Chapter 17
I didn't know what Kane was thinking about.
But I could feel his grip tightening, and soon my waist felt his body heat.
I opened my eyes and was shocked to find he had already taken off my dress.
Now I was wearing only shapewear, nothing else.
I had no idea when he'd stripped me.
My face flushed as I tried to cover my private parts with my hands, but he crouched down and forcefully pinned my hands behind my back.
All I could do was squeeze my legs together to avoid his gaze.
Kane suddenly laughed. He looked up, staring at me intently.
"Last time it was too late and dark. I didn't get to see how innocent your color is."
I immediately understood what he meant, and my face turned so red it felt like blood would drip from it.
I desperately tried to close my legs, but he didn't hesitate to slide his hand between my thighs.
I could feel his two long fingers pushing inside my body.
My eyes immediately welled up with tears that were about to fall.
My voice choked as I looked at him pleadingly.
"You said... You promised that before we got married, you absolutely wouldn't... sleep with me."
The moment I said those words, Kane's fingers were already inside me.
He let out a satisfied sigh, ignoring my pleading words, and moved his fingers with a smile.
A sensation I'd never experienced before spread from below throughout my entire body.
My legs went weak, and I could barely stand.
God, this feeling was so good. I'd never felt this good before.
Why was this happening?
That finger seemed to sense my pleasure and kept moving inside me.
My voice got louder and louder.
I could hear wet, sticky sounds gradually filling the room.
And they kept getting louder.
My face burned as I tilted my chin up, unable to suppress my moans.
Just as I was getting lost in the sensation, Kane suddenly laughed softly.
"I knew you'd like it."
With that, he pulled his fingers out, and suddenly, I felt empty down there.
I squeezed my legs together restlessly. Though I didn't want to admit it, I was actually hoping Kane would continue.
Kane raised his hand. His two beautiful, long fingers were covered in sticky fluid.
Though I was inexperienced, I knew very well what that was.
My face turned completely red as I looked away, not wanting to see.
But Kane said, "If you dare look away with those pretty eyes of yours, I promise I'll stick these two fingers in your mouth and make you taste yourself."
I froze in fear, not daring to move.
I could only look at Kane pitifully as he stood up.
He pushed me down, and I fell onto the bed, my legs unconsciously lifting up.
Just as I was about to lower my legs, he grabbed them and spread them apart without hesitation.
I cried out in alarm as my most private area was exposed right in front of Kane.
He stared at the soft flesh between my legs.
After a long while, he finally licked his lips.
His nose slowly moved closer, his eyes showing the smile of someone finally getting their prey.
"I'm in a good mood today, so you can enjoy this. When I promised not to touch you, I meant I wouldn't formally enter your body, not that I wouldn't do these things. I'm a man with normal needs, don't you agree? Cupcake?"
I didn't dare contradict him now, because I was afraid that if I really made him angry, he'd just take me by force.
The promise I'd worked so hard to get would disappear into thin air.
And I knew he wouldn't feel guilty about it at all.
I could only watch helplessly as he stuck out his tongue.
That soft, bright red tongue pressed wetly between my legs.
I could feel him seemingly searching for something.
After a while, his tongue seemed to find the right spot.
My legs suddenly trembled violently, like I'd been hit by an electric current, and an uncontrollable moan poured out of my mouth.
This feeling was even better than before.
And Kane's tongue was just outside my body. What was happening?
After feeling my trembling, Kane smiled and reached out his hand.
His finger landed on a protruding spot down there.
Looking at me with tears about to fall, he said with a smile, "This place is called the clitoris. It's every woman's most sensitive spot. I'm only teaching you this once."
Then Kane's hand began rubbing that spot rapidly.
My mind went completely blank.
I wanted to struggle, but no matter what I did, I couldn't move. Only waves of pleasure washed over me.
Finally, I screamed uncontrollably.
A hot stream came from below, and Kane dodged it quickly.
He looked up at me, nearly losing control on the bed, then glanced at the pool of clear liquid at his feet and laughed softly.
After my body stopped shaking, he came forward and held me.
But when he held me like that, I trembled uncontrollably.
Kane seemed satisfied as he stroked my hair and said, "You really are a slutty virgin."
"Even among those sluts, I've never seen anyone who can squirt like you."
I didn't quite understand what Kane was saying, but I knew it couldn't be anything good.
"I'm not a slut."
Seeing my stubborn expression, Kane laughed. He reached out and rubbed my head.
"In a way, when a man calls you a slut in bed, it's a compliment. Understand?"
As Kane spoke, he pulled my hand toward his crotch.
I could see barely concealed desire in his eyes.
"Your desire has been satisfied, but what about mine? Little nun?"
I tried to pull my hand back and protested, "You're the one who wanted to do these things. Why are you blaming me?"
But Kane ignored me and continued pushing my hand into his underwear.
Finally, I touched that hot thing again.
Kane suddenly pushed me onto the bed. My eyes widened.
Somehow he'd already taken off his underwear and was now completely naked, kneeling with his legs spread over my head.
"The party doesn't start for a long time anyway. Why don't we do something to pass this boring time?"
Looking at his expression, I knew I had no right to refuse.
But when I saw him thrust his hips slightly, pointing his penis at my face...
I was truly scared.
"I don't know how."
After I said that, he grabbed my chin.
"Things you don't know how to do, you can learn slowly, right, cupcake?"