Chapter 8
The sensation of his lips sucking on her intimate area, accompanied by the sounds of slurping, ignited a fire deep within her. All that escaped her lips were ragged moans. Then, the hands that had been gripping her thighs moved away, and he began to caress her entrance.
Soon, his thick fingers gently slid into her inner walls. Despite his earlier preparations, there was still a slight resistance. Phil carefully pressed against her inner walls, ensuring not to hurt her.
“How does this feel?”
“Ah, ahh, it’s… so good!”
“It’s fortunate that you’re able to feel this much, even for your first time.”
Simultaneously, his tongue pressed firmly against her entrance. The alternating waves of heat sent shivers down her spine, causing her toes to curl. Her body twitched and trembled as if jolts of electricity coursed through her. When he inserted another finger, he pressed against her inner walls even more persistently.
Since she usually only stimulated her sensitive nub during her private moments, this kind of thorough attention was unfamiliar. Yet, despite its unfamiliarity, it felt incredibly good. Each press against her inner walls brought forth new sensations.
“Ahh, ahhh!”
Suddenly, he grabbed her shoulders and flipped her over. Unable to hold onto the pillow, her face was fully exposed. However, since the room wasn’t too bright, her expression remained concealed. Phil then placed her legs over his shoulders and buried his face into her once more.
Her essence trickled down, touching the tip of his nose. As he inhaled her intoxicating scent and sucked on her sensitive nub, her moans grew more distinct.
“Ah, ahh!”
Perhaps feeling awkward, she covered her face with her arms. While sucking on her nub, he pressed against her inner walls with his fingers. With each movement, her essence spilled out, soaking the bedding.
When he added another finger, her legs trembled uncontrollably. It was evident that she had reached her climax once again. Since it was her first time, it would be beneficial for her to experience it multiple times.
Phil carefully rolled his tongue over her sensitive nub while gently stretching her inner walls. The tightness that had been gripping him gradually began to ease.
“Ah, that… feels strange…”
“Don’t worry about it.”
The pleasure was indescribable, as if she were floating on a cloud. While experiencing multiple climaxes in such a short time was exhausting, the overwhelming sensations left her feeling euphoric. As she experienced the pinnacle of pleasure that she had only read about in novels, a smile naturally formed on her lips. Her body trembled uncontrollably, her senses overwhelmed.
Even though he had only licked and used his fingers, the pleasure seemed endless. The heat in her abdomen refused to subside.
“Ah, ahh!”
“Every time I press here, you seem to release more of your essence.”
As his fingers pressed against the back of her sensitive nub, the sensation intensified. With her sensitive nub still in his mouth, her vision blurred. She couldn’t even let out a proper moan. Saliva she couldn’t swallow dripped down her chin.
“Ahh! It’s… so good!”
He persistently pressed against her sensitive spot while teasing her nub with his tongue. Her moans spilled out uncontrollably, her mind clouded by the overwhelming sensations. As she clutched at the bedding, something within her burst.
She couldn’t even scream properly as she reached her climax, her body trembling uncontrollably.
“For your first time, you’re already… Lizzy, you have such a sensitive body.”
“Ahh…”
Blinking blankly, she felt dazed. The continuous waves of pleasure left her mind spinning. With his face covered in her essence, Phil wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and stood up.
Since she had already cl*maxed from just his touch and tongue, he figured it was time to proceed. However, considering it was her first time, he decided to use some lubricant. Reaching over to the table, he retrieved a bottle of lubricant and applied it to her entrance.
“It might feel cold, but it’s for your comfort. Please bear with it for a moment.”
“…Ah.”
“Is it too cold?”
“Not… too much.”
Though her body flinched, her entrance tightened in anticipation. When he slowly removed his fingers, her entrance immediately closed. By now, Phil’s fully er*ect member had been ready for some time.
As he lowered his pants, his length, which had already been aroused on the balcony earlier, sprang free. After quickly putting on protection, he positioned himself at her entrance.
“If it becomes too much, please let me know.”
Though she seemed too overwhelmed to respond, he was confident he could stop quickly if needed. Slowly, he began to push into her entrance. Even with just the tip, the tightness was overwhelming, forcing him to bite his lip. Losing control would only hurt her.
“Ahh…”
As he carefully pushed further, Lyzbel gave a soft, contented smile. Feeling the tight, warm grip of her inner walls, he nearly lost control when he fully entered.
“Ahh…”
Taking a moment to steady himself, he pulled back slightly, only to find her legs wrapping tightly around him. It was as if she was silently demanding he not escape.
“Please… take me completely…”
“Yes.”
With her words, he began to move rhythmically, his thrusts accompanied by the wet sounds of their union. Thanks to the preparation, she showed no signs of discomfort. Her moans, now more akin to cries, filled the room.
Completely consumed by the heat of the moment, the two lost themselves in each other. The pleasure she felt far exceeded anything she had experienced alone. Just as she thought the sensations would subside, they continued to build, wave after wave.
Her eyes rolled back several times as she reached new heights of pleasure. Even the lightest touches, like a slap on her bottom or chest, sent her spiraling into ecstasy.
As he lifted her hips and thrust deeply, her lower abdomen bulged slightly. Each time her stomach swelled, she released uncontrollably. Her body, which once obeyed her commands, now acted purely on instinct.
Her breathing was shallow, her eyes unfocused.
Much time had passed.
“…It seems you’re exhausted. We should stop here.”
It was time to leave. Both time and physical limits dictated that they couldn’t continue.
The Baron’s household strictly forbade overnight stays beyond a single day. If she returned now, there was a chance she might never leave again.
As he withdrew, her entrance remained slightly open, her essence trailing down her thighs. The relentless rhythm had left her insides feeling strange.
Even though it was her first time, she wondered if her entrance would ever return to normal. Lost in such thoughts, she blinked slowly.
She wasn’t sure how many protective measures he had used. After disposing of them in the trash, Phil turned back to her.
As light entered the previously dim room, their bodies became clearly visible. Lyzbel’s body was covered in evidence of their passion, with bite marks scattered across her skin. Phil’s back bore scratches, and his face showed faint marks where she had bitten him.
The sight brought back memories of their frenzied acts.
“There’s a bathroom in this bedroom. May I help you wash up?”
“…Please.”
She had intended to refuse, but her legs trembled too much to stand. Her mind felt hazy.
If she tried to wash herself, she feared she might collapse. Gently, he placed a hand on her back and another under her knees, lifting her into his arms.
Opening a door within the bedroom, he revealed a luxurious bathroom.