Trapped between the cold wall and Riftan's sturdy body, Maxi felt a shiver on the back of his neck.
A deep blush crept onto his face as he pressed his thigh into the folds of her bunched skirt.
He brought his lips to hers, murmuring, “Didn’t you put on this ridiculous spectacle to provoke me?”
“I-I just“”
“Just say I'm right,” he said sharply, pressing her against the wall harder as she struggled to free herself.
Maxi instinctively held her breath when she saw a gleam in his eyes.
He was a volcano ready to explode.
“Say you're dressed like this because of me,” he said, his voice like velvet.
His hand traced her waist, and Maxi shrugged.
Although his touch was as light as a feather, she could feel the danger beneath the surface of his restraint.
Blood coursed through his veins, a burning heat spreading to his fingertips.
Holding her chin, Riftan stroked her bottom lip with his thumb.
"Say."
Maxi shook her head, feeling her breasts swell under the weight of his broad, muscular chest.
Narrowing his eyes, Riftan watched her silently for a moment before crushing her parted lips with his.
Like a predator tasting its prey, he slid his tongue teasingly in and out of her mouth.
He displayed an excessive degree of self-control and, strangely, this only increased Maxi's anxiety.
She knew he was desperately holding back his desires, like a jockey forcing a wild horse to calm down.
Soon, this containment would collapse.
His kisses became more passionate, and now he had her practically cornered against the wall.
An avalanche of fear washed over her.
After all her efforts to break down his defenses, now that he was on the verge of losing his self-control, she felt insecure.
Could she deal with the aftermath of Riftan by releasing her pent-up emotions all at once?
When she instinctively flailed her legs in the air, he pinched her lower lip, a dangerous gleam in his eyes.
“Play with fire, expect to be burned,” he whispered cruelly, crushing her harder.
He tilted his head, delving his tongue deeper into her mouth.
Before Maxi knew it, she had stopped trying to push him away, instead wrapping her arms around him to pull him closer.
The burning desire burned away all fear, and the pain turned into intense pleasure.
Riftan was right.
She wanted to see him mad with jealousy, so that he would discard all reason, inflamed with desire for her.
Panting, she began to grind her hips against his thigh.
This unconscious act seemed to demolish the last of his defenders.
Breathing hard, Riftan slipped an arm beneath her, lifting her and leading them out of the dark hallway.
A soft moan escaped her lips.
Every step he took pushed her up and down, the sensitive spot between her legs rubbing against his lower abdomen.
Her face flushed, Maxi stopped moaning to look around the narrow, secluded alley.
They were shrouded in darkness.
The only sound was a soft melody coming from the banquet hall, far away from where they were.
Still, his seclusion did not lessen the shame of his lewd behavior in a public space.
“P-please put me down,” she said, pushing his arms away.
“I would like to walk“”
He didn't let her finish, biting her lip and squeezing her taut breast.
Maxi let out a low moan, digging her nails into his shoulder.
Picking up speed, Riftan quickly pulled her nipple from the thin fabric of her clothing.
Maxi tightened her thighs around his waist.
To her shame, her lower abdomen burned with desire, and her underwear was damp.
With her lips pressed against his, she begged in a low voice, “R-Riftan… please.”
She herself didn't know what she was asking for.
Was she asking him to stop or was she begging to be taken to higher levels of pleasure?
Riftan seemed to believe in the latter option.
He stopped in front of an unfamiliar room and burst through the door.
He closed it tightly behind them and practically threw it onto the bed.
Maxi quickly stood up.
To his relief, the cold suggested that this was an unoccupied room.
She tried to get up, worried someone might break in.
Riftan pushed her back down and slid his fingers inside her dress.Heat rose from Maxi's face to her ears.
With a slight tug, her taut breasts would come out.
Riftan took a deep breath, his tone dark as he asked, “Did Sejuleu Aren give you this dress?”
"N-No!
H-It was a gift from Your“"
Her frantic denial was cut short when Riftan purposely tore her dress.
The cold air caressed her skin, and she flinched from the cold.
The pale moonlight streaming through the window illuminated her exposed torso, making her even paler in the darkness.
Riftan positioned himself over her.
“You must be satisfied,” he growled.
“Are you happy now that you’ve proven that you can make your man crazy with jealousy?”
“I-I just… w-wanted to know your true feelings,” she tried to explain, moving to the side of the bed.
