Jacqueline grasped the swollen, hardened tip of his member. After fumbling several times, the head finally lodged at her entrance. She spread her legs like a frog and lowered her hips.
“Ugh… It won’t go in.”
She had managed to take in half of his shaft with difficulty, but it wouldn’t go any further. Finding the squatting position uncomfortable, Jacqueline knelt and bent her waist.
“Haah…”
Oscar felt her inner walls tightly gripping his member, then slightly releasing as he listened to her moans.
The sensation was different from usual. It was far more tantalizing and exciting than when he would spread her legs and thrust randomly near her entrance before finally finding it and forcing his way in roughly.
When her moist, warm insides enveloped his tip, he nearly cl*maxed. He only leaked a little fluid, but with his strong pride, even that wasn’t satisfactory to him.
He fumbled with his hands, grabbing the flowing fabric touching his stomach. With a ripping sound, the expensive dress tore like a rag.
Jacqueline straightened her waist in shock when she saw her dress torn up to her chest. His partially inserted member slipped out and twitched against his navel.
“M-my dress…”
“Put it in.”
“I-it won’t go in.”
She pleaded tearfully, but he simply repeated his command to put it in.
Finally, Jacqueline spread her legs again and grasped his member. Squeezing her eyes shut, she guided him into her entrance.
She had gained some skill since her first attempt, and by gently rocking her hips, she managed to take in more than half of his shaft. She sobbed that her thigh muscles felt ready to tear and her lower parts might split open.
It would have been easier with Oscar’s help, but he pretended not to hear.
Jacqueline had no choice but to move her hips. She watched below to make sure he wouldn’t slip out, but quickly looked away, repulsed by the sight of his dark red shaft plunging inside her.
The fluid he had leaked and her own wetness served as lubricant, gradually moistening her tense insides. Finding movement easier, she took a small risk. She relaxed her b*ttocks and simply sat down.
“Aagh!”
“Kuh!”
With a sound of flesh being pierced, his member disappeared inside her.
Confirming their complete connection, Jacqueline gasped for breath. Tears hanging from her eyes and beads of sweat on the bridge of her nose succumbed to gravity and fell.
“I-I got it all in!”
Her amazement at taking in something so large was brief, quickly replaced by the terror that her stomach might tear.
‘W-what should I do? This won’t end until he’s satisfied…’
Then she remembered she hadn’t applied contraceptive cream inside, and her face turned pale. Overwhelmed by Oscar’s domineering manner, she had forgotten about contraception.
“W-wait a moment! Hup!”
Simultaneously, Oscar thrust his hips upward. Jacqueline habitually covered her mouth with both hands to prevent a scream. He moved his hips several times, seemingly checking if they were firmly connected.
“Uhu… Ugh! Heu… Too. Ah! Strong…”
When Oscar began thrusting in earnest, Jacqueline’s body swayed like a reed.
She soon realized that to be free from this pain, she needed to make him climax quickly. She squeezed and released around him, grinding her hips, eventually losing her rationality and moving her hips wildly.
‘Please, please finish quickly!’
The woman’s movements to induce a quick climax drove Oscar crazy. He now thrust his hips with animalistic groans.
Jacqueline gradually lost her reason to his rough pounding. She twisted her hips to find the angle that pleased her, then began rotating in all directions.
“Ah, ah… It feels good!”
She moved her body chasing pleasure, unaware of what she was saying.
“More, more…”
Oscar became more excited by the woman’s voice seemingly wanting him, and thrust his hips harder. This act he had been imagining since the car ride.
His only purpose was to release the s*xual desire that had built up during the time he couldn’t meet her.
He explored every corner of her body using only his sense of touch.
Finally, fumbling below her navel where their bodies connected, he found her protruding bud and rolled it between his fingers before pinching it.
Jacqueline screamed in ecstasy.
“Aahn! N-no!”
“Kuhh!”
Clear fluid squirted out like from a water gun, wetting his hand and stomach. She trembled violently, experiencing her first peripheral org*sm. The pleasure was almost mind-numbing.
But before she could enjoy the afterglow, his thick, long shaft rapidly brushed against her tender folds, pounding into her womb.
Judging Oscar’s impending climax from the fullness of his member and his urgent thrusting, Jacqueline remembered contraception again.
“M-my lord! Y-you can’t finish inside!”
She hurriedly tried to pull him out, but Oscar grabbed her waist and wouldn’t let go, making her sit back down. His persistent movement pressing against her womb felt like a determination to release his seed inside.
“A-a baby… Haanh! A-a baby…”
Jacqueline didn’t want to bear a child of unknown paternity like Muriel.
‘That absolutely cannot happen!’
