His low-pitched voice resounded with an intoxicating sensuality.

If Laila were to refuse, he would gracefully retreat. But if she accepted, everything would unfold according to his desires.

This is not right. It was not easy to withdraw after taking possession of her lips, seducing her mind, and indulging in the resulting ecstasy. However, I couldn't easily utter the words asking him not to continue. I had come this far in a completely unprepared state, but crossing the line further required courage and time.

I don't know. I'm torn between Cain's powerful allure and fear.

Laila tightened her grip on the front of his shirt.

"I'm not sure."

Her voice grew thin. She worried that her response might upset him, and she herself wasn't convinced either.

"Not the most satisfying answer, but..."

A mysterious smile played upon Cain's lips.

"Today, only as much as you desire."

"What?"

Perplexed by his cryptic words, Laila tried to ask, but he immediately pressed his lips against hers.

"Mmm."

Cain!

Laila instinctively opened her mouth, and his desire-laden tongue plunged deep inside, claiming her as his own. Like a brush, it coiled around her smooth tongue, teasing it up and down. It began exploring every inch as if determined to taste every bit of her being. Unlike before, it was an assertive and rough movement.

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Laila surrendered herself to him, offering her tongue in a frenzy.

"Mmm, ah."

Her strained moans burst forth. Cain gently caressed her tongue as if cherishing it, but then pulled on it forcefully, reaching the very root. His own breath grew heavy with excitement. Stimulated by the sound, Laila eagerly clung to him, desperately moving her tongue back and forth. The intoxicating pleasure emanating from their contact dissolved within her, melting her body.

Cain tightened his grip on Laila's shoulder, imbuing strength into the hand that held her. In an instant, her body assumed a submissive posture as he climbed atop her. Though taken aback, she couldn't resist the deeper intrusion of his tongue as he twisted his head.

In that moment, Laila sensed a resolute determination unlike anything she had experienced before. It emanated from the secret depths between her legs.

"What is this?" she pondered.

As Laila grasped the nature of her sensations, her eyes snapped open. His masculinity, now rigid and erect, loomed above her womanhood. The thin fabric of her nightgown heightened every sensation, amplifying their clarity.

"Hmm, Cain," she muttered.

Though she attempted to free herself by clutching Cain's shoulders and nipping at his lips, she found herself unable to fully break away. His lips migrated to her jawline, ascending towards her earlobe. Simultaneously, his large hand ascended, gripping her breast firmly.

Her body froze in a startled stiffness.

"Haah, Laila," Cain exhaled.

It was at that moment that Laila's thoughts scattered. His voice, calling her name, permeated the air with a sticky fervor. Unlike usual, she felt the presence of a man consumed with intense longing and desire.

As Laila's resistance weakened, Cain nudged her right thigh with his knee. He spread her legs further apart and entered the space between them, meeting her womanhood head-on. The convergence of a woman's femininity and a man's masculinity collided unabated.

Her delicate earlobe was ensnared by his cunning lips.

Cain withdrew his lips from Laila's as if bestowing mercy upon her, gazing at her intently. He relished the sight of her saliva-drenched lips, dilated pupils, loosened corners of her eyes, and labored breaths.

Cain's movements gradually slowed. He lowered his body and thrust his engorged member against her womanhood.

Mmm, a spark ignited within Laila, prompting an unintended whimper.

Cain leisurely teased Laila's body with his lower region, coaxing forth the heat within her. Their lips continued their deep and sultry connection, producing moist sounds.