2. Night Education (Part 4)

Far from resisting, she drew him in even further. Seeing this, he pulled down her loose nightgown. Her br*asts sprang free, the rosy, hardened peaks visible. Bouncing from the sudden movement, her plump br*asts captivated his hungry gaze for some time.

An area that should never be exposed was now revealed. For a moment, Eirin’s fingertips trembled, hesitating whether to cover it. However, just the brush of his gaze made her heart race uncontrollably. It felt as if Alexander’s eyes were licking her chest, making her n*pples erect. A flush of embarrassment spread.

If she covered her chest now, he might leave. Then she would know nothing about men, and it would be a great disservice to the many readers awaiting her novel.

Yeah, this is just an experience. It’s definitely not something I truly desire. Let’s think of it as an experiential activity for the novel. Just like going on a picnic in a field to write about wildflowers, or going to the battlefield to write about war.

So to write a novel about romance, I have to experience a man. Yeah. Let’s not get carried away with the ecstasy of his lips. Let’s do it for that purpose.

Letting out a sweet sigh while repeating the long, long excuses in her mind, Eirin’s chest trembled. At that moment, his lips touched her soft, tender br*asts without missing the chance. His breath caressed her sensitive skin, and his lips grazed her n*pple.

“Ugh.”

Alexander sucked on her chest with his lips. The already ar*used nipple, now in contact with his tongue, became painfully erect. Ticklish and moist.

“Hah…”

Her hands gripped his firm shoulders. She knew she should push him away, but she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Instead, she indulged in the muscles with her hands, contrasting her soft body with his hardened, hot muscles. She traced every bulge and contour of his shoulders and back with her fingertips.

Alexander, whether she touched him or not, took another mouthful of her soft br*asts.

“There… Ah, mmm.”

As her chest was sucked into his mouth, she felt dizzy. The moist, hot sensation stimulated her n*pples, causing her to gasp for breath.

In a novel, the feeling during s*x was described as “melting from the tips of your toes.” Eirin had once thought, “Is it like the lethargic feeling when you step into warm sunshine?” But the reality is completely different. It felt like being thrown into a blazing furnace, her whole body burning. Everything seemed to disappear beneath her thighs.

“Ah…”

Every time his lips roughly sucked on her chest, she panted. Moans escaped involuntarily. Alexander pressed his tongue firmly against her white br*east, sucking it deeply. Whenever his white teeth grazed the red flesh, the immense pl*asure beyond the pain made her shake her head. Her red hair spilled over her pale skin.

“Eirin.”

He called her name and his fingers traced down her leg. The way he rolled her name on his tongue sounded delightful.

“Yes?”

Alexander did not answer Eirin’s question, but instead lifted the hem of her skirt with his fingers. Since she was wearing a lightweight nightgown, his hand could easily reach her intimate area.  As his fingertips lightly touched her trembling thighs, the hot l*quid that had pooled deep inside her suddenly gushed out.

There are indeed many things you can’t understand without experiencing them.

She had been curious about the sensation of the lubricating fl*ids flowing from below, and now she understood. Her ar*used thighs were stained with the transparent l*quid as his gentle caresses elicited reactions. Each movement of his fingers felt like a tremor deep within her. Her satin undergarments became soaked.

“Al…exander.”

With a choked throat, she barely managed to call out his name. At that moment, his palm pressed against the center of Eirin’s lower body. Through the thin fabric of her underwear, she felt his touch. As Alexander pressed down on the swollen mound, the folds inside shifted and slipped around.

“Ah…”

The unfamiliar sounds of the fl*ids squelching with each of his presses outside echoed in her ears. The sharp pl*asure made the br*easts protruding from her clothes tremble. Her reddened n*pples stood up even stiffer in the cool air.

“Ah!”

Her legs weakened and she started to slip, but Alexander caught her. However, his hand that had been stimulating her womanhood slipped inside. His hand accidentally slipped under her underwear, brushing against the coarse hair.

“Ah…”

Feeling his presence against her bare skin, Eirin twisted slightly in surprise. Even if his hand had entered by mistake at first, once inside, it persistently pursued her. His fingers gently traced over her secret place, causing her body to react strangely. The dripping fl*ids dirtied the white skin of her thighs against the clear veins.

“Eirin…”

But that was just the beginning. As Alexander’s fingers entered the crevice, Eirin involuntarily tightened her thighs. As his fingers delved between her narrowed legs, touching the plump flesh, a tremendous thrill surged through her body.

“Ah!”

“Does this feel good?”

What’s happening?

It felt as if a bolt of lightning struck her entire body.

Was there such an unfamiliar place hidden in my body? 

His fingers touched that strange area, and the little nub kept evading his fingers, as if trying to escape. It was so unfamiliar that she couldn’t even answer his question.

“Haa.”

She leaned against his firm chest, panting. The tips of her br*easts brushing against his nightshirt tingled. The pulsing pleasure between her thighs was so intense that her toes were trembling, yet his hand did not stop.

“Alexander…”

She called him in a voice drenched in ecstasy. Tears had gathered in the corners of Eirin’s eyes. Even a light kiss was an overwhelmingly strong stimulus for herself, who had never experienced anything like it before.

“Hmm?”

“Is this…how it normally is?”

Her tense thigh muscles throbbed painfully. 

Was physical contact between men and women always this intense? 

It felt entirely different from what she had read in novels. Her own novels, which she had written without any experience, as well as the descriptions in her favorite novels, paled in comparison to the intensity of this.

“Well…”

He bent down and pulled her close. He whispered in her slightly raised ear.

“I’ve never been in the position of a woman before.”

He said with a slight upturn of his lip.

“But you look blissful right now. Does it feel good?”

How could I describe this feeling? 

Her thighs trembled with sensations that felt like they would melt away.

“Yes. I feel so good.”

The honest admission slipped out of her mouth.

“I had no idea such wonderful things existed in this world.”

And just as she sighed deeply, he curled his fingers. The swollen cl*toris, engorged with blood, was crushed, making her feel dizzy and breathless. Something gushed out from inside, wetting the area between her legs, much like an involuntary release.

But unlike urine, the liquid was clear and sticky. It clung to the slightly brighter orange tint of her p*bic hair, spreading out.

“Ah!”

Each time he moved his fingers, a sharp sensation stimulated Eirin’s brain. The fingers of a man who had experienced war were long, thick, and strong. When they pressed against her entirely, her mind became dizzy. In the overwhelming pleasure, Eirin squeezed his thick wrist between her white, tightened thighs. Her flushed thighs were contorted against the firm muscle.

“Mmm, ah, mmm.”

Her body jerked in time with Alexander’s movements. Her soft br*easts trembled in the air, as his sharp gaze raked over her body.

It felt like madness.

As if being swept over by a very dangerous feeling, like falling off a cliff, she was able to recall that they were in the study at night. But forgetting everything, even the fact that no one must hear them, a high-pitched sound escaped from Eirin’s lips.

“Aah!”

As his fingertips pressed against the round flesh, Eirin let out a sigh-like sound and sprawled her body. Her vision darkened as waves of immense pleasure swept over her. Her body was swept back and forth in the whirlpool of great desire.