That Lady’s Stalker - Chapter 12
The rough movements prompted involuntary moans to escape her lips, and the tingling sensation between her legs intensified.
“Ugh!”
As Olivia couldn’t hold back and firmly squeezed Asher’s behind, he jumped in surprise, breaking their kiss.
“Oh, Olivia!”
Just moments ago, he had seemed ready to devour her, but now his face flushed like that of a teasing maiden. The contrast only served to stimulate her further.
“Call me Liv. It’s my nickname.”
It was probably because of that fact that she had allowed him to use a name she had never shared with anyone except her family.
“Liv…?”
“Yeah.”
His face turned red as he spoke her nickname. With his tousled hair, wrinkled shirt, and the obvious bulge in his pants, he looked like he could faint from embarrassment.
“I-I can’t believe I’m using your nickname…”
Her favorite voice, one she could never tire of hearing. Nothing about him displeased her.
“We’re going to get closer now, right?”
The sun was casting its last rays, the heat of the moment enveloping them, and the bed was conveniently nearby.
As Olivia guided him toward the bed with a dreamy smile, she whispered,
“I love this time of day. When the darkness swallows the sun, it feels surreal.”
It feels like a dream, being here with you. Olivia said softly.
Asher, who had been retreating slightly, suddenly stopped. There was no more room to escape. She placed her hand on his heaving chest and pushed him down. With barely any effort, he toppled over easily.
Watching him fall back with his feet still planted on the ground, Olivia licked her lips. His eyes, looking up at her with a dazed expression, seemed to draw her in closer.
“This is your first time too, isn’t it?”
Just as Olivia was about to reach for his shirt while sitting on his thighs, he exclaimed,
“Wait! Olivia! Just wait a moment!”
Asher grabbed her hand urgently, his face a deep shade of red, as if he might bleed from embarrassment.
“What is it?”
Olivia knew her expression was twisted in irritation. Yet, she felt no inclination to hide it. Repeated rejections stirred a mix of shame and anger within her, making it unbearable.
“This is too sudden. I… I’m happy just watching you. This is…”
“What are you saying with those eyes?”
She pressed her hands on either side of Asher’s face, leaning in closer.
“Your eyes are saying you want to touch and feel me. You’re being so honest, yet those pretty lips keep saying something else.”
“Please…! I truly had no such intentions. I just wanted to see you. Really!”
“Lies. You sent visit letters on purpose and circled around me. You blushed at the slightest glance from me and enjoyed it.”
“That’s…!”
“And back then, you stood there looking at my body by the lake.”
“…!”
“Just like now.”
Olivia ground her hips against him. His hardened e–ction pressed and rubbed against her soft bottom, eliciting sensations that sent shivers through her. She rotated her waist gently, pressing her lips against his jaw and mumbled.
“You’re the one who confessed your feelings while sending letters unilaterally. You constantly imprinted yourself on me, yet you claim you had no intentions? That’s odd.”
“Ah… Ugh! If you keep this up, I—I…”
She couldn’t stop the movements of her waist from the sensations beneath her. Rubbing against the hardness below her only seemed to relieve the insatiable thirst that had been building. Moreover, Asher’s lewdly contorted expression made it seem as if he was begging her to continue.
As Olivia sat up on his waist and grasped his shirt, Asher suddenly seized her wrist with a firm grip. His large, hot hand completely enveloped hers.
Just when she thought he was pushing her away, an intense wave of emotion surged within her, and a voice much lower than before poured out.
“Haah… no…”
With those words, Olivia’s perspective abruptly shifted. She found herself lying on her back, staring at the ceiling.
Asher mounted her, tearing at the dress that clung to her chest. His actions were wildly aggressive, contrasting sharply with his earlier pleas to stop.
“Asher!”
Olivia shouted in surprise, but his glazed eyes reflected a lack of sincerity.
“Ah, I’m sorry.”
He couldn’t take his gaze away from her exposed chest. He was almost entranced, as his hot hands glided over her curvaceous body.
“Beautiful…”
Asher stripped away the remnants of her dress, taking in the sight of Olivia’s glowing white skin. Even as she blushed in embarrassment, he continued to stare at her, not blinking. At that time, her underwear had grown wet.
There was something that ignited her entire body with heat. Did he feel the same way? Was that why he was looking at her like that? As Olivia tried to guess Asher’s state of mind, he leaned down closer.
“Ah!”
His lips, trailing down her delicate neck, were tantalizing. All her senses followed the path he was taking.
