3. Divergence (Part 2)

The hand that had been kneading her chest gradually moved downward. After caressing the curve of her stomach, his hand slid further down to stroke her thigh. The heat emanating from between her legs was palpable to his fingertips. Realizing his hand was moving toward the inside of her thigh, Cecilia exhaled a shaky breath.

“Ah…”

Ethan lifted his lips from her chest. He glanced at her now reddened and glistening *reola, biting the soft flesh inside his mouth. Though he tried to endure, he was already at his limit. His member, pressed against his abdomen, glistened with the prec*m that had dripped down.

“Cecilia.”

“Ethan.”

“I want to be inside you.”

Ethan’s fingers traced the seam of her undergarments. The new sensation widened Cecilia’s eyes.

“Ah…”

“Please, let me.”

“…”

“Hmm?”

Her thin panties had long since soaked through, rendering them useless. The damp fabric clung to her, revealing the slightly darker shade of hair beneath. Yet, removing the final barrier required a significant amount of courage.

Cecilia met Ethan’s gaze. He looked as though he might die from wanting her so desperately. Yet, his demeanor was calm, as if he wouldn’t act without her explicit consent.

“Alright.”

As soon as Cecilia gave her permission, Ethan wasted no time removing her undergarments. The rolled-up panties fell to the floor with a soft thud. For the first time, the most private part of her body was fully exposed to him.

After their prolonged kissing and caressing, she was already drenched below. Her p*bic hair, soaked with her own fluids, appeared darker than usual.

“Ah…”

Seeing a woman for the first time, Ethan’s eyes burned with intensity. Spreading her knees slightly wider, he stared at the flushed, intimate area before him. As if entranced, he reached out.

His thick fingers brushed against her slick entrance.

“Ah…”

At that moment, Cecilia’s thighs and hips tensed. Ethan observed her reaction as he rubbed his fingers against the w*tness seeping from her entrance. His fingers pressed against the small, rounded nub above.

“Ah, ah! Ethan, ah!”

A loud moan escaped Cecilia’s lips, unlike anything she had uttered before. Both Ethan and Cecilia were startled by the intensity of her reaction.

‘So, this is the spot.’

Having found the sensitive area, Ethan began stimulating her swollen cl*toris with his fingers. He pinched it lightly between two fingers and gently scratched it with his fingertips. Cecilia’s body convulsed as she let out sharp cries, her body trembling in response. She had experienced a shallow climax.

Ethan spread Cecilia’s limp legs wider. Her previously tight entrance now glistened, slightly parted and inviting. Holding his member, he positioned the tip against her entrance.

“Ah…”

Sensing what was about to happen, Cecilia held her breath. Feeling her body tense once more, Ethan gently stroked her thigh.

“I’ll be as gentle as I can.”

“Ah…”

“Haa, Cecilia.”

Ethan exhaled heavily as he pressed his body against hers. The blunt head of his member slowly pushed into her.

“…!”

The pressure was far greater than Cecilia had anticipated, and her mouth opened in response. She couldn’t even moan, her body trembling instead. Despite being thoroughly lubricated, the initial penetration brought a heavy pain. She could feel the muscles of her inner walls stretching tightly. Beads of sweat formed on her forehead.

Ethan’s voice, laced with concern, broke the silence.

“Does it hurt a lot?”

Truthfully, it did. She didn’t dare look down, but she could tell he was far too large for her. Yet, Cecilia couldn’t bring herself to nod. She knew that if she admitted her pain, Ethan would immediately withdraw.

After a moment of hesitation, Cecilia replied in a barely audible voice.

“I… I think I’m alright.”

“Then I’ll push in a little more.”

Taking a deep breath, Ethan pressed forward slightly. Half of his length was now enveloped. The sensation of her wet walls gripping him tightly made his jaw clench.

“Haa…”

“Ah!”

A sharp pain made Cecilia cry out involuntarily. A single tear rolled down the corner of her eye.

“Cecilia.”

Ethan, startled, tried to pull himself out of her. But Cecilia stretched out her arms and grabbed his shoulders tightly. Shaking her head, she said,  

“Just push it all in at once. I’m really fine. Quickly, fill me completely.”  

Her urging was akin to pouring oil on the fire of Ethan’s already blazing desire. Without hesitation, he buried himself entirely inside her.  

“Ahhh!”  

Cecilia’s body jolted upward. Veins bulged on Ethan’s forehead as the tight pressure of her inner walls threatened to bring him to release far too soon.  

“Hold me, Cecilia.”  

