Chapter 17

Avgenia’s skin was softer, sweeter, moister, and more supple than he’d ever imagined. Alexei thought he could spend his whole life with his face buried there.

Those thin membranes, often described as petals in romance novels, were incredibly delicate; when he pushed his tongue in and nudged her cl*toris with his nose, the way her inner walls clenched was intensely stimulating, and her nectar was as sweet as honey. Most of all, when he paused to breathe after sucking and licking her cl*toris, the glistening entrance below was a mesmerizing sight.

No, he took back the idea of spending his life just with his face buried there. Then he wouldn’t see her secret place react to him. Alexei thought he could live his whole life just watching Avgenia’s secret, etching millions of images of her s*x into his memory.

He was that far gone.

“Haa, ahh, Lexie, ahh, Lexie…”

As he desperately sucked and nibbled, Avgenia’s reactions changed. She twisted as if swept away by an irresistible current, her thighs trembling and drawing together, her hips arching as she purred like a cat.

Ah, so this was…

〈 But don’t ever stop just because you want to be gentle…〉

Alexei tried to follow Avgenia’s teachings, ignoring her hands reaching for his hair and continuing his ministrations.

〈As I’m about to reach cl*max, I prefer when it gets rough and intense.〉

“Mmm, ah, ahh…”

Alexei parted Avgenia’s folds with both hands and began to s*ck her cl*toris with force. Already flushed red, her cl*toris had fully emerged from its hood.

He pushed up with his tongue, sucked with pursed lips, bit gently as if kissing…

“Ha, haah, mm, ahh…!”

Avgenia trembled like a fish out of water, trying not to yank Alexei’s hair.

She’d told Alexei that oral was important, and though it wasn’t a lie, she’d never known it could be this intense.

Since she’d only ever given playful instructions, Alexei, desperate for the honor of penetration, was clinging with all his might.

From the moment his breath warmed her, the tingling sensation spread from her s*x through her lower body—her thighs, behind her knees, and the soles of her feet—heat raced along her veins and nerves.

At the same time, heat pooled at her navel, climbing her spine to the crown of her head, and every fingertip was filled with pleasure that matched her heartbeat.

Her fingers gripped Alexei’s hair, her legs unable to move, she could only rub her toes against the blanket.

But the tingling in her extremities wouldn’t fade.

And at the center, where Alexei’s lips met her, a wave of sensation was about to surge.

“Lexie, mm, please, just, wait…”

She wanted to say, ‘Lift your face for a moment,’ but her words broke into m*ans. She knew Alexei, diligently following her instructions, wouldn’t stop. Only the wet sounds of his lips and tongue answered her.

At the same time, she felt the urge to throw herself into the sea of pleasure rising from afar.

Unable to escape the wave, unable to leap in, she could only tremble, legs spread, anxiously awaiting what came next.

“Ah! Ah, mm…!”

A gasp broke from her lips as Avgenia’s hips arched.

〈Clear fl*id will gush.〉

Ahh, ahh… Uncontrolled m*ans spilled as Avgenia’s lower body shook. The sheet beneath her was soaked. Below, her entrance throbbed with pleasure.

“Haa…”

Neither of them was unaware of what had just happened. As Alexei finally lifted his mouth, his warm breath melted into her s*x with steady rhythm.

Avgenia flinched, her vision unfocused from the white bursts of light in front of her eyes, unable to do anything but collapse.

Crazy.

Hadn’t she done this before?

As the mind began to return to reason after the brain-melting pleasure faded—

“Ah, ha.”

Fearing Avgenia might forget him, Alexei gently licked her flushed entrance. As his tongue moved, Avgenia’s navel twitched. Fixing his gaze there, Alexei licked up every drop that flowed from her.

Wet sounds filled the space for a while. Though her m*ans had quieted, they hadn’t disappeared from Avgenia’s lips.

Finally, as Alexei’s tongue swept up her v*lva—

“Haa!”

Avgenia’s hips jerked upward, and then silence fell over the bed.

Only their ragged breaths filled the space.

With her legs spread, Avgenia could only pant, while Alexei slowly rose to his knees.

What was this?

Avgenia, barely able to move her eyes, looked up at Alexei sitting quietly. Naturally, she was waiting for the pressure that would come to her s*x, but he only met her gaze with calm eyes.

What, is this the end? Is he stopping here?

