Chapter 4.2

Between thick hair as dense as his eyebrows, two orbs supported a pillar standing tall toward the sky. It was much larger than the walnuts the mansion’s chef habitually cracked.

And that pillar—

It was dark red, rugged, not exactly smooth or handsome. If something that massive entered a place where she’d never even put a finger, it seemed like it would be a disaster.

When Damian shifted his knee, it swayed and then stood upright, pointing skyward.

“You can’t take your eyes off it, can you? Berry, would you like to touch it?”

“Wh-what!?”

“When you taste and enjoy something unknown, that fear fades a little.”

Her surprise at seeing his p*nis must have been written all over her face.

Damian must have meant to ease her nerves, but Berry couldn’t muster the courage to actually touch it herself.

‘It was just too embarrassing.’

Her face turned red and hot.

“It’s okay. Nothing will happen just by touching it. If anything does, it’ll happen to me.”

Damian smiled faintly, then gently took Berry’s hand and guided it slowly to his manhood.

‘It was hot! And honestly, it was just so big.’

It was so thick that Berry’s small hand couldn’t wrap around it in one go. Berry stroked Damian’s p*nis along the bulging veins. She didn’t do it with any particular intention.

“Haa.”

A crease formed between Damian’s brows. Soon, a husky note mixed into his breath.

“Berry, it doesn’t seem very gentlemanly to have my first climax in your hand.”

Damian removed Berry’s hand and stood up.

“I’m going to hold you and take you now. After that… it might be hard for you to leave this room on your own. This is your only chance to stop me.”

“Ah… Yes. I—I’m ready.”

As Damian sought her permission, Berry slowly nodded.

If she stopped here, this might end up like the countless failed first kisses before.

In truth, more than any rational thought, Berry’s body was already burning, and she wanted to feel his body even closer.

Damian lifted Berry up and gently laid her on the bed. He was so careful and soft that not even a thud could be heard.

Berry squeezed her eyes shut, too embarrassed to meet his gaze. Soon, she heard the rustling sound by her ear.

When she opened her eyes, Damian was above her, taking off his clothes one by one. Berry couldn’t close her eyes again. Damian’s bare torso was excessively broad and solid, his sculpted muscles arranged like pieces of chocolate. It was a body that sparked all kinds of imagination.

‘Did he only train his body while studying abroad? How could his body be like that?’

“If you look at me like I’m something delicious, I might get a bit embarrassed, you know.”

“N-no, it’s not that!”

“Then what’s that drool at the corner of your mouth?”

Startled, she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. Of course, nothing came off. She shot Damian a sharp look for teasing her.

“Honestly, you’re so adorable I can’t stand it.”

Damian muttered an affectionate confession and slowly bent down over Berry’s body. Soon, their lips met again, intertwining deeply.

Each time their tongues tangled, Damian’s hands undid the buttons of Berry’s clothes one by one, and before she knew it, even her underwear was at her feet.

She was far too embarrassed to meet Damian’s gaze. Each time their legs intertwined, his manhood pressed warmly against her skin. And she kept feeling something hot trickle down below.

It was similar to the feeling she sometimes got when her underwear grew damp while reading a racy novel.

“Ha, aaah.”

A nasal moan escaped her lips. At that moment, Damian’s tongue landed on her br*ast.

“Damian!”

His tongue was so hot, so persistent. He sucked on her n*pple, rolling it around in his mouth as if savoring a piece of candy. Perhaps hearing Berry call his name was an incredible stimulus, as Damian sucked even harder. Crimson blossoms bloomed all over her pale br*ast.

“Haa, s-stop…!”

“Berry, you’re so sweet, you won’t let me go.”

His voice rumbled, muffled in the valley of her chest. Even then, he licked her skin with his tongue.

‘It really felt like it was just beginning—what if I fainted from all this?’

She was so sensitive to every sensation that she couldn’t even breathe comfortably. She moaned, barely managing to catch her breath in between.

Damian lifted his head and gently caressed her cheek.

“Berry Swanton.”

She heard him call her name, saw it with her own eyes, but couldn’t make a sound, so she mouthed it instead.

“I’ve waited for you for so long.”

“Hnng.”

After that sudden, heartfelt confession, Damian pressed his lips to hers again. The problem was that his fingers, after passing over her chest, kept moving lower.

Berry’s legs twisted together.

“Ah, Damian, n-not there…”

“If you’re scared, just say so at any time.”

‘I would stop’, he said.