But he ignored her words and moved his hips rapidly. The voice of a woman fearing pregnancy only fueled his base desires.
Oscar’s self-restraint had vanished from the moment he met those two men.
It was a different sense of crisis than when he noticed Zachary Hennessy’s unrequited feelings.
Lloyd Whitaker.
Oscar had heard rumors about him too. A criminal who had committed illegal acts in the Sixth District, and now a businessman suspected of having a honeymoon relationship with Alain de Lebutin.
Despite his past, society’s evaluation of him wasn’t bad. For shallow people, his immense wealth and being a handsome man with blonde hair and blue eyes were more important.
The reason Oscar focused on “blonde” among his information was because of what the maid had blurted out.
‘…I… I saw him from far away, so I don’t know his face. Was he blonde? I-I don’t know. P-please… s-spare me! Waaah!’
The maid’s words were lies. But Oscar anxiously wondered if perhaps only the “blonde man” part might be true. He thought his reaction was strange.
Even considering past events, he questioned why he should be so agitated, and suddenly realized:
He had genuinely come to love Jacqueline Louis Carroll.
It was disconcerting enough to fall in love with a woman whose face he had never seen, but he had felt jealousy before love.
This was an awakening to a new world he had never experienced before.
I want to capture her in these eyes.
I want to see and feel her directly with my eyes.
Consumed by such intense desire, he fearlessly leaped into this unfamiliar world.
He gripped Jacqueline’s waist tightly and clenched his teeth. His eyelids felt heavy, like diving underwater. Thump-thump, his heart rate gradually increased.
Reaching the thought that only she would do, Oscar calmly accepted this fact. Looking back, there had been signs from the moment he had made all sorts of excuses to finally join bodies with her.
So it didn’t matter when he had started harboring feelings for this woman he had once thought vulgar, or whether his pride was hurt.
This woman had been his from the beginning and would continue to be so.
Oscar confronted the magnitude of feelings he hadn’t recognized before and felt a maddening possessiveness.
His thrusting before the climax was rough.
Jacqueline writhed and begged.
“N-not inside… Huk! Please. Not. Inside…”
Though it seemed unlikely, he thought that if the writhing woman crying about not wanting a baby was because of Lloyd Whitaker, it would be better to do exactly what she disliked.
It was better than losing Jacqueline to him.
Oscar thrust his hips, revealing his hostility and competitiveness toward the man who might become his most troublesome rival.
Energy surged through him, just like when he rowed at full speed during rowing competitions.
Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, Jacqueline changed her approach and spoke with genuine desperation.
“I-I’ll use my mouth! Let me swallow your seed!”
Those words stopped his sinister thoughts.
“Haah… Your mouth?”
“Yes, yes!”
Oscar, who had been rotating his hips, quickly pulled out when he heard this.
“Swallow it.”
When he urged her, having withdrawn just before climaxing, Jacqueline quickly took his shaft in her mouth and moved her head back and forth.
There was no time to notice the fishy smell and taste. She focused only on making him ej*culate quickly.
Eventually, Oscar trembled his hips and released his s*men into her soft mucous membrane.
“Kuh… More, more… Whew…”
He pressed her head down firmly, criticizing her oral skills for being insufficient.
“If you don’t want to get pregnant from the seed remaining in the urethra.”
Alarmed by his words, Jacqueline diligently sucked and swallowed the remaining s*men from his urethra. She shook his shaft several times to check if anything remained.
Oscar leisurely enjoyed the sensation of being sucked and the afterglow of his climax.
“Enough, that’s enough.”
“Mmph! Cough, cough!”
Jacqueline felt something foreign in her throat, like s*men sticking to it.
Despite having released once, Oscar’s member still stood er*ect. He grabbed Jacqueline again. This time, he began mounting her body.
Even while her body was being rocked, Jacqueline worried about pregnancy.
“Y-you can’t finish inside! Okay?”
“I understand.”
Hearing his answer, she finally seemed relieved and became more cooperative. She wrapped her slender arms and legs around his neck and waist, moaning.
Oscar no longer silenced Jacqueline with claims that she was disturbing his immersion, nor did he call another woman’s name.
Completely focused on her, he continuously drove into her delicate body like a virile Felsorn bull.
“Jacqueline.”
“Mmm…”
“Jacqueline, Jacqueline.”
Oscar reached climax again while calling Jacqueline’s name. After thrusting deep one last time, he slowly withdrew his member.
Holding his swollen shaft, he shook it and ej*culated his s*men. The scattered fluid splashed everywhere, but he didn’t mind.
Jacqueline closed her eyes, thinking it was finally over.
But Oscar didn’t leave her exhausted body alone.
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