Deceived 77

Chapter 77

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Edmund let out a sigh that could have been self-mockery, then stubbed out his burning cigarette in the ashtray. When he lifted his head again to look at her, his eyes flickered faintly.

...Flickered. Unable to believe what she saw, Blair parted her lips slightly and met his gaze. The more she looked into those ash-gray eyes, the clearer it became. Within them lay suppressed emotion and anxiety, more than mere coldness. What she glimpsed in him was, surprisingly, a fragile heart.

"Edmund."

Her voice was small, almost a whisper. No answer came, so nothing could be heard except the sound of raindrops tapping against the glass.

Blair slowly reached out and cupped Edmund's face. The warmth radiating from his cheek was faint. Blair tilted her chin and pressed her lips to Edmund's. She scattered her breath again and again against the tightly closed lips that refused to yield. Soon, he parted his lips and gently entwined his tongue with hers. As their breaths mingled, his large hand cupped Blair's face. Pressed together without a single gap, they devoured each other's warmth, tracing it with their breaths.

As if it were the natural progression, Blair rose and straddled him. Holding his face with both hands, she buried her lips in his. She bit him as he had done to her, sucked on his soft flesh, then slipped her tongue inside to wrap around his.

From that moment, their body temperatures began to shift slightly. Edmund's breathing quickened as his unrestrained hands pulled up the hem of her nightgown. Lifting her arms to help him undress her, Blair, now in her undergarments, pressed her lips to his again as if rushing back to him. There was no reason left to hesitate. Without either initiating first, they sought each other out, digging in as if searching.

It felt utterly welcome. Only when she touched Edmund did Blair feel complete. She wanted to be held in the arms of a man who seemed desperate, as if he could only breathe through kissing her.

Edmund held her tightly. With his large hands, he held her tightly against his chest, using all his strength to keep her from collapsing, and to keep himself from falling too.

"Ah..."

Edmund laid Blair down on the sofa, holding her with one arm, and slid his lips down her neck. He kissed her sensitive skin, rubbing against it, while his hand moved behind her back. Her undergarments slipped off easily at some point, falling onto the stone floor. His lips trailed down her collarbone and chest, biting deeply into her heaving breast.

"Ugh."

His wet tongue swirled around her nipple, sucking it with relentless persistence. Her trembling hands grasped his dark hair, but his lips pulled away too soon, leaving her wanting more. Then, sliding down her smooth, taut abdomen, he squeezed her slender thighs firmly with his hands, forcing her legs apart. His ticklish breath now lingered on her lower abdomen.

Her entire body flinched. Heat rose from her toes at the increasingly unfamiliar sensation. Blair gasped, staring up at the glass ceiling where the deep blue night sky and pouring raindrops shimmered. It was the moment she felt hands sliding the thin underwear covering her hips to the side.

“…Ah!”

Startled by the sudden wave of pleasure, Blair scrambled to her feet. Propping herself up on her elbows, she sat up halfway and looked down at him in bewilderment. The man, who had been kissing the exposed skin where the thin fabric had been pushed aside, lifted his eyes. Even in the darkness, illuminated only by the cold moonlight, his sharply defined features remained calm, as if asking what the problem was.

"Edmund, why, why…."

She couldn't bring herself to ask what he was doing there. Even with her limited experience, she couldn't have been unaware of the act he intended to perform. The man, who seemed to read her hesitant words like a mind reader, quietly replied.

"Because you seemed to be in pain."

"Uh..."

"I thought I'd properly apologize now."

"Why apologize... like that..."

"Because I feared words alone wouldn't convey my sincerity."

His low breath brushed directly against her private area. Regardless of her surprise, he seized the moment, pulled down her underwear, and continued speaking calmly.

"Blair, you've been so good to me all this time."

“…Wait…!”

Her flustered protests were futile against the unfamiliar caress. The scrap of fabric grazing her knees slid over her feet and fell to the floor.

“You followed me on those tedious inspections, even gave me a tie as a gift.”

The man who had stripped her naked bowed his head. The sensation of his jet-black hair brushing her down there sent a shiver down her spine.

"To turn against you like that... I was too harsh."

"But this... this way..."

"I have no shame."

His chuckling laughter echoed downwards.

"So I must apologize."

"Wait, Edmund...!"

Before she could finish, his brutal lips parted the swollen flesh and bit down hard on the tightly guarded peak.

"Ahh...!"

Her toes curled and her back arched skyward. He buried his face, gripping her thighs firmly. He sucked on the sensitive flesh, then extended his tongue to lick deeply into the opening. Unable to withstand the torrent of pleasure, love juice instantly flowed downward. Edmund twisted his jaw to lap it all up, then pressed his nose firmly against her clit. A moan burst out involuntarily.

"Ahhh..."

Her hands, wandering helplessly in the air, were gently caught by him. Perhaps he held them to keep her from struggling. Every sensation in her body was concentrated in one place, leaving no room for thought. While he greedily worked his tongue, he also stripped off his own shirt and pants one by one, tossing them onto the stone floor. Soaked through, she twisted her hips, driven by an urge to flee.

The dizzying stimulation continued unabated. Her trembling thighs brushed against his earlobes again and again. The long-stimulated nub swelled, tightening her lower body. Simultaneously, the pleasure that had been building exploded with a scream.

"Ahh...!"

Her inner thighs trembled, her mind completely blank, utterly lost. She didn't even have the energy to care about her thoroughly soaked bottoms. Just as Blair was panting heavily, Edmund pulled away from her pussy and raised his upper body. He gazed down calmly at the woman convulsing from a shallow climax.

"Haah... Ha..."

He wasn't staring at her flushed, damp skin, nor her heaving chest, but at Blair's flushed face. His gaze, low and submerged, seemed incredibly dark. Looking into it felt like she might drown in it forever. Perhaps she already was, floundering, deeply submerged in him.

What about him? Did he feel the same way?

The moment she thought that, Edmund reached out as if reading her mind, just as he always did. Her small, delicate face filled his large hand. The touch of his thumb caressing her soft cheek was achingly tender. It was a careful gesture, hard to believe it came from the man who had been offering such rough caresses just moments before.

"Blair."

"...Ah... Haa... Yes?"

"Should we stop?"

She looked up at him with a slightly puzzled expression, having been repeating shallow breaths.

"...Why?"

"Because you're trembling."

Blair blinked, not immediately understanding. After a moment's silence, she realized.

Edmund wasn't referring to her body trembling from his continued touch. He had sensed the love she felt, staring into his eyes, dark as an endless abyss. He had noticed the tremor, the feeling of being on the verge of falling into something very deep.

And he, too, was trembling. It was as if he were speaking to himself. That stopping here was dangerous, that continuing like this would pull him in too far to ever return.

"That... applies to you too, Edmund."

She caught her breath and whispered softly.

"I want to know you more. If we stop because we tremble, we'll end up never truly knowing each other."

"......"

"Are you sure you're okay with this?"

He was silent for a long moment. The fingertips that had been caressing her cheek slid down to trace her jawline. It was a very slow movement, devoid of any trace of raw desire.

Instead of answering, he pressed a kiss to her lips. He continued the kiss, breathing heavily as if gently caressing her. At some point, a heavy pressure surged into her already drenched lower body. Blair swallowed a moan and wrapped her arms around his neck. Edmund held her tightly, their bodies locked together completely.

It was the moment the defenses of a man whose heart had already been lost crumbled.