An Early Engagement - Chapter 38
As Shirley met Damian’s gaze, a sudden fear welled up in her eyes. Overwhelmed by the pleasure she was experiencing for the first time, she hadn’t noticed the deep, intense, and dark look in her fiancé’s eyes until now. It was a side of him she had never seen before, something she couldn’t have imagined. She found herself in a state of confusion, unable to discern what was real.
It was time to soothe her again, to return to the gentle and devoted fiancé she knew.
“Shirley……”
Her eyes widened at the sound of his voice, tender and apologetic.
“I’m sorry, for doing this to you…”
“Damian?”
This wasn’t how it was supposed to be.
“……”
“You’re so beautiful and lovely, I couldn’t help myself.”
“……”
“You must hate me for this.”
Shirley’s eyes grew even wider, filled with uncertainty. As their gazes locked, she reached out her arms toward Damian.
“No.”
With a weak gesture, she pulled him close, embracing him with all her strength.
“It’s you, Damian…
“….. Shirley.”
It was Damian who found himself taken aback, awkwardly held in Shirley’s embrace.
—
“Damian wants to make me feel good… right?”
“……”
“Damian would never… hurt me… right?”
“……”
Shirley’s words left Damian momentarily speechless. He had instilled this trust in her, and it was a belief he expected her to hold. Yet, facing Shirley’s absolute faith, Damian’s patience snapped.
“So… Damian can do… whatever he wants…”
Her words, uttered between moans, stirred something within him.
Ah, my Shirley. My beloved Shirley.
From the moment he first saw her until now, he had earned her trust through time and effort.
A smile returned to his lips.
“Of course, Shirley.”
He whispered in her ear as he held her tightly.
“I will never hurt you.”
“……”
“I only want to show you something enjoyable.”
Damian gripped Shirley’s b******s firmly and thrust deeply into her.
“Ah!”
The sudden depth of his penetration made Shirley tremble. His hands, wrapped around her hips, held her body tightly against his as she squirmed.
Shirley wants me.
Shirley trusts me.
She believes I won’t hurt her.
Confirming this deep trust that no one else could earn, the last shred of reason within Damian vanished.
Thud, thud.
With each deep thrust, Shirley gasped and tightened her arms around his neck. She was already highly sensitive, and even the slightest withdrawal of his body made her feel empty, causing her to wrap her legs around him and pull him closer. When he plunged deep inside her, she cried out, reaching her climax.
“Ah, Shirley… relax.”
Their bodies, heated to the limit, clung together in the sticky summer night air. The sound of their mingled fluids and the raw, carnal noise of flesh meeting flesh filled the room for a long time.
“Ah, ah! Ah!”
As he released his hot seed deep inside her, Shirley’s body trembled in response. Watching the excess fluid spill out, Damian finally pulled away, revealing Shirley limp and exhausted in his arms.
“Shirley.”
She didn’t respond to his call. Damian pressed his lips to her tear-streaked cheek and held her tightly for a long time.
***
“……”
Shirley woke up to a cool breeze. Looking out the window, she saw the sky tinged with a faint purple hue. Turning her head, she noticed the empty space beside her. She blinked a few times before jolting upright in surprise.
“Ah…”
A sharp pain shot through her body, making her gasp. But there was something more pressing on her mind.
“…Damian?”
Her voice echoed in the still-dim room. Even though she had already seen the empty space, she reached out to feel for him, but there was nothing there. The spot was cool, as if no one had been there at all.
Had it all been a vivid summer night’s dream?
Shirley recalled the events of the previous night—Damian’s voice waking her, his hands undressing her without hesitation, his relentless thrusts…
Could it all have been a dream?
She touched her body, feeling the nightgown still neatly in place, the ribbon tied at her chest. Hesitating for a moment, she quickly undid her clothes.
As her skin was exposed to the dim air, she gasped. Bruises dotted her full b*****s, and bite marks around her n*****s confirmed that someone had indeed sucked and bitten her.
Rip.
Tearing off the thin nightgown, she saw similar marks on the insides of her thighs, like petals scattered across her skin. Blushing deeply, she quickly closed her legs, her heart pounding as if someone were watching.
It wasn’t a dream.
—
It wasn’t a dream.
The events of last night were real. Not just vivid, but actual memories. She had spent the night with Damian.
Yet, he was not by her side now. She had expected him to hold her close after such a night, to comfort her and greet her when she woke up. She hadn’t imagined waking up to an empty bed.
Her small hand clutched the sheet tightly. Where was Damian? How could he leave her like this? She struggled to recall her last memories before passing out.
“Shirley, let me clean you up.”
“Mmm……”
She remembered the emptiness she felt when his body withdrew from hers, and how she clung to his waist. The memory made her face flush.
“It’s late.”
She remembered his gentle kisses raining down on her as her eyes fluttered closed. He handled her as if she were something precious and dear.
She recalled Damian carrying her to the bathroom, washing her, drying her, and even changing her clothes before tucking her into bed. In her half-asleep state, she remembered it all—the tenderness and warmth of his touch, the feeling of being loved.
“……”
Shirley’s gaze returned to the empty space beside her. After treating her with such gentleness and sweetness, how could he leave her alone?