Damian’s whispered words were gentle, but his finger traced down along the parted line of Berry’s lower body. Passing through the rustling hair, he slowly opened the smooth folds. Berry bit her lips tightly. Because she was tense, her legs were stiff with strength.

“It’s okay. Relax. Just trust me.”

But his words were not to be taken at face value. As soon as she relaxed, Damian spread her legs and pushed his face right between them.

“Ah, not there… ah!”

Berry tried to wriggle away, shaking her hips, but it was no use. Damian firmly held her bent knees and didn’t let go.

The more she moved her hips, the more his pronounced nose and pointed tongue pressed and teased every sensitive spot, making her mind go blank.

“Hnng.”

Berry finally gave up. As she let go, the muscles that had been tense relaxed. But it was strange. Once she relaxed, a wave of pleasure washed over her, making her feel as though her whole body was melting.

When Berry’s restless movements stopped, Damian began to truly lick her lower lips. With his fingers, he gently parted the opening at the center. Like a ripe strawberry, her vivid red folds and entrance were glistening with clear fluid.

He spread the moisture around with his fingers, swirling it gently. Instead of pushing inside, he pressed softly on the tender flesh near the entrance.

“Haa, ah!”

The fluid pooled at her entrance spilled out. He raised his tongue and poked at her cl*toris, making it swell like a tiny bead, just as her n*pples stood up with excitement. Her red cl*toris was thoroughly teased by Damian’s mouth.

“Hnng.”

Berry couldn’t open her eyes. If she did, the silk curtains hanging from the canopy would seem to float like waves. It was as if she were seeing hallucinations.

‘It was only just starting—what should I do?’

Berry had always been sensitive to tickling. When she was young, if Damian tried to cheer her up by teasing her side or gently stroking her arm, she would giggle and collapse, unable to withstand it.

She really was too sensitive, even now.

Whether it was then or now, she still couldn’t endure it.

When she became so sensitive that she could hardly control her body, Damian slowly inserted one middle finger into the opening.

“Uhnng.”

“Are you okay? Does it hurt?”

“…No.”

Her body accepted something for the first time, and thankfully, there was no resistance. With so much fluid, his finger slid in easily.

Damian then immediately inserted another finger.

“Ah!”

But two fingers felt different. Berry was startled by the distinct sensation and opened her eyes wide. Unbothered, Damian pressed through the narrow space, moving his fingers against the walls inside.

“Shh, relax.”

‘How could he speak so elegantly even in this situation?’

Berry tried her best to relax, though it wasn’t easy with Damian’s fingers stubbornly occupying the tight space. She shifted her hips, trying to help open the way.

“If I teach you one thing, you learn ten. Very good.”

“Haa!”

Damian’s words were praise, but the sensation below felt more like a strong punishment.

He curved his fingertips, pressing upward against her inner wall as he slowly pulled out. When he pushed back in, he shook his fingers wildly from side to side.

Berry’s body trembled uncontrollably in response to just his two fingers. The more his fingers danced against her walls, the more sticky honey-like fluid flowed from her below.

Damian, who had been breathing heavily with his face close to her lower belly and lips, raised his torso. He withdrew his fingers and instead gripped Berry’s thighs, spreading them.

He said nothing, but his manhood was already swollen, boldly announcing that its turn had come. As even the air in the room grew hot, Damian’s shadow fell across Berry’s face.

When something hot and firm brushed the softest skin of her thigh, it was not Damian’s p*nis that woke her senses.

It was his lips, which latched onto Berry’s n*pple.

“Ah!”

Her slightly swollen n*pple tingled with sharp, electrifying pleasure as soon as Damian’s lips touched it. He gathered Berry’s br*asts in both hands and shook them gently.

Despite the constant trembling, he skillfully twirled her n*pple in his mouth, sucking it deeply.

Soon, his lips slowly parted from hers. Berry’s quickened breaths brushed against Damian’s face.

“Berry.”

“Damian….”

“Thank you. For allowing me.”

His thick, blunt manhood pressed against her folds and rubbed at her entrance, touching below. The intense stimulation from his mouth on her chest made Berry’s head fall back.

Her soaked lower body coated Damian’s p*nis with sticky fluid, leaving no space uncovered. Damian straightened his upper body and drew in a breath. Then, he grasped his swollen length, which was standing upright and swaying.

He rubbed his member up and down along her trembling folds.

“Haa.”

His smooth, blunt tip pressed against her moist flesh. Even before entering, it felt as if his presence was moving deep inside her belly.

“Now is the time for us to become truly one.”

Her heart thumped wildly. She had come this far and had no thought of turning back. She had given permission and wanted this herself, all the more.