It felt like slipping from a cold reality into a distant dream. Unlike before, the gentle movements of Carlos’s tongue swirling inside her mouth reminded her of the first time they kissed.

That day when her heart tingled and tears of overwhelming happiness flowed freely.

Carlos felt the same way. As time passed, his earlier urgency faded, and he began to treat Ines with care, as if holding a fragile glass doll.

Before the war tore them apart. Before Ines betrayed him. They began to escape reality and indulge in the past. At least at this moment, it was no different from the day they loved each other purely.

Ines, who had been overwhelmed, slowly placed her hands on Carlos’s shoulders. As their heads tilted, they explored each other. How much time had passed? When Ines suddenly came to her senses, she found herself lying on the bed.

Carlos’s lips, which had been capturing Ines’s, started to move downward. The moist flesh that deeply sucked on her slender neck soon nibbled gently on her collarbone.

“Haah…”

Everywhere Carlos’s lips touched burned like fire. A tingling sensation spread below her navel, and her body felt feverish. Ines’s body trembled with sensations she had never experienced before.

While his lips continued to tease her neck and collarbone, Carlos’s hands roamed over Ines’s body.

His hand, which had glided down her thigh, passed over her waist and rested on her chest. She could feel the rough touch of a man’s hand through the thin fabric.

“Ugh.”

It was a place even the maids hadn’t dared to touch. Carlos began to caress her, squeezing and releasing repeatedly.

Was it because the fabric was thin? Even though she was clothed, it felt as if she was being touched directly on her bare skin, causing her toes to curl.

“Hng.”

A moan escaped Ines’s lips without resistance. Hearing her moan, Carlos smirked and murmured.

“If you’re feeling it this much already, what are you going to do?”

Each time Carlos spoke, his warm breath tickled her neck.

He pretended to be concerned, but his voice sounded amused.

‘This is different…’

It was nothing like the day Joseph tried to force himself on her at the engagement ceremony.

The terrible and unpleasant memory gradually transformed. Lost in the tickling sensations and dreamy feeling, the hand teasing her chest eventually reached her thigh.

By the time she regained her senses, her skirt had already been pushed up to her waist.

Her slender, white legs glistened in the light, like white porcelain.

As if admiring them, Carlos gazed at her legs, then lifted one of Ines’s legs, which she could no longer use.

Feeling exposed, Ines turned her head in shame, never having shown herself so openly to anyone before.

Meanwhile, Carlos lightly pressed his lips to Ines’s ankle, as if to make a point.

“These legs can’t be used anymore.”

With that, he gently bit her flesh.

“Ugh…!”

“But it seems you can still feel it.”

He continued nibbling on her tender skin. His playful bites, starting from her ankle, gradually traveled upward.

Past her ankle, over her calf, and up to her inner thigh. The places he touched felt intensely sharp, as if cut by a knife. The closer he got to sensitive areas, the more Ines’s body trembled.

“Haah… Wait, wait, not there…”

Afraid his tongue might reach a place it shouldn’t, Ines’s hands flailed. Perhaps because of her struggle to push him away, Carlos pulled back.

Just as Ines breathed a sigh of relief, Carlos, with one of her legs draped over his shoulder, flashed a mischievous smile. Then, without warning, he slowly traced his fingers over her entrance.

When his fingers touched the most intimate part of her inner thigh, Ines’s body jolted.

“Ca-Carlos, not there…!”

“Do you dislike it?”

Carlos’s fingers grew more insistent as he asked.

“For someone who dislikes it, you seem quite wet already.”

The underwear, easily removed by him, lay discarded on the bed.

“Haah, haah…”

Desperately trying to stop what he was doing by holding onto Carlos’s wrist proved futile; she lacked the strength.

His calloused fingers gently breached her tightly closed entrance. Already damp, her insides began to moisten with clear fluid.

“We haven’t even really started yet.”

He began to persistently tease a small spot among the intertwined flesh. Ines’s back arched and her body jolted in response.

Carlos slowly inserted his middle finger.

“Aaah!”

It was a place she had never shown to anyone before. A territory no one had invaded. Each time his finger slowly delved inside, her hands, which were clinging to Carlos’s arm, trembled.

It seemed as if she was pleading with him to stop.

“Relax. It’s just one finger.”

“But… ugh.”

Even her voice seemed to tremble. He exhaled gently, helping Ines to relax.

“You need to loosen up to take me in.”

“Hng!”

She already felt overwhelmed, so what more was there to take in? Ines shut her eyes tightly and bit her lip. Each time his finger moved in and out, moans escaped uncontrollably.

Before she knew it, he pressed his lips against hers and began to suck strongly on her cl*toris. It sounded like a child sucking on candy. With the wet, sloshing sounds, Ines covered her mouth with one hand to stifle her moans.

It felt as if her whole body was convulsing. It was embarrassing that such sounds came from her body.

Carlos, unaware of Ines’s predicament, remained focused on his task.

His fingers gradually quickened their pace as if keeping rhythm. Each time his finger entered her, an overwhelming sensation rose from deep within her.

“Haaah!”

At the same time, her toes curled and her back arched sharply.

The effort to stifle her own moans was in vain as a sound incomparable to before filled the room.

It wasn’t something she could control by sheer will.

“Haa, haa…”

Ines exhaled shallow breaths, her body collapsing onto the bed. It seemed as if one climax had drained all her energy.

Meanwhile, Carlos, who had buried his face in her thigh, lifted his head. Then, looking at the exhausted Ines, he licked his fingers glistening with her juices.

His eyes were half-dazed as he slowly licked his fingers.

“My brother said your nectar is so sweet and delicious.”

Lost in the throes of climax, Ines couldn’t fully comprehend Carlos’s words.

“I thought he was just talking nonsense.”

Carlos’s lips twisted as he spoke.

“But he was right.”

His voice carried a hint of anger and jealousy.

Carlos lifted his torso, shrugging off the shirt he was wearing.

The lingering effects of her climax faded, and Ines turned her head towards him. She was met with the sight of Carlos’s n*ked body.

Gazing at the man’s physique, Ines let out a short gasp. Unintentionally captivated, she admired Carlos’s body. It was like looking at a statue of a hero from a neighboring country. His well-toned, muscular body and broad shoulders were those of a warrior. And above all…

Ines’s gaze, which had been idly scanning Carlos’s body, drifted downward. She then noticed something standing upright that she had never seen before.

‘What on earth is that…’

Ines couldn’t hide her bewilderment. Her body stiffened as if she had seen something she shouldn’t have. Before marriage, she had learned about relations with men and how to please them through s*x education.

However, she didn’t recall learning that the size of the male organ could be like that. The thought of something as big as a child’s forearm entering her body and stirring around made her knees weak.

Yet Carlos, unaware of her thoughts, covered Ines.

“Hah, ugh…”

More gently than before, Carlos kneaded one of Ines’s br*asts and began to leave marks on her collarbone. He then partially pulled down the garment covering her chest. Her br*asts, hidden by the clothes, popped out.

Carlos took her br*ast into his mouth. The sensation was on a whole different level than when he had touched her with his hands. Ines tilted her head back, letting out a moan.

“Carlos…”

She called his name with a hot breath. Her hand gripped his hair.

As Ines was once again slipping into pleasure, Carlos moved his hand behind her to untie the laces of her dress.

Just as Carlos was about to remove her dress.

Ines’s eyes snapped open as if she had been doused with cold water.

‘Cheap woman.’

Joseph’s voice echoed in her mind.