Was there some persuasive power in his words?
Or was it some invisible charm? After hearing him, Lola felt as if her wounded heart had been comforted in an instant.
She no longer cared how Aliza had ended up answering his call.
Because she trusted him.
He said the only woman he liked was me!
Though her heart felt like a reed swaying in the wind, Lola had no intention of questioning him further.
“What should I do?”
‘What can I do to make you feel secure?’
Instead of expressing his true feelings, Dylan muttered to himself.
“Would you feel at ease if I became yours?”
At first, Lola didn’t immediately understand his words. But when he started unbuttoning her blouse one by one, she finally realized what he was about to do.
“Isn’t it because I’m not yours yet, and you’re not mine, that our trust is lacking? That’s what I think.”
Could it really be that way?
She wasn’t sure.
Maybe it was because he was a prosecutor, but he always spoke so articulately that no one could refute him.
“I want to make you mine today. If you don’t want that, just say so.”
What was she feeling right now?
Did she dislike it?
No, rather than dislike, Lola felt a bit confused.
“If you don’t want it, I won’t touch you.”
Dylan paused his hands that were unbuttoning her clothes and looked at Lola intently.
This time, Lola didn’t avoid his gaze.
Did she want him?
Even though she was a bit flustered by the unexpected turn of events, her heart didn’t refuse.
“Dear.”
Calling him, instead of giving a positive answer, Lola wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I-I’m a bit inexperienced…”
“I’m nervous too since it’s my first time, but I’ll be gentle, so don’t be too scared.”
Dylan said soothingly to her, who was feeling anxious.
Soon, one by one, her clothes began to come off.
Feeling embarrassed as her body was exposed to the air, Lola covered her chest with her hands, and Dylan frowned disapprovingly.
“You’re beautiful, so don’t hide it.”
His soft whisper seeped into her ears.
Did he even realize that it made her feel even more embarrassed?
With her face turning bright red, Lola didn’t know where to look and buried her head between Dylan’s neck and shoulder.
“Relax.”
Dylan laid her down on the bed and slowly began to remove her clothes. As he took off each piece, his muscular body gradually became visible.
He was a perfect sculpture with no flaws, but facing such an explicit situation for the first time made Lola dizzy and flustered, causing her to hurriedly pull the blanket over her head.
“Lola, I told you not to do that.”
As the blanket was pulled away, his handsome face came closer.
“O-dear.”
Peck!
His moist lips gently touched her forehead before pulling away.
“Trust me.”
His lips, which had touched her forehead, eyes, and nose, slowly moved down. Soon, they parted her lips, and a soft, consuming kiss followed, as if he were devouring her whole.
“Ugh…”
She felt like she was going to suffocate.
Lola suddenly had a chilling thought.
Yet, he didn’t stop kissing. No, it was as if he were a starving beast, mindlessly exploring her mouth.
“Are you scared?”
What am I feeling right now?
There was a bit of fear about the unknown world I had never experienced before.
But if this man were to lead me, I didn’t think it would be that frightening.
I always felt a steadfast belief emanating from him, which gave me a little courage.
Lola shook her head slightly and timidly reached out to caress his face.
She had always touched his face carefully, like a sneaky cat, so as not to get caught when he briefly fell asleep.
This was the first time she was touching him so openly and directly.
“You’re the first woman to touch me like this.”
The tightly locked voice flowed from Dylan’s lips.
The word “first” had a truly strange and mysterious charm.
First. The feeling that word gave was thrilling and pleasant, making Lola’s hand movements bolder.
Her hand, which had touched his face, boldly moved towards his lips and then to his bare chest.
“Ha! This is really driving me crazy.”
A suppressed sound, as if barely holding back boiling desire, escaped from Dylan’s lips.
“Lola, if you keep doing this, it’ll be troublesome. I don’t even know what I might do.”
Every time Lola acted boldly, Dylan would be flustered and his self-control would easily crumble.
He was barely holding back the urge to inhale her breath right now.
But this innocent girl seemed unaware of how dangerous her actions were.
“You wouldn’t do anything bad to me, right?”
It was a statement filled with absolute trust and solid belief directed at him.
Now, Dylan’s patience had reached its limit.
