. 

To be precise, today was the fourth time. Of course, between those simple numbers, there were countless acts of intimacy, but the point that her whole body seemed to melt away before even the penetration was the same every time.

It was good.

Insanely good.

“Haah.”

As she panted, she tugged at the hair of this lecherous man, causing his movements to become even more intense. The sounds of him licking and sucking between her thighs filled the space even more lewdly, and Olivie’s moans grew deeper. As if matching her quickening breaths, his movements became more vigorous, and at the end of his tongue prodding her inner mucous membrane, her inner walls convulsed finely.

Her quivering flesh and the tight opening twitched. As Robin pushed his hand inside her contracting, pulsating walls that seemed to tighten around him as if alive, Olivie let out a short scream and twisted her body.

“Don’t—hah.”

However, Robin pressed firmly on the inside of Olivie’s resisting thigh, spreading it apart, and inserted another finger. Her convulsing inner walls clenched tightly around his fingers, almost as if chewing on them. Feeling her insides tighten as if they were mouths sucking in, he let out a long groan and tilted his head back.

His lower part, now swollen to the brim, was aching to the point of pain, pleading to enter inside as soon as possible. 

As Robin lifted his head from her still strongly convulsing insides.

“Hurry.”

A thoroughly disheveled Olivie called out to him desperately.

“Please come inside.”

With her face flushed red, her pleading voice made him withdraw his fingers from between her legs, rubbing her flowing ar*usal along his manhood. Then, he positioned himself at her entrance. The pr*cum dripping from his tip and her sticky ar*usal served as lubrication as he rubbed against her entrance, then grasped her hips and thrust inside in one motion.