No Such Thing as a Chaste Man! Just Give It Ten Tries! - Chapter 32
But now, there was no need to hold back. As he ripped off his shirt, the final button Seo-ah had not yet undone flew through the air.
“Hnnngh, s-slow down… ahh!”
Seo-ah’s protests went unheard—his hands moved with unchecked intensity. One hand kneaded her brxxst roughly, while the other thrust deep into her core. Though the fluids from her earlier climax had slightly dried, fresh wetness was already beginning to seep out.
His thumb pressed down on her swollen clxt while his two fingers scissored inside her, instinctively preparing her narrow entrance to accommodate him.
“Ahh! Ah, ahhh…!”
Though there had been a brief lull during the ride in the carriage, the intense stimulation she had experienced on the balcony of the Sun Palace had left her body on edge.
The roughness of his touch reignited the simmering heat that had briefly waned, setting her entire pelvis ablaze. Waves of pleasure rippled outward, leaving her lower body tingling all the way down to her toes.
Every time his fingers hit a certain spot inside her, the contractions in her walls sent a sharp, numbing sensation up to her womb.
When his thumb ground against her clxt, her entrance tightened, involuntarily squeezing his fingers. The slick, lewd sounds of his movements filled the previously quiet air of the room.
“Uhhh…!”
It didn’t take long before her juices burst forth again.
Another climax overtook her, leaving her feeling as though her body was melting. The strength drained from her fingertips and toes, making it impossible to move. She had intended to undo his pants and take him in her hands herself, but her arms and back were tingling too much to cooperate.
It was an overwhelming sense of exhaustion, though not unpleasant. On the contrary, the sensation of floating weightlessly on a cloud was oddly delightful. With Ephelinus still suckling at her nxxples and his wet hand caressing her v***a, she couldn’t quite come down from the peak of pleasure.
But there was still a growing desire left unfulfilled—something deep within her ached to be filled, something desperate to envelop him entirely.
The only solution was clear.
“Your Holiness, hurry…”
“……”
“My seduction worked, didn’t it?”
Seo-ah’s breathy plea stirred him. Slowly, as if against his better judgment, Ephelinus sat up. Though he had wanted her desperately enough to consider taking her on the balcony or in the carriage, every time his reason surfaced, hesitation would creep back in.
“You’re… right…”
His lips pressed together in an almost shy grimace, his expression achingly pure. If not for his broad shoulders, firm chest, and the unmistakable bulge outlined in his pants, he might have looked like a man facing some religious trial.
Finally, his resolve seemed to solidify. With deliberate movements, he unfastened the buttons of his trousers, parting the fabric to reveal…
Seo-ah’s eyes widened in disbelief as his length was revealed.
It was as large as she had imagined—maybe even more so. The girth and size rivaled that of a baby’s arm, exaggerated only slightly. And it was… red. Not the pale shade of the rest of his skin but a deep, flushed rose, as if mirroring the color of his tear-stricken eyes.
What stood out most was the prominent veins running along the surface, a stark contrast to the perfect symmetry of the rest of his body. This part of him alone seemed almost raw, primal, in its irregularity.
The broad, mushroom-shaped head at the tip was fully engorged, every contour vividly pronounced, a testament to how long he had held himself back. From the ridged corona to the frenulum beneath, even the slit at the tip glistened with pre-cxm, accentuating its already striking appearance.
Taking in the sheer magnitude of it all, Seo-ah felt an overwhelming sense of awe that left her speechless.
“Seo-ah…”
The man’s trembling voice drew her attention back to his face, where conflicting emotions raged. His features were painted with a potent mix of intense arousal, shame, and vulnerability. Tears shimmered at the edges of his reddened eyes.
“This… monstrous thing… Is it right for me to show you something so grotesque? Is it right for me to defile you with such filthy desires? I still… I still don’t know if I deserve to…”
