The carpet was soaked with cold water, but no one paid attention to it.
- Ilex.
Now Tilia could smile seductively without even trying. It was incredibly easy to do - she only had to lift the corners of her mouth, giving free rein to her desire to get what she wanted.
- Now I'm completely clean.
Tilia wrapped her arms around the neck of a man who was much taller than her. The water from her body soaked his clothes, but Ilex didn't seem to care, his beautiful pale gray eyes focused solely on her dark green ones.
Tilia, meeting his gaze, licked her lips with her red tongue again.
- So now we can...
Her white legs stood on tiptoes, her swollen red lips approached his lips. Right before their lips touched, Tilia whispered into his tense ear.
- What should I do next?
This was the trigger.
In an instant, Ilex had his arms wrapped around her body and his lips pressed against hers. Her lips burned again, but even the pain became pleasure. His strong arms wrapped around her slender waist and his thumbs tangled in her hair.
"More".
Tilia, feeling that he was penetrating deeper, tightened her arms around his neck.
“More, give me more of you.”
Give me as much of yourself as my desire requires, as much as my aggressive thirst wants.
Was it her imagination? Somewhere in the background she thought she heard the sound of a glass bottle rolling on the floor. But the sound had no effect on either of them.
Their feelings were completely focused on each other.
Ilex Davenport's tongue was thick and hard. There was no point in describing the tongue that way - it was supposed to be soft, but there was no other way to describe how roughly and insistently it invaded her mouth.
His tongue, which penetrated deep into her mouth, explored every corner, eventually capturing her own tongue and pulling it out. He then sucked it in different ways.
- Mmm...
The sensations were overwhelming - sometimes he pulled so hard that her tongue hurt, sometimes his touch was so soft that it tickled. It was like a mischievous, cruel game.
One thing was clear: Tilia was as immersed in what was happening as he was.
Even without any basis for comparison, she knew. This man is a good kisser.
She found herself instinctively grabbing him by the hair and pulling him closer to her. He responded to her despair with a satisfied smile that she could feel through their closed lips.
Tilia was so lost in the ecstasy of her first kiss that she couldn't think clearly.
It was then that the arm that was hugging her thin waist slowly began to move upward.
She didn't need to see to know exactly where his hand was going. Everywhere his hot fingers touched, she felt as if a brand was being burned into her skin, leaving a fiery trail behind it.
The hand slid from her waist up her back, over her ribs and to her chest, where her curves began.
While his hand, full of insidious desire, moved over her skin, as if studying, Ilex, without blinking, did not take his eyes off Tilia.
- Hmph.
Finally, when his hand lifted her chest as if to support it, Tilia responded by curling her toes as if feeling a sudden pain.
She felt her nipples contract as if from cold. Her sweaty thighs rubbed against each other, but she didn't realize it, a sigh escaped her lips like a moan.
- Is it nice?
Ilex, who was sucking and biting her lips, reacted immediately.
- Do you like it, Tilia?
The pale gray eyes fixed on her were full of incomprehensible joy, like those of a child who had finally received a long-awaited toy in his hands.
At that moment, when she looked into his eyes, the devil inside Tilia took control of her body again.
- …Here.
Letting go of his hair, Tilia grabbed his large hand, which only touched the bottom of her breast.
- Touch me here.
With her white hand, she guided his fingers to her hard, erect, pink nipples.
- Here... torment me.
At these obscene words, Ilex's expression hardened, as if he was furious. The excited, childish expression he wore while caressing her breasts disappeared.
Just when Tilia was about to become worried about the change in his behavior...
- Agh!
Ilex's hand moved suddenly.
- Do you want me to torture you?
- Aaaah...!
The large hand that had previously been so delicate, as if holding a tender bird, now squeezed her entire breast with force. White skin bulged between his thick fingers.
It was an obscene sight, so vulgar that it was almost impossible to look at.
- Say it. Do you want me to tease your nipples?
- Y-yes... I want you to...!