Was he disappointed? Had she moaned too loudly? Did showing her cl*max so shamelessly seem promiscuous? Was grabbing his hair a mistake? Should she have just held back?

…Maybe she really wasn’t good enough?

Or maybe he should have just not tried so hard—how could she help it if it felt so good…

With so many unspoken questions crowding her chest, her heart began to ache.

Yet, just knowing Alexei’s eyes were on her made every hair on her body feel hot. The lingering aftershocks of cl*max refused to fade.

Is he going to continue, or stop?

As the silence stretched, Avgenia’s mind filled with confusion.

Alexei was not free from turmoil either.

‘I’m a dog in heat. Idiot, d*mn it.’

Avgenia had told him exactly how she liked it, but he’d lost control and done as he pleased. After her cl*max, when reason returned, he saw the situation clearly.

If she rejected him now for being inconsiderate, he’d have no complaints.

He’d resigned himself to never reaching this unattainable tree, so eventually, he’d be fine. But—

‘She wouldn’t change her mind again…’

Since hearing Avgenia’s playful instruction, he’d imagined pleasuring her the way she wanted hundreds of times. But when faced with reality, all those rehearsals were useless. Just the fact that what he’d imagined was now real, and her flesh was so sweet and addictive, made him desperate for even one more m*an from her.

Idiot.

‘If only this were a dream…’

Seeing Avgenia lying there, flushed and disheveled, the glistening flesh beneath her silver curls, was so unreal. Yet the aching hardness in his pants proved it was no dream.

What should he do?

Why isn’t she saying anything?

No matter how much she offered to teach him, maybe she’d find him hopeless and unpleasant…

“…Um.”

Unable to bear the silence, Alexei finally spoke.

“What should I do now?”

“Mmm?”

“Do I… stop here?”

Ah.

Only then did Avgenia recall how she’d seduced Alexei.

‘I said I’d teach him from start to finish.’

She’d been so lost in the pleasure she’d forgotten.

She’d mistaken his silence for drawing a line at ‘just this,’ but he was simply waiting for her next instruction.

She hadn’t needed to worry about his reaction at all.

‘Tonight, it’s really all up to me?’

Her earlier despair vanished, and Avgenia steadied her suddenly soaring heart as she slowly tried to sit up.

Or tried to…

“Ugh.”

“Are you alright?”

She’d forgotten the exhaustion that came with deep cl*max. As her arms gave way on the bed, Alexei quickly slipped his arm behind her back.

Now half-embraced, their eyes met close up, both filled with bewilderment.

Neither looked away for a long time. Avgenia’s eyes, red as midsummer roses, and Alexei’s eyes, shining like a coral sea under the summer sun, held each other.

How could they be this close?

Then, Avgenia wrapped her arms around Alexei’s neck.

Ah, was this a hug?

Forgetting all he’d just done, Alexei, almost boldly, hugged her back, embarrassment and hope blooming on his face.

Avgenia’s plump lips stretched into a wide grin as she used his neck for support and sat up.

In an instant, Alexei found himself sitting face to face with Avgenia, confusion filling his expression once again.

Was this really the end?

‘Idiot, you practiced so much in your head, but now that the finish line is in sight, you lose your mind.’

Behind his fixed, blank face, Alexei was fiercely self-critical, swallowing dryly as he tried to suppress all tension.

“You know, Lexie.”

Alexei’s eyes, waiting for Avgenia’s next words, trembled lightly with anxiety.

“Then, shall we go over what went wrong from here…?”

“Pardon?”

“You did well. But there’s something I didn’t get to teach you last time.”

As Avgenia spoke, her face came very close. Her slender arm was still wrapped around his neck…

“Wouldn’t it be more romantic to start from here?”

Still holding his gaze, Avgenia parted her lips, flicking out her red tongue, and before he knew it, Alexei’s lips were pressed to hers.

He kissed her immediately but moved cautiously—softly matching the curves of her lips, imprinting their shape onto his own, gently pressing, then releasing… Then, as if confirming the sensation, his tongue moistened Avgenia’s lips.

The gentle, teasing contact made Avgenia feel a deep contraction inside her navel. Anticipating the heat that would build from this layered sensation, her heart and s*x throbbed in advance.

Avgenia’s entrance hadn’t forgotten the feeling it was prepared for.

“Mmm…”

How could he be good at even this? The world was unfair.