Three years ago that night, Aurora cried in desperation, but tonight she appeared as a flower bud waiting to bloom, seeking compassion. Her freshly revealed shoulders, scented from her partially opened dress, carried a hint of shyness mixed with a dash of anticipation. Julian absolutely adored her in this state.
“Aurora, may I?” He didn’t want to hurt her again and would certainly not force her if she were unwilling.
Aurora’s lips slightly curled. “May I say no?”
“You may not.” He sealed her lips with his, leaving her no chance to continue.
The kiss grew more passionate and fiery. Despite the air conditioning being on, she felt her body burning up.
“Aurora, be good,” he whispered in her ear.
For the first time, Aurora realized that this was not something to despise, but something to be cherished with the right person.
…
Time passed, and the clock pointed to half-past three.
Aurora lay weak and powerless on his chest, drenched in sweat.
She didn’t even have the strength to lift a finger. Julian scooped her up. “I’ll carry you to wash up.”
Since he was taking care of it, she didn’t bother exerting herself and let him place her in the bathtub, where he also lay down.
The bathtub was large enough for two. Initially, Julian had decided to spare her, but in the tub, his desires grew even more intense.
“Aurora, just one more time, please? I promise it’s the last,” he pleaded pitifully at Aurora.
If Aurora had known about his stamina, she wouldn’t have agreed in a moment of excitement. “But I’m so tired.”
“How about we play a game where I move and you don’t?” Wasn’t this what Aurora had suggested before?
“Can I say no?”
“You cannot.”
Aurora had underestimated his libido.
His deliberate teasing soon melted her resistance once again.
That night was like a dream for her, drifting in and out, yet she felt incredibly wonderful, wishing to prolong this sensation.
By the time he stirred again, it was nearly five o’clock. The sky lightened early by the sea, and the darkness outside was no longer so profound.
He then carefully wrapped Aurora in a bath towel and placed her back on the bed. Aurora was already too exhausted to open her eyes, cuddling against him like a little kitten.
Finally content, Julian closed his eyes and fell into a satisfied sleep.
Aurora, who hadn’t slept in late for a long time, surprisingly slept until the afternoon. When she woke up, he was no longer by her side.
She really began to wonder if Julian was human at all. Could any human possess such stamina? The traces in the room had already been tidied up by Julian. Only a robe lay beside her, which she draped over herself before getting out of bed. Barely had her toes touched the floor when her thighs lost all strength, and she collapsed in a heap.
“Aurora.” Julian came in just at that moment, catching her in his arms. She finally understood what he had meant by his earlier remark about not being able to get out of bed. She had thought it was an exaggeration, a jest, but now she realized that had he had her twice more last night, she truly might not have been able to rise at all.
“It’s all your fault. I told you no more last night, but you just had to…” Aurora barely managed to sit up on the bed before she started pounding on Julian’s chest. He seemed even more horny than he had been three years ago. Her legs were still weak. She had slept so long, yet there he stood, looking utterly refreshed. The disparity between them was staggering.
“It’s all my fault. I’ll be gentler next time,” Julian said soothingly as he enveloped her hands in his, kissing the back of her hand gently.
“Who said anything about next time?” Aurora huffed coldly. Such things were like an addiction. Once it began, it was terribly hard to stop, especially those who were newly addicted felt the craving most acutely. Julian had spent all morning haunted by memories of Aurora’s charm from the night before.
“We were quite in sync last night. I thought Aurora liked doing this sort of thing,” Julian said, a wicked smile playing on his lips.
“I didn’t enjoy it at all,” Aurora retorted as she noticed his roving eyes and quickly tightened her robe around her.
“Alright, I’ll stop teasing. I’ve prepared your favorite dishes. After eating, we’ll have just enough time to go to his engagement party,” Julian said, glancing at his wristwatch.
It was already four in the afternoon. His mention of food suddenly made Aurora realize how hungry and thirsty she was. She licked her lips. After all the exertions of the night, how could she not be hungry? She rested on the bed for a moment before slowly attempting to rise to have breakfast.
Before her feet could touch the floor, she was lifted into his arms. “Let me take care of you, Mrs. Barnet.”
“Not now, but inevitably,” he said with a light laugh.
Aurora, nestled against his chest, blushed deeply, tapping gently on his chest. “Who’s your wife?”