I Need the True Ending to Graduate - Chapter 52

Lucia gave a small nod instead of answering. Whether from embarrassment or arousal, a faint blush spread over her smooth cheeks.

Ruad lifted her into his arms, showering her face with kisses as he walked toward the bed. Then he carefully laid her down on the soft mattress.

Because it was still before sunset, even with the canopy drawn, every inch of Lucia’s body was revealed under the sunlight.

Ruad climbed over her naturally and asked, “The room’s a bit too bright. Should I close the curtains?”

“No. It’s fine.”

“Women usually feel uncomfortable in too bright a place.”

“Are you uncomfortable looking at my body?”

“No.”

“Then it’s fine. Just do it.”

Although Lucia replied coldly to his quick answer, Ruad couldn’t ignore the feeling that something was off. In the end, he got up, closed the curtains, and locked the door.

He even drew the canopy curtains, which had been pulled aside earlier. Even though it was still daytime, the room became dim.

Watching him, Lucia commented briefly, “You’re more considerate than I thought, Ruad.”

“I told you, I like you.”

“So you closed the curtains because you thought I’d feel embarrassed?”

“…Yeah.”

Lucia’s question hit right on the mark, and Ruad replied honestly, though a bit shyly, unable to meet her eyes for a moment.

Seeing him like that, she smiled faintly, stretched out her hand, and gently caressed his cheek.

“You don’t have to be that considerate.”

“Still, when it’s the first time, it’s better to leave a good memory. That way, the next time will feel even better. A little consideration like this is natural for someone you like.”

“….”

This time, she didn’t answer. She only smiled quietly, her lips curving softly.

There was something strange flickering in her brown eyes as she looked up at him, but Ruad didn’t understand what it meant.

He only thought that her gentle smile was beautiful.

After a moment of silence, Lucia spoke again.

“Since you’ve done one thing to be considerate toward me, I’ll do one for you too.”

“…What kind of consideration?”

Before Ruad could even fully voice his curiosity, Lucia grabbed the back of his head with the same hand that had been caressing his cheek. Then she lifted her body slightly, pressed her lips close to his ear, and whispered, “Do to me exactly what you’ve imagined doing when you looked at me.”

“…!”

“I’ll forgive you for whatever you do on this bed.”

Those hot, daring words ignited something deep inside Ruad. His vision went hazy for a moment.

At the same time, he felt the desire he’d been pretending not to have—burning and erupting like a volcano—explode from within him.

Ruad wrapped his arms around Lucia’s body and answered in a low, dangerous voice, “You’d better not regret saying that, Lucy.”

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“Ahhk, hh… Ru… Ruad… haah!”

Thud, thud, thud.

As Ruad’s movements forcefully spread Lucia’s narrow inner walls and struck every sensitive spot inside her, Lucia let out a broken moan, shaking her head before soon reaching her climax.

Her inner walls clenched tightly to their limit, biting down on Ruad’s length. Between their joined bodies, clear fluid seeped out, running down to wet the skin between her thighs.

Because of that, the area beneath Ruad was drenched with the liquid she had spilled, yet he didn’t care in the slightest.

He pushed his shaft back into her tightening flesh, forcing her open again, and thrust hard toward her cervix. The sound of their slick friction mixed with the obscene slap of skin meeting skin.

Lucia barely had time to feel the lingering pleasure before Ruad started moving his hips again. Overwhelmed by the sensation that had gone past her limit, she sobbed, her eyes red and watery as she flailed her limbs.

“Ru… Ruad, I… ah, I just came….”

“I know, Lucy. I can feel it. Your tight pussy is gripping my cock like it’s trying to rip it off. It feels amazing. Right after you come, your inner walls are the most sensitive. If I keep stimulating you here, it’ll feel even better, Lucy.”

“Wait, just… ah, a little break… haa, ah, ngh! Haa, ahh! No, stop, ah, ahh!”

Not long after her climax, Ruad’s rough thrusts continued without pause, and the overwhelming pleasure hit her like a crashing wave.

Lucia shook her head as if trying to endure it, gripping the bedsheets tightly, but soon her trembling waist lifted again as she reached another climax.

The mixture of semen and her own fluids overflowed, dripping between their joined bodies and staining the bedding.

When Ruad finished releasing inside her, he pulled out slowly and leaned back. Her entrance, stretched open by his member, twitched faintly before slowly closing each time she breathed.

It was understandable. After all, they had been on the bed for hours without rest.