“Ahh…”  

Though she could barely steady herself, Cecilia wrapped her slender arms around his neck. Ethan, as if praising her, lightly patted her hips and said,  

“I’m going to move.”  

“Mm.”  

Taking her soft moan as a signal, Ethan began to move his hips slowly. The sensation of being completely filled was followed by the slow withdrawal, his length dragging against her inner folds, only to push back in just as gradually. Each motion sent unfamiliar shivers through Cecilia’s body, and she clung to Ethan with all her strength.  

It hurt as if her body was being split apart, yet strangely, it felt good. She didn’t want him to stop.  

“Ahhh…!”  

“Haa, Cecilia.”  

Inside her, the slick fluids of *rousal eased Ethan’s movements, which gradually grew faster.  

Slap, slap, slap. 

The obscene sound of wet skin colliding filled the quiet room. In the once-sterile study, the primal moans of man and woman echoed for what felt like an eternity.  

“Ahh, ah, ah!”  

Each time Ethan thrust into her wildly, her cries burst forth in staccato-like gasps. Sweat, tears, and fluids splattered onto the once-pristine sofa. Their sweat-slicked bodies rubbed against each other, and like quenching a deep thirst, they drank each other’s saliva as if it were fine wine.  

How could one possibly describe this feeling? Do people really live their lives engaging in such embarrassing acts daily? Was it always this maddeningly intense?  

Questions swirled through Cecilia’s mind, but the way Ethan’s movements pressed deeply against her most sensitive spot soon stripped her of all rational thought.  

“Ethan, please!”  

“Cecilia, you feel so… incredible.”  

“I feel like I’m going crazy. It’s too much.”  

Unable to endure the overwhelming sensations, Cecilia burst into tears. At that moment, Ethan stiffened and buried himself deeply inside her. It was his climax.  

“Haa…”  

Having finished, Ethan collapsed onto her. Though the weight of his body made it hard for her to breathe, Cecilia didn’t mind. Instead, she quietly embraced his back.  

And so, their first night together deepened.  

***  

“Unbelievable.”  

Sitting at her desk, Cecilia’s face flushed bright red. To avoid running into Ethan, she had even skipped breakfast and gone straight to work.  

‘Why did it have to be in the study…?’  

But the location was no longer the issue. The study was where Cecilia spent most of her day. Even as she tried to focus on her tasks, her gaze kept drifting toward the sofa.  

Looking at the sofa inevitably brought back memories of the previous night. How his trembling hands had parted her legs, how those hands had caressed her most intimate places, how his lips had worshipped her tender spots with searing heat. Even though she’d been drunk, every moment was still vivid.  

Just recalling the events made her lower abdomen tighten. She could still feel the lingering sensation of Ethan’s forceful movements. The aching muscles throughout her body constantly reminded her of their shared indulgence. Suddenly, a wave of heat washed over her, and Cecilia fanned herself hastily.  

‘How am I supposed to face Ethan now?’  

Her head throbbed at the thought. Just imagining his face made her entire body burn with embarrassment. She doubted her ability to interact with him as if nothing had happened. It was undoubtedly a mistake on her part not to have thought ahead.  

Although she considered it a mistake, Cecilia didn’t regret what had happened. Yes, the alcohol had clouded her judgment and spurred her impulsiveness, but it wouldn’t have happened if she hadn’t been drawn to Ethan in the first place.  

‘…Honestly, it felt good.’  

But realistically speaking, a relationship between Cecilia and Ethan seemed impossible. As someone with many responsibilities, Cecilia needed a partner who could strengthen her family’s position. While Ethan was undoubtedly a good man, he wasn’t someone who could fulfill that role.  

‘It’s probably best… to pretend it never happened.’  

Anxiously, Cecilia tapped the edge of her desk with her fingernail. She struggled to concentrate on her work, but thoughts of Ethan kept intruding, halting her progress.  

At that moment, as Cecilia wrestled with her unspoken dilemma, there was a knock at the door.  

Knock, knock.

Raising her head, she assumed it was the butler. But when the door opened, it was Ethan who entered.  

“Are you busy?”  

“Oh…”  

Cecilia awkwardly stood up from her seat. Shaking her head slightly, she watched as Ethan quietly stepped into the room. His gaze briefly flickered toward the sofa before returning to her. She noticed him licking his lips nervously. The prominent bob of his Adam’s apple moved up and down visibly.  

‘I should offer him a seat.’  

Caught off guard by Ethan’s unexpected visit, Cecilia’s mind raced. Normally, she would invite guests to sit on the sofa, but that wasn’t an option now.