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“Do you know? Even if you can’t tell from the outside, when a man and woman become intimate, there’s a form that fits well between them.”
Elsia received a magical necklace as an engagement gift from a friend, which revealed s*xual compatibility.
Unable to resist curiosity, she tried it with her fiancé, but the result was disastrous.
‘This isn’t fair… I can’t accept this.’
In the end, driven by the desire to know the joy of being with someone truly compatible, she visits a secret club.
There, she meets a man to whom the necklace reacts—and spends a night with him.
“Were you satisfied today as well? It seems you came running just because you wanted to see me.”
Even as she indulges in these late-night rendezvous, the engagement ceremony draws ever closer.
Addicted to the perfection she finds with him, can Elsia truly cut off the relationship?
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The shadows that had been apart slowly overlapped into one, and before she knew it, the heavy air had turned thick and intimate.
Adrian’s lips gradually moved downward—over her nape, along her collarbone—before he gently drew her close, while his hand traveled toward the most private place where her legs met.
“Ah… no.”
Every time his touch grazed her sensitive spot, Elsia felt a jolt of electricity through her body.
The deeper Adrian’s hand entered her, the more intense the sensation became.
“You say no, but your body responds.”
As Elsia trembled in climax, Adrian smiled in satisfaction.
Adrian grabbed her trembling thighs, spread them, and his hard length pressed against her entrance, slowly sliding in.
As their bodies met, heat transferred between them.
Adrian began to move, and every thrust sent waves of pleasure through her.
“Hah! Uhh!”
On the creaking bed, Elsia cried out freely.
“Harder… more…”
At her words, Adrian’s lips curved into a sensual smile as he moved with greater intensity, as though he would consume her entirely.
Each strong thrust that followed sent her body lifting higher.
As an even greater wave of sensation washed over her, the overwhelming bliss made her feel as though tears might fall.
And so, matching his rhythm, she moved her hips faster.
