Chapter 70

Blair gasped as if her breath were being cut off at the sensation of him pushing into her at a completely different angle. Even so, the movement stirring through her slick membranes only intensified. A low groan poured from the man by her ear, thick with arousal.

“Even if you regret it, endure it for a bit.”

“Ugh, ngh….”

“Right now, my desire seems stronger.”

With that, Edmund straightened his upper body. He grabbed the woman’s plump buttocks with almost violent force and leisurely pushed the rest of himself in. Her entrance, still thick and sticky from lingering stimulation, struggled as it swallowed him in.

“…Hah, ngh, ah….”

“Now that we’ve made it all the way to the bed, I think I know your taste.”

“Ah, ah…!”

“You act like you don’t know anything most of the time, but you actually like it rough.”

His thick member slammed mercilessly into the deepest part of her inner wall. Caught completely off guard by the brutal thrust, Blair’s knees buckled. He let out a crooked chuckle.

“You even like taking it from behind like a dog.”

“Hngh… ngh…!”

“Absolutely obscene.”

Her slender waist trembled violently as arousal juices spilled down her thighs. Gladly using it as lubricant, he rubbed his shaft against the reddened opening, then pressed back in, grinding through the wrinkled interior. He pulled out until the head was visible, then slammed back in until her flushed buttocks hit his pubic bone, over and over again.

“Isn’t that right? You’re the one who tempted me and dragged me all the way to this room.”

“I, I dragged you here? You followed on your own… ah…!”

“At least one thing is clear.”

He lightly grabbed her disheveled hair, neatness nowhere to be found.

“I think we suit each other pretty well.”

Her entire body shook violently with each collision. Along with the raw sounds of flesh stirring and slamming together, her moans followed without pause.

“That’s unfortunate, Blair.”

…Unfortunate? What was? Even as she moaned, she wondered about his meaning. Was it unfortunate that this night would pass as just a single night? Or was it unfortunate to end this relationship, as she had always thought, as nothing more than a one-year contract?

“Don’t tighten up so much.”

His long fingers tapped shamelessly near the busy opening. Blair clasped her hands together and buried her forehead down, cursing herself. Idiot. What was she even thinking?

“Ah….”

The heat pooling low in her abdomen slowly boiled up. He moved his hand forward, searching along her full curves, then pried apart her wet folds and pinched the small, swollen nub. Blair screamed and struggled as her most sensitive spot was assaulted, but it was useless. His massive frame braced directly behind her, bearing down with his full weight.

He rubbed her clit with his index and middle fingers pressed tight together while driving his hips forward savagely. Even when she lost herself and panted helplessly after tasting another wave of pleasure, he lifted her buttocks higher and continued the merciless coupling.

And Blair didn’t hate it. On the contrary, a deep sense of satisfaction surged through her. Just like her, he’d thrown away the neat mask he always wore and was being dragged into the mess completely. He was showing his most honest self. The heat slamming into her and holding her tight was his heart.

“Mm…!”

As the thrusts gradually sped up, some unknown fluid splattered in all directions. Just as Blair reached the brink of climax and shuddered, the shaft that had been driving into her at a rapid pace suddenly pulled out. Warm liquid scattered over her raised buttocks, then slid down in clumps, passing over her perineum and flowing along her thighs.

Blair, too overwhelmed to feel ashamed, turned back to look at him while still sticking her buttocks out. Her eyes met those of the man who was stroking his engorged member, veins bulging prominently. Edmund, as expected, showed no sign of embarrassment. Rather than staring at her soaked opening, he looked as if he were trying to pierce straight through her face as he quickened the pace of his hand. His misty eyes shone so fiercely it made her swallow unconsciously.

After spurting pale semen over her again and again, he finally let out a long breath. He slowly spread her buttocks apart, caressing them as they were smeared with the traces he’d left behind. Tilting his chin slightly, he seemed to admire the sight for a moment, then reached out to grab a towel from the bedside table and wiped away the fluids. Only then was Blair able to lie back against the bed.

Edmund swept his bangs back and sat at the edge of the bed, pulling a cigarette case from the inside pocket of the jacket lying like shed skin. He glanced back at Blair.

“Do you mind if I smoke?”

Still breathing raggedly, she slowly nodded. Instead of lighting up right away, Edmund held her gaze for a moment, then turned away and placed a cigarette between his lips.

Click. With the sound of the lighter igniting, the sharp contours of the man’s face came into view. For an instant, something like regret seemed to flicker in his eyes.

Had she imagined it? She suddenly recalled his remark about how he habitually reached for cigarettes whenever he needed them. Even the first time she’d met Edmund, he’d been smoking alone on a balcony. Somehow, it didn’t seem like a habit born from pleasant feelings.

Swept up in anxiety and impulse, Blair pushed herself up on her elbow and sat up. Watching his profile as pale smoke drifted around him, she moved closer on her knees.

“Let me have one puff too.”

Hearing the unexpected request, Edmund turned toward her with his brows drawn slightly together. He looked uneasy.

“You don’t even know how to smoke.”

“You can teach me.”

“You’re learning all the bad things from me.”

“Just today. I want to try it once.”

Since he’d been the one to tell her to do whatever she wanted today, Edmund eventually placed the cigarette between her lips.

Having no idea how to smoke, she only held the end of the filter in her mouth, just as she had the first time she’d seen him. Edmund looked down at her softly swollen lips and instructed her.

“Don’t use your teeth.”

“…Like this?”

“You need to inhale deeply. All the way into your throat.”

Blair followed his words and took a deep pull. At the same time, the sharp smoke scraped down her throat. As if on cue, she broke into a coughing fit.

“Ah… this is awful.”

Her head spun, and her throat burned unbearably. Tears welled up in her eyes, making it miserable.

“It tastes terrible. I’m never doing this again.”

“I hope you keep that resolve.”

“Still….”

After coughing a few more times, Blair steadied her breathing. The look in her eyes as she gazed at Edmund was more cautious than before.

“I liked the other things.”

“What things?”

“…Everything that happened today. Everything I did with you. Except the cigarette.”

No answer came. With his lashes lowered, Edmund brought the cigarette to his lips, drew in deeply, then repeated the motion of scattering smoke into the air.

“That’s good.”

He spoke in a voice mixed with something that could’ve been a sigh or self-mockery.

“I don’t think I’ll forget it for a long time either.”

It was a vague answer. Or rather, it wasn’t vague at all. It was an answer steeped heavily in the scent of an ending. Blair watched the man smoking with his cheek hollowed, quietly.

The desire she needed to swallow flickered in her throat. The longing for him to promise that they would continue together rose all the way to the tip of her tongue.

But why couldn’t she say it? Why did he keep drawing a line?

Edmund hadn’t said a word, yet her thoughts argued on their own, leaving her unsettled. The man who had so neatly put his face back on as if flipping his palm once their relationship ended felt cruel. She wished he’d collapsed instead. That he’d gotten drunk on her and been shaken apart.

The sound of the cigarette burning continued, and when only a few drags remained.

“Just one more time.”

Blair grabbed his thick wrist. As expected, a rebuke came back.

“You can’t even smoke properly. Why are you being greedy?”

“Not that. I want to do it one more time.”

A faint glint flickered in his misty eyes. After hesitating, Blair reached out. She cupped his smooth cheek and leaned in close enough to kiss him, whispering.

“I want you. Hold me… until I fall apart.”