Lost in the delicious sensation of the bites and sucking on her ear, Eileen barely noticed his hand sliding down to her chest.
With the dexterity of someone who already knows the way, her fingers danced over the buttons of the blouse, undid them one by one.
The blouse, once impeccable and meticulously buttoned up to the neck, was quickly undone.
Impatient, he ripped it open with a single, abrupt movement. The buttons came loose, some hanging precariously by a thread, others echoing, just like Eileen's surprised cry, as they scattered across the room.
Even those she had sewn with such care recently met the same fate.
— Ah, Your Grace… no… Cesare… uh!
Succumbing to the growing urgency, his hands did not hesitate. He firmly squeezed her breasts, a stark contrast to the playful nibbles on her ear.
Eileen's breath hitched, a moan escaping her lips as his fingers brushed against her nipples. An unexpected sensation coursed through her body, arching her back involuntarily. Her buttocks brushed against the man's erection, an instinctive response that filled her with a throbbing desire, a confusing mix of pleasure and frustration.
Each pinch sent a shiver down her spine, igniting a fire that spread through her vagina. It was a connection she couldn't fully comprehend, a delicious tension that both excited and overwhelmed her.
— Oh, stop… my breasts… stop…
She let out a moan, pleading. Cesare, fueled by her reaction, bit her cheek, leaving a sharp sting momentarily, replacing the searing heat in her body.
"You did something wrong, didn't you, Eileen? " he murmured, his deep, husky voice sending shivers down her spine.
— Yes… uh… I-I was wrong… Ah… hum!
Not knowing exactly what her transgression was, she frantically begged for forgiveness. Finally, he released her. As soon as the man stepped back, Eileen crossed her arms over her chest. But it was in vain; his hands were already moving elsewhere.
Her skirt was lifted. Exposed, leaning against the back of the sofa, Eileen let out a small cry when Cesare pulled her panties down, while continuing to speak calmly:
Don't talk about dying so easily again. Understand?
Yes, I won't say it again! Oh... no, my panties...!
— You're too wet. Wearing wet clothes will make you catch a cold.
The absurdity of the man's words mirrored Eileen's earlier claim that the bathroom was full of "interesting things." As she hurriedly tried to stand up, he removed her soaked underwear.
The damp fabric clung uncomfortably to her skin, a cruel reminder of her vulnerability. When the last barrier fell, a wave of despair washed over her. Defeated, she sank back onto the sofa, covering her face with her hands. Shame burned into her skin, and a choked whisper echoed:
Please… don't look.
However, she felt his gaze intensely on her, exploring every detail of her most intimate parts. The exposed, moist flesh throbbed. As she involuntarily tensed, her entrance contracted, releasing the accumulated fluids. The liquid trickled slowly down her thighs.
Cesare remained silent for a long time. When he finally spoke, his voice was hoarse and uneven:
"This is too much... " He made a disturbed sound. After wiping it, he spoke again: "...I wasn't expecting this."
Her long fingers parted her labia majora. The moist, tightly pressed flesh parted, revealing her insides.
"You didn't do this alone, did you? " He let out a soft sigh. The warm air hitting her sensitive areas made Eileen's hips tremble. "Who did this for you?"
At first, she didn't understand what the man was asking. Then, when he pressed for an answer, she realized.
— Hmm, Eileen?
A deep blush rose up Eileen's neck as she revealed her deepest secret to him. Her voice, almost inaudible, betrayed the humiliation burning in her chest. The man's lingering gaze between her legs only intensified her shame.
"That's natural, I've never had hair there before... " she murmured, her words heavy with embarrassment.
Exposed. Lisa. Unprotected. Her most intimate part was on display, a vulnerability she had always zealously guarded, now revealed before him.
Despite having already reached puberty, she remained hairless in her armpits and pubic area. This peculiarity had bothered her quite a bit. Resigned to keeping it hidden in an area that no one else would see, she decided to protect it as her most intimate secret indefinitely.
However, Cesare had found out. Of all the people, he was precisely the one she most wanted to hide from.
'They say there are no secrets that last forever in this world.'
Despair tightened her throat. She had hoped to keep it hidden, reserved for her wedding night, but now it was exposed before him.
The urge to shield herself from his gaze was overwhelming, but her large hands kept her private parts exposed. Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded:
Please… can you stop staring?
She couldn't believe she was showing her wet, aroused vagina to Cesare. It all seemed like a surreal dream.
The longer his silence lasted, the more his insides pulsed, a terrifying yet exciting reaction. A tremor ran through his body, a shameful pleasure blossoming despite his vulnerability.
'My body…' she thought, with a thread of defiance intertwined with her shame, 'is betraying me.'
If his touch had remained respectful, if his lips hadn't explored forbidden territory, perhaps she would still have had a shred of self-control. But the tide had turned, and Eileen felt swept away by the betrayal of her own body.
'All of this is Your Grace's fault, the Archduke.'
A burning sensation of mortification gripped her throat. Burying her face in the pillows, she silently cursed Cesare's name. Unbeknownst to her, something was happening behind her that would have caused her to faint if she had noticed.
Cesare had knelt down and brought his lips to her vagina.
Oblivious, lost in her shame, Eileen let out a sudden cry as she felt his lips touch and then pull away from her entrance. It was unbelievable, but Cesare had kissed her there.
Too afraid to turn and face him, Eileen stammered:
— Stop… it’s dirty there…
Shame fueled her words, a desperate attempt to regain control.
The man's low laugh, vibrating against her back, made her shudder.
"Nonsense, Eileen, " he murmured, his voice hoarse and full of amusement. "You're perfect."
Eileen bit her lip hard. The compliment made her absurdly happy, her heart melting at his words. When Eileen fell silent, Cesare began to suck gently, making sure she heard the obscene sounds he was making.
He sucked and licked, paying meticulous attention to both her entrance and her clitoris. His diligent actions caused her to release more fluids. As if not wanting to waste any of her essence, he penetrated her with his tongue sliding along the soft, pink folds, licking every drop. Eileen's restrained moans echoed through the air.
— Ah…!
Lost in fits of pleasure, Eileen returned to reality when she felt something firm at her entrance. It was Cesare's finger, sliding smoothly into her already moistened opening. Even just the tip of his finger made her whole body tense. Experiencing an intruder for the first time, her body struggled to adjust to the unfamiliar sensation. It was hard to believe that such a small space could accommodate anything, and even harder that it could one day give birth to a child.
Cesare… Cesare…
Dazed and overwhelmed, she called out to him as if the man could dispel her fears. Noticing her discomfort, Cesare moved his finger slowly to help her adjust.
"This is a problem. It's so tight, " he murmured, as if assessing the situation, moving his partially inserted finger in superficial movements. "You can't even fit a single finger in..."
Then he curled his finger inside her. The sensation of her insides stretching made Eileen scream again, overcome with fear.
I'm scared, very scared... Please don't move...
Her pleading sobs prompted Cesare to place a gentle kiss on her vagina, calming her.
— I'm not going to move. Everything's fine. Don't be so afraid.
He kept his finger still, just pressing on a point inside her, probably behind the clitoris. The pressure alone was enough to make Eileen feel something strange, a tingling sensation bubbling inside her.
To be continued…