After watching her silently with narrowed eyes, Riftan lowered his head.
“You'll soon know, whether you like it or not,” he murmured hoarsely.
He grabbed her exposed breast and began sucking her sore nipple.
A soft moan escaped Maxi's throat, and she entered his hair.
She couldn't imagine a more erotic scene.
This devilishly handsome man was desperately sucking her pink breast, she thought, looking dazedly at him.
He began to writhe in pleasure, pressing his face against her chest.
As he continued to bite, Riftan pushed a hand between her closed thighs.
Maxi threw his head back.
Thick fingers urgently found their way to her wet opening and, before she had a chance to adjust, began stroking her sensitive folds.
Embarrassed, Maxi tried to dissuade him by grabbing his arm, but he didn't seem to notice her touch.
With her back arched, her toes curling, she felt her already sensitive body being brought to the peak of pleasure.
He pressed his feet against the sheet in search of some small relief from his urgent thrusts, but it was useless.
She tightened her fingers around his fingers and twisted her body.
His limbs began to spasm from the euphoric sensations.
Seeing her reaction, Riftan pressed his solid torso even more against her, teasing her sensitive skin even more.
Maxi screamed, his vision blurring.
She could feel her swollen inner walls greedily tugging at her fingers.
His eyes filled with tears of shame.
She couldn't believe she had reached her climax so easily on her own.
She looked at him, eyes full of shame.
Seeing that he was still fully clothed made her feel even worse.
Realizing she was the only one vulnerable, Maxi reached for the blanket.
Riftan held his arm.
“No,” he growled.
After making her hold her thigh with one hand, he lifted her hips and brought his lips to her opening, which was still spasming from her previous orgasm.
“You asked for this,” he whispered.
“You wanted to see me fall apart at your feet, didn’t you?”
Maxi frantically shook his head.
She felt her abdomen contract as the heat of his breath on her wet folds sent shocks down her spine.
He watched her silently, his dark eyes burning, before his fingers pushed back inside her.
A sharp sigh caught in Maxi's throat.
His lips gently sucked her swollen nub as his long, firm fingers continued his torment.
This was what torturous ecstasy felt like, she realized.
She no longer felt shame or fear.
Forced to accept the relentless waves of pleasure, she could only writhe and tear at the sheets, screams of joy exploding from her.
She was completely at his mercy.
“Damn,” Riftan muttered, lifting his head from between her legs.
Maxi looked at him with trembling eyes.
He had somehow loosened his pants and was now stroking his enlarged member.
The lascivious sight sucked the air from his lungs.
Clenching his jaw, Riftan continued to torture himself for some time, only to give up and climb on top of her.
He pressed his throbbing member against her wet, throbbing entrance, and Maxi grabbed his shoulders as he filled her.Even though he was limp from all his torment, accepting it was still challenging.
Maxi impulsively moved his hips away, but Riftan couldn't wait any longer.
Murmuring something she couldn't understand, he crushed her under his weight and entered her.
Maxi threw his head back as his entire body tensed.
There was a slight pain as he stretched it to its maximum.
She quickly stopped him when he tried to start moving immediately.
"N-No… not yet.
Please do it slowly."
Riftan let out an impatient sigh as if he was the one being cruelly tortured.
His chiseled cheekbones and sharp jaw gleamed in the moonlight, and his black eyes had a subtle blue glow.
Even though his face was contorted from his efforts to contain his explosive desires, he still looked terrifyingly handsome.
Maxi's chest tightened.
She wanted this man, and it didn't matter if this unbearable desire destroyed her completely.
She wrapped her arms around his tense neck.
Riftan's self-control crumbled at her silent consent, and he began to rock his hips.
She could tell he had held back for as long as possible.
Half-buried in the mattress beneath his robust, muscular body, Maxi was helpless as he moved over her like a rearing stallion.
Riftan didn't give her any room to move, only demanding that she accept the pleasure he was giving her.
Pushed to her limits, Maxi clawed at her back, shaking her legs.
As if unwilling to tolerate even these futile movements, he trapped her legs with his strong thigh.
He pulled out of her, only to plunge even deeper.
Maxi bit his lip.
Each thrust left her panting, as her inner walls contracted and tightened around him.
It was like it was their first time.
How had she managed to leave him after such an intense connection?
What madness made her turn her back on him?
She rubbed her lips against his neck, sobbing softly.