Before she could finish her sentence, Ilex hung his head hungrily. And he immediately took her reddened nipple into his mouth.
- Aaah!
He tortured her as she asked.
His sharp teeth sank tightly as he alternated between sucking, as if trying to drink, and biting with his fangs. Meanwhile, his other hand continued to mercilessly maul her other breast.
The way he relentlessly teased her soft white breasts seemed almost vicious.
- Aaah...
As he pinched her nipples and licked her areolas, Tilia's pale legs trembled and she squirmed uncontrollably.
She felt herself getting wet, not just wet, but completely wet between her legs. The fact that she was getting turned on by the man she hated so much while he sucked her breasts was something not real.
It was like a dream. A nightmare that leaves you with cold sweat and vague memories after waking up.
- Ay...!
As if sensing Tilia's attempt to deny reality, Ilex bit her areola quite hard, leaving teeth marks.
-Where are you going?
- Aaah, no...!
Ilex growled, yanking Tilia's hips as she tried to back away from the pain.
- You asked me to suck them.
He licked her reddened breasts, covered in handprints and teeth marks, and looked at her intently.
- I did exactly what you asked. What's there to complain about?
Smack. He made a loud, deliberate sucking sound as he pulled away. Then, with a light tap, he patted her legs.
- Spread them apart.
Spread? What?
Out of excitement, Tilia looked at him blankly, unable to understand the words.
Ilex looked at her for a moment, then slid one of his long legs between hers. He lightly patted her on the calf, forcing her to spread her legs.
Her face turned red in embarrassment as he treated her like a child.
For a moment she was overcome with shame, which she forgot in the heat of the moment.
Tilia bit her lip as she felt the liquid run down between her legs.
It was fluid that had accumulated in her genitals.
“Is it because I sucked you or...,” Ilex asked curiously, casually playing with her swollen nipple, “have you been so wet all this time?”
The hand that had been squeezing the nipple slid down.
A sinewy hand slid over the white flat stomach, past the prominent pelvic bones and finally reached the barely visible tuft of hair between the legs.
Knock-knock. His fingers tapped lightly on the mound, and Tilia's breath caught in her throat.
The artificially induced desire was strong. Even in a situation where she should have been angry, where she should have slapped him and run away, her body was aroused.
I'm out of my mind.
Tilia closed her eyes, feeling her mouth water despite his careless touch.
Trying to grab onto the last thread of reason as if it were a lifeline, Tilia sighed and said:
- Just... put it in.
Ilex's hands froze on his stomach, his eyes widened in surprise.
- What?
- Just put it in.
There wasn't much time left. Tilia, deciding that it was better to get this over with quickly, opened her bloodshot eyes and looked at him intently.
- I'm ready. Just insert it...
- Let's see.
- Oh, what are you doing...!
But before she could finish her saucy sentence, Ilex pressed his middle finger against her wet slit.
- Aaah, haaa...
- You're wet, just like you said.
- Ah!
Without warning, his finger slid into her wet entrance, and Tilia instinctively grabbed his wrist.
While her back twitched from unfamiliar pain, Ilex gently stroked her.
- But it's still too tight for me.
At this moment, while his middle finger remained inside her, Ilex rubbed her hidden clitoris with his thumb.
- W-wait... it hurts.
- I don’t know which guys came in and out of here before...
Tilia, stunned by the unfamiliar sensation, grabbed his wrist with both hands.
But his thumb was merciless, he pressed on her sensitive spot, as if hammering nails, not paying attention to the fact that she squirmed.
-They must have been pretty pathetic, huh? You're so narrow.
- Aaah...!
As he quickly moved his thick fingers, rubbing her sensitive spot, Tilia's thighs trembled uncontrollably. He smiled at her reaction and removed his hand.
“If anyone saw this, they would think you were still a virgin, Tilia.”
Even when he made stupid remarks, his hands remained gentle.
He effortlessly lifted the falling Tilia into his arms and took a step forward. Without even looking where he was going, his direction was unmistakable: the bed.