“────…”

Idyllia turned her tear-streaked face away. Was this just part of his game? He always seemed to enjoy proving how unsuited her body was for a nun’s life.

“…Very well.”

Silvio loosened the front of his trousers and revealed his fierce arousal.

“Now it’s time for you to satisfy me.”

“Ah…”

Her recently climaxed bud throbbed painfully, and her entrance kept contracting involuntarily. He pressed his burning, iron-like hardness against her wet opening.

“Take me to heaven,” he said, thrusting sharply inside.

“Ahh…”

Her wide-open thighs stiffened at the scorching heat pressing into her, but her insides had already become accustomed to him, even though only a few days had passed. His vigorous erection, aided by her nectar, plunged deeper and deeper.

“Ah… ah…”

The entry of his powerful heat pushed her insides to their limits, but she knew all too well that this pain was a prelude to pleasure. As she took him all the way to the root, the heavy pressure made her gasp, and she climaxed from the joy that climbed up her spine.

“Ah… ah…!”

“Did you already ascend? That was quick.”

Silvio smirked and began to move his hips triumphantly.

“You’re supposed to make me cum.”

He plunged deeply inside her, then pulled out to the tip’s base.

“Ah…”

As he thrust in and out, rubbing against the sensitive parts of her insides, goosebumps rose all over her body. The repeated motions brought another unbearable wave of pleasure, causing Idyllia to writhe on the table in agony.

“Does it feel good?”

“…Yes, ah… yes…”

“If you live a pure and virtuous life, you can’t experience pleasure like this—”

Silvio, too, seemed to be captivated by the melting sensation of the well-prepared honey pot and its movements, which drew his heated rod deeper. He savoured the tightness of her passage with deliberate, languid thrusts. When their gazes met, filled with simmering lust, the sensuality he felt was conveyed through his desire. The thick, searing pleasure was different from the direct sensation of having her intimate parts licked; it brought a deeply satisfying feeling. As the pulsating heat of his member moved in and out with sticky sounds, Idyllia arched her throat and moaned. Silvio sucked on her raised breasts, his tongue lingering on her skin. This transmitted a lascivious intoxication to her lower belly, making it ache and clench around his desire. He groaned sensuously.

“Don’t rush me.”

Silvio held Idyllia’s blush-coloured thighs and gradually increased the intensity of his thrusts. The heat, which pressed against the tight walls of her honey pot, pulled back and plunged back in forcefully. His large, prominent tip ground against her sensitive spot behind her navel, causing her hips to jerk repeatedly.

“Ah, ah, haah…”

The intense thrusting shook her violently, causing waves of dizzying pleasure to overflow endlessly. As her hips moved frantically, holding onto his hardness, sweet shocks of pleasure filled her mind each time his tip hit deep inside.

“No, ah, ah…”

Grabbing her bouncing breasts, Silvio said with a mix of a bitter smile,

“Don’t come on your own. You always finish by yourself too quickly.”

Despite his words, he thrust unexpectedly deep, probing the sensitive depths.

“Ah, ah…”

The overwhelming sensation in her deepest parts sent a spine-melting shiver through her. At the same time, their lower regions rubbed and ground against each other, stimulating her already engorged clitoris, flooding her brain with blinding heat.

“Ah, I’m coming…!”

As she screamed and writhed in ecstasy, Silvio continued to press the tip against her weak spot deep inside. Her nectar gushed out, causing Idyllia to stiffen repeatedly from the piercing pleasure.