She cherished the weight of his muscular form. After several passionate kisses, he parted her lips and slipped his tongue inside, a move that brought a wave of intense emotions. The kiss heightened her sexual desire, making her crave him even more.

“Mm… ah…”

The deep, sensual kiss conveyed his longing completely, causing her heart to tremble. She wrapped her arms around him, running her hands over his back and arching her chest to press against him. Silvio let out a low groan from his throat. Feeling his arousal grow against her lower abdomen from her unusually proactive behaviour, she knew he was just as affected.

“…”

As he gazed at her, Silvio lifted her effortlessly, placing her on his lap. She knelt on the seat, straddling his legs.

“Silvio…”

“I need to repay you for that playful mischief,” he said, removing her drawers and positioning her over his erection. However—

“Ah…!”

Idyllia winced at the pain at the entrance, her brows knitting together. It seemed she wasn’t quite ready yet.

“…Is it not working?” Silvio asked.

“I’m sorry…” Despite her heart yearning for him, her body wasn’t cooperating. The burning heat and the lustful gaze from Silvio showed he too was losing patience. Trying to convey her feelings, she kissed him. Silvio responded to her kiss while picking up a small vial from the table.

“…What’s that?”

“It’s an essential oil used for ointments,” he replied briefly, pouring the oil into his palm. The cool, refreshing scent wafted through the air. As she watched his glistening hand, he touched her petals with it. Instead of her natural juices, he was using the oil to ensure she wouldn’t get hurt. However—

“Ah, no…no…!”

The unusual sensation at her entrance made Idyllia instinctively jerk her hips. The moment he touched her, it felt cool, followed by a stimulating heat. She was puzzled by the strong, unfamiliar sensation on such a sensitive area.

“Stay still. It’s for your sake,” he said as she tried to pull away, but his hand followed her movements. Not only did he keep his oiled fingers there, but he also forcefully pushed them into her wet opening.

“Ah, no… what…!?”

“It’s oil used for soothing tired muscles. It won’t have any lingering effects. Don’t worry.”

(Even if he says that…!)

She held her breath, feeling the cold sensation inside her body.

“This… it’s cold…”

“But it seems to be working. You’re sucking on my fingers even more eagerly than usual.”

With his fingers deeply embedded, he stirred her insides. Although there was no pain—

“No, it’s cold… so cold inside…!”

Her lips and folds felt relentless stimulation instead. The unyielding tightness squeezed his fingers tightly in response to the unfamiliar sensations.

“Ah, no… no…!”

Feeling both sharp cold and heat simultaneously, Idyllia clung to his shoulders in agony. Silvio then roughly thrust his hand into the front of her dress, pulling out her breasts urgently.

“These are already hard.”

Seeing her perky nipples, he smiled with satisfaction. He pulled her waist closer with one hand and began to suck on her ample bosom.

“Ah…!”

Idyllia moaned, tilting her head back. It wasn’t just sucking; he bit down gently while his rough tongue scraped her sensitive peaks, making her chest feel like it was melting from pleasure.

“Ah… it feels so good… ah…!”

“Naughty honey is flowing out. This isn’t just oil.”

Teasingly, he spoke while spreading her walls with his fingers. She could feel the trickle of her love juices running down her inner thighs. Her once tight passage was now soft and ripe. Each time his long fingers moved in and out, her sensitive walls, still tingling from the cold sensation, clung to him.

“What will you do? Should I keep playing like this?”

“No…!”

Idyllia clung to his shoulder, enduring an unknown pleasure, shaking her head. When she looked down, his manhood stood fiercely erect. With a face as red as it could get, she begged.

“Please… please help me..”

Her eyes welled with tears, and she pleaded more openly than ever before, making Silvio gulp.

“You can’t control yourself, can you? …Can you put it in yourself?”

The immediate permission was a bit surprising. Usually, she would be teased much longer until she completely lost herself in begging.

“..Yes….”

Before he could change his mind, Idyllia held the firm erection and, steeling herself, began to lower her hips onto it. First, her honeyed entrance was stretched to its limit by the hot, hard rod. Thanks to the scented oil, the walls of her honeyed path, already throbbing strangely, were stretched taut by the slowly descending glans. The deep presence of the swollen manhood, as if welcoming it, made her inner walls tighten and move tantalisingly.

“Ugh..nnngh…”

Idyllia, mixed with sighs, arched her back, feeling a tingling sensation. But the sweet intoxication lasted only until that point.

“Don’t enjoy it alone.”

When she was more than halfway down, he suddenly grabbed Idyllia’s buttocks and pulled her down forcefully. She was impaled, a heavy thrust tearing deep inside.

“Aaaah…!”

The shocking impact deep within made her cry out shamelessly. Her entire honeyed cavity convulsed, squeezing the hot stake tightly.