Even so, Ruad still wasn’t satisfied.

As proof, his cock, which had just finished releasing, was already hardening again.

Wiping away the sticky fluids clinging to his member with one hand, Ruad bent down and kissed the corners of Lucia’s reddened eyes.

“Ah, Lucy… Lucy… why do you feel so good? You’re too cute.”

“Haa….”

Lucia, still lost in pleasure, seemed unable to come to her senses. Her unfocused eyes stared blankly into the air.

Her chest rose and fell heavily, strained from her rapid breathing, but even that sight stirred him further.

If he could, he wanted to lock Lucia here and spend all day kissing and licking her. He wanted to make her cry endlessly from pleasure until she couldn’t take it anymore.

Either way, Ruad’s desire was simple.

To have Lucia completely, without restraint.

That was all he wanted.

“Lucy, just one more time. Only once more.”

“Once…?”

With tired eyes, she repeated the number as if trying to count. Her long lashes, soaked with tears, fluttered faintly.

Ruad kissed her cheek and the curve of her ear over and over, coaxing her softly.

“Yeah. Just once. Only once.”

“….”

“After one more time, I’ll let you rest. Okay?”

Seeing Lucia hesitate, Ruad, uncharacteristically, smiled playfully and tried to charm her.

It was something he’d never do in front of anyone else, but being alone with Lucia made it come so easily.

Watching his teasing expression, Lucia finally opened her mouth. Her voice was hoarse from all the moans she’d been crying out.

“But I’m sore down there right now. I don’t think I can do any more.”

“Ah, really….”

Before he could hide his disappointment, Lucia said something he never expected to hear.

“Instead, I’ll use my mouth.”

“…What?”

“Just once. You can finish inside.”

Then, without hesitation, she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue.

The inside of Lucia’s mouth was strikingly red. Her tongue was just as red.

Between her parted lips, her dark, round throat opened and closed repeatedly, probably because she was swallowing the saliva that had pooled inside.

That sight resembled Lucia’s lower part so closely that Ruad unconsciously swallowed hard.

He still couldn’t believe it. The fact that Lucia was offering to take him in her mouth.

‘How can reality be better than a dream?’

Lucia had told him she’d forgive whatever he did on the bed, but he had never once intended to make her do this.

It was something he’d never even imagined, not even when he had a wet dream out of the blue, or when he masturbated to the Lucia created by his own desires.

But Ruad’s instincts were honest.

After a brief moment of shock, he found himself bracing a hand against the headboard, sliding Lucia’s head between his thighs, pressing the flushed tip of his erection against her tongue.

Every time the soft texture of her tongue brushed against him, the tip of his shaft twitched with excitement.

“I’m going in, Lucy.”

“Mmph…!”

As soon as Lucia nodded, Ruad pushed his member into her mouth.

Her warm, wet tongue skillfully licked the head and wrapped around the shaft. When the tip touched the back of her throat, she bobbed her head, tightening and relaxing the opening.

It felt as though he was thrusting into Lucia’s vagina.

He had only put his length into her mouth, yet he already felt like he might release. The twitching at the tip grew stronger, and the urge to come rushed in waves.

On top of that, looking down and seeing Lucia’s face wrapped around his cock was unbearably erotic and beautiful.

Her small mouth stretched wide to take him in, her throat expanding to swallow him whole as her face brushed against his hair down there, and when she looked up at him through her lashes like that, he nearly lost control.

‘No. You have to hold it in, Ruad Rochef.’

It was supposed to be just once. He couldn’t blow his only chance already.

And to finish as soon as he entered, Lucia would definitely think he was premature.

‘I can’t let that happen. A man’s got his pride. Never that….’

Gathering every ounce of patience and endurance he had, Ruad tensed his stomach. His brows furrowed tightly on their own.

“Haa.”

Letting out a deep sigh, he gently brushed Lucia’s hair back and asked for permission.

“I’ll move, Lucy. If it’s too much, hit me anywhere. I’ll stop right away.”

“Mmm….”

Lucia nodded.

With his cock in her mouth, he couldn’t tell whether she was answering or just moaning, but the sight was so adorable that Ruad let out a small laugh. She looked just like a cat holding a fish in its mouth.

“Does it hurt when I touch your head like this?”

“Mmm-mmm….”

This time, she shook her head. Thankfully, it didn’t seem to hurt.

“That’s good. Then I’ll start moving.”

After giving another gentle warning, Ruad began to move his hips.