Chapter 55
Bandel didn't have much experience dealing with women.
Looking at Nina's expression, he could tell she was hurt right now.
But he couldn't bring himself to say any other comforting words. He could only take out his business card and hand it to Nina, saying, "This is my card. If you need anything, you can contact me."
Nina could tell Bandel meant well. She smiled and accepted the card, though her expression still looked somewhat sad.
After Bandel left, he wondered whether he should go talk to Kane about this.
But after thinking it over, he decided against it.
Kane was probably being all lovey-dovey with his new bride right now.
Bandel's guess wasn't wrong. After carrying my slightly drunk self to bed, Kane went to wash up.
Kane had promised me he wouldn't touch me before we got married.
But now we were married.
He was already eagerly anticipating unwrapping this gift that belonged to him.
I felt the constraints on my body being slowly removed. The alcohol made me feel hot all over, and I couldn't help wanting to find something cool to lower my temperature.
My hand suddenly touched a patch of cool, soft skin. I couldn't help but move closer, hugging that person tightly.
I rubbed my cheek against his chest.
Suddenly, I felt something hard pressing against my thigh. I opened my eyes in surprise and saw Kane's smiling eyes.
"I didn't expect my bride to be so eager tonight."
Looking at Kane, my face turned completely red.
Even the drunkenness from the alcohol faded by half.
I remembered the promise I'd made with him.
He wouldn't actually enter my body before we got married.
But today the wedding had already taken place, which meant Kane was going to claim his prize.
I shrank back a little, wanting to hide under the covers.
But Kane held my hand tightly, not letting me escape.
His eyes stared at me with an unclear expression.
Finally, just as I was about to turn my face away, his kiss came down.
I thought this kiss would be domineering and forceful, but unexpectedly, it was extremely gentle.
He was like touching some rare treasure, his lips full of caution.
This kind of kiss was like a caress, making me want to chase his lips and get a deeper kiss.
A laugh came from Kane's throat, full of magnetism.
His hand gradually moved between my legs.
My whole body trembled.
He actually put his fingers inside, stirring continuously.
I had no desire at first, but his movements aroused me.
My legs couldn't help but tremble. I reached out, trying to push away his body pressing on me.
But my movements only made his fingers more nimble, exploring every sensitive spot inside me.
Finally, he seemed to touch a certain place, and I couldn't help but cry out.
This cry was like flipping a switch in him.
Kane let out a low growl.
His lips came to my chest, taking my nipple in his mouth, while his other hand caressed my other breast, kneading that soft flesh in his palm.
Kane occupied both my breasts and the most private place between my legs.
My mind couldn't think of anything because of the alcohol. I could only let him take what he wanted from my body.
Finally, my neck stretched into a straight line, my body tensed up, and my legs trembled continuously.
Kane knew I'd reached climax.
He kissed my lips and said with a smile, "You were pretty quick today. What's this? Are you feeling it too?"
Normally, I would probably hide shyly, but I don't know why today.
Maybe because of the alcohol, I actually nodded.
Desire ignited again in Kane's eyes.
He took off his clothes, revealing his erect penis.
He pressed his penis between my legs and asked in a gentle voice, "Do you know what I'm about to do?"
I nodded shyly, and actually felt some anticipation in my heart.
Kane had clearly been holding back for a long time. He couldn't help but thrust his hips, and his tip pushed into my opening.
God, that thing was really too big.
It was different from fingers or tongue.
I cried out in pain.
Kane immediately stopped.
He could tell whether I was crying out from pleasure or pain.
He looked at me nervously and said, "Does it hurt a lot?"
I nodded.
Kane smiled helplessly. He withdrew the tip that had just entered my body, then lay down between my legs.
His tongue replaced his tip and entered my body again.
That wet, soft feeling smoothed away the pain, and my mind gradually became hazy again.
Wave after wave of pleasure hit me. I couldn't help but reach out and grab his hair.
Kane sucked in a cold breath, clearly hurt a bit by my grip.
But he didn't push my hand away. Instead, he punished me by biting my clitoris.
That feeling of being struck by an electric current instantly swept through my whole body.
I completely lost self-awareness and could only keep moving my lower body, wanting Kane to give me more.
Probably thinking I'd adapted, Kane once again pressed his tip to my opening.
I could clearly feel something squeezing into my vagina, and it felt very full and sore.
But I didn't feel that sharp pain from before.
Kane's penis was like a hot rod, constantly moving in and out of my body.
Nothing was left in my mind except the instinct to chase pleasure.
I don't know how long passed before Kane let out a low growl, and I felt a hot stream squeeze into my body.
My eyes widened, and my pupils trembled. Kane had ejaculated inside me.
I instinctively thought: 'What if I get pregnant?'
But before I could think this through, Kane started moving again.
Oh my god.
When I used to read books, didn't they say men needed to rest for a long time after ejaculating?
Why was Kane like this?
Kane saw the doubt in my eyes and smiled happily. His lips came to my ear and said, "I'm not like those useless men. Enjoy yourself, my dear cupcake."
That night, I really was like a cupcake being tasted over and over again by him.
When I woke up the next morning, I felt very sore between my legs, as if something was still inserted there.
I turned over and felt uncomfortable. Then my body felt like it had been run over by a car.
I gasped softly, instantly becoming fully awake.
Only then did I remember what happened yesterday. My brain felt like it had exploded, and I instantly turned red.
Oh god, I actually did that kind of thing with Kane last night. It was so embarrassing.
My breathing became rapid, and I didn't dare face the man lying beside me.
But Kane wouldn't let me off so easily.
He had already woken up when he heard me gasp, and was now watching me with interest.
When he noticed me looking at him, he smiled.
He pulled me into his arms and said softly, "Good morning, my cupcake. Last night was really worth remembering."