Overwhelmed by the kiss alone, Arlen could hardly react.
The sensation of his slick tongue probing deep into her throat was so stimulating that tears welled in her eyes.
Her fingers, gripping his shoulder, trembled.
He tilted his head, pushing his tongue deeper.
Knowing full well she was gasping for air, he greedily kissed her, muffling her soft sobs.
“Move your tongue like that.” As he instructed her, he slid his hand through her hair and pressed their lower bodies flush.
As she slowly followed his lead, his breathing grew ragged.
He licked away the saliva that had pooled at the corner of her mouth, then moved his hand down her flat stomach, pulling off the rest of the slip and tossing it aside.
Finally, her naked body trembled, completely bare.
Just as their lips became slick with saliva, Liam pulled away.
A silver thread of spittle stretched between them before snapping.
He pushed his hand between her shyly parted legs.
“Uh… Wait, just a moment.”
“There is no ‘moment,’ Arlen Crawford.”
Her defenses crumbled.
His fingertips brushed against the curls at the juncture of her thighs before delving suggestively into the cleft between them.
As he slid a finger up the plump folds, her shoulders trembled.
Before she could process her bewilderment, an unfamiliar sensation washed over her, and her mind went blank.
“AAh… Oh, Liam.”
A tingling sensation, like an electric current, shot through her.
His large palm cupped her, pressing their flesh together as he stroked her gently.
At the strange feeling, soft moans began to escape her.
“Hah… Liam… it feels…”
Liam raised an eyebrow.
His gray-blue eyes, deeper than the encroaching darkness, seemed to pull her into their depths.
“You get wet quickly.”
“It’s… not that.” Her earlobes turned a bright red.
Even so, his large palm, cupping her entirely, massaged her gently.
Every time his fingertips moved, her breath hitched.
Her mind was dazed, her body felt as if it were floating.
“Did a mere kiss arouse you?”
“AAh…!”
As his hand moved slowly, pressing firmly against her, her waist twisted.
She whimpered in embarrassment, and his firm hand gently held her thigh down.
“Hold still.”
Liam grabbed Arlen’s chin as she tried to pull away, fixing her gaze on him.
Her brow furrowed in fear, but what escaped her lips was a sweet moan.
“Hah, oh…”
The hand caressing her center was gentle yet persistent.
A heated moan bloomed from her throat at the pleasure rising from his fingertips.
With his free hand, he squeezed her firm breast, the flesh rising plumply between his long fingers.
He pressed his lips to the rosy peak, and her small nipple was swiftly taken into his mouth.
At the sensation of his hot tongue, the corners of Arlen’s eyes twitched.
“Aah, if you… suck them like that…”
“Suck them?” Liam asked, rolling the nipple in his mouth as he looked up at her.
His expression was mischievous, tormenting her while nonchalantly demanding an answer.
“Hmm… It’s embarrassing.”
“No, it’s not.
It’s beautiful.”
At the relentless pressure of his mouth, she flinched and squirmed.
The nipple, now a hard, prominent peak, swayed with her movements.
Her breathing grew ragged.
His finger traced the slick, vertical line of her, parting the delicate folds to reveal the glistening entrance within.
He pushed deep inside, stirring, and a soft, wet sound echoed in the quiet room.
“Hah… Aah!” A delicate moan answered the dull heat pooling below.
The breath puffing from between her teeth grew hotter.
In a daze, the skin around Arlen’s eyes flushed.
His finger rubbed against her inner walls, probing and stroking.
At the wet sound of her response, her hips hitched.
All her nerves were focused on where his hand roamed.
Not forgetting to rub her plump clitoris with his thumb, Liam steadily moved the finger he had inserted.
The explicit sound of their intimacy echoed in the room.
The vaginal opening, which had been clenched, slowly began to relax.
“Aah.
Ahh…” Her groaning voice gradually changed into a heated, nasal sound.
Her inner walls were rubbed by his finger as he parted her, probing and stroking.
Liam slowly drew out her pleasure as she trembled.
A thrilling shiver ran down her spine.
The hot, explicit sensations continued.
As she began to whimper, he must have felt her excitement building, for another finger pushed inside.
A wet sound answered him as he pushed another finger inside, the slickness of her response soaking his palm.
Every time Arlen gasped, her opening tightened, and she could feel her core becoming thoroughly drenched.
“Ahh… Liam… no more…” Arlen whimpered, her cheeks flushed with an embarrassment she couldn’t handle.
The unfamiliar, hot sensation bloomed throughout her body from his fingertips.
Her buttocks tensed, her toes curling.
“Ahh… Stop…”
Her cheeks were as flushed as her heated body.
Taking in her pitiful cries, Liam lightly sucked on her earlobe.
She flinched, panting.
With just a single finger movement, her stomach hollowed as her breath came in rough pants.
“Shh.
There’s no need to hold back.”
“But—’oh’, aah!”
With his repeated ministrations, her clitoris tingled and her lower parts burned.
As he rubbed her relentlessly, she felt a final, complete release.
Her sense of shame, already shattered, scattered with her bursting moan.
Driven to the point of losing her mind, Arlen was lost to everything but ragged breaths.
It was no use trying to suppress the climax cresting within her.
“Mhmm, ahh, wait…”
At the pleasure coiling around his fingertips, her toes curled.
Just when she felt she couldn’t hold on any longer, another unknown thrill shot through her.
Her hips, having reached a shallow peak, hitched lightly.
“Hah… aah…”
Experiencing her first climax, Arlen finally shed the tears that had been welling in her eyes.
Her body, lost in pleasure, trembled delicately.
“After all that effort, I expect you can handle this.” Looking into her completely unfocused eyes, Liam untied his robe and shrugged it off.
Into Arlen’s dazed vision, still swimming in the afterglow, came a well-toned upper body, defined with firm muscle.
Her eyelids fluttered at the sight of his powerful frame.
The body, hidden beneath his suit, was so overwhelming it drew a silent gasp from her.
Her gaze traveled past his prominent Adam’s apple to his face.
In the low light, the shadows made his features appear even more distinct.
His gray-blue eyes, beneath lowered lids, were as deep as the abyss.
His sharp nose, his strong jawline, and his full lips—every part of him was bewitching her.
“Is the appraisal over?”
His voice snapped her from her reverie.
Understanding his meaning, her face burned.
Had she been gawking, as if falling for his handsome looks all over again?
Liam slid his knee between her parted thighs, spreading her legs wider.
The sight of her glistening flesh, leaking clear fluid, was utterly debauched.
Faced with a body that trembled at the mere touch of a finger, his own was already beyond stiff, swollen, and taut with need.
“Oh… Please be gentle.”
“That’s impossible.
It will hurt the first time.”
His gaze trailed downward, and Arlen’s breath hitched at the sight—the full, throbbing length of him, flushed and rigid, every vein stark beneath the skin.
“By the end, you might be the one begging for it,” he smirked.
She had thought she was prepared, but the reality was completely different.
The thought of his unbelievable size actually entering her sent a wave of terror through her.
“W-wait a moment.”
“Arlen Crawford.
I told you, there is no ‘moment.”
As if his consideration had been a one-time courtesy, Liam pressed the thick head of his erection against her damp entrance, rubbing until it was buried between the folds.
As their genitals ground against each other, a tingling sensation pulsed through her.
After repeatedly pressing against the narrow opening, he thrust his hips forward without warning.
He pushed into the tight entrance.