Chapter 83
“That absolutely… isn’t true!”
At the terrible misunderstanding he had once again caused, Bjorn denied it strongly. Covering his face with one hand for a moment out of self-reproach, he soon confessed his honest feelings.
“What I meant… was that I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to do this to you. I might hurt you, and whether it is right to unleash my base desires. I was worried you might come to loathe me…”
For some reason he had lost confidence at the last moment, and Leila answered without long hesitation.
“I’ve been waiting for this too. Why would I loathe you?”
With that single sentence Bjorn’s courage and impulse regained strength. But Leila did not stop there and whispered even more provocative words into his ear.
“I told you. I started wanting you. I’m curious about, um, physical intimacy shared with the man I love too. I think anything would be good if it’s with you. Would you loathe my desire?”
Her gentle words made the hesitant man tremble. Her desire? There was no way he could loathe that. Rather, it was what he had wished for.
No man could refuse when the woman he loved needed his body. The desire to satisfy her overcame the faint guilt. It was an all too easy defeat.
“Leila, you always lead me to the best path. Since you’ve accepted someone lacking like me, I want to give you every joy I can offer to you.”
With sincerity beyond hesitation, Bjorn pressed his lips to hers again.
Unlike the earlier soft and passive kiss, this one carried determination to move forward, and Leila accepted it with difficulty. The anticipation and fear that followed were hers to bear.
She had spoken confidently, but what would happen next was unknown to her as well. Leila, who had even learned about such relationships from books, could not possibly know beyond that.
If anything fortunate, she at least had indirect experience through reading. If everyone else in the world did it, she and Bjorn could somehow manage too, she thought comfortably.
Moreover, her partner was the man she loved. If it was Bjorn, no matter what happened to her body she could trust him.
Bjorn was also in the same situation of a first time, so perhaps they could learn together. Because he was always polite and dignified, she arbitrarily assumed even in bed he would be reverent and orderly.
Reassuring herself like that, Leila abandoned even the last trace of fear and accepted Bjorn with her whole body.
“Leila…”
His voice calling her name sweetly soaked into her ears. Random kisses landing on her earlobe and rim sent both ticklishness and shivers blooming at once.
The breath breaking against the back of her neck was hot and damp.
When he extended his tongue and brushed her ear, the amplified sound seemed to seize her mind. Hearing could become a sensitive sensation too, that was the first thing Leila learned.
“Right now I am very happy. So happy it frightens me. Are you as well?”
Words far too gentle and soft to accompany removing clothes poured into her ears. At the same time she felt a premonition that something dangerous lurked behind that soft voice.
But such suspicion quickly vanished from Leila’s mind. Wherever the lips traveling down her neck passed, they left burning marks and thought itself evaporated. She did not know why, but if he was disguising himself for something, she felt she could be fooled at least for this moment.
The bodice of her dress was pulled down, and the last cloth covering her chest rustled away. The bedroom lighting was dim, yet that did not lessen the embarrassment.
After undoing all of Leila’s upper garments, Bjorn said nothing for a while. Unable to stop his hands, Leila covered her eyes in embarrassment, but the lengthening silence made her feel puzzled.
“Bjorn…?”
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