The Only Delicacy

7 Instincts vs. Conscience

Birds chirped outside the clinic's window where the tree leaves rustled with the wind, making the curtains faintly clatter. Warm afternoon sunlight, from the open window, sent a golden glow towards the large plumped white blanket on top of the bed.

With her eyes closed, the girl felt soft breathing gently caressing her rosy cheeks and the light whispering of her surroundings, which sounded like music to her ears.

She smelled a sweet manly fragrance that was both strong yet mild, making it strangely seemed pleasant to her nose.

She felt firm arms snuggling against her, with one arm wrapping around her shoulders and the other above her mini-skirt, slightly touching her underwear and her cute little buttocks.

She felt one long leg tangling around her right leg, while the other leg was in between her thighs, making her feel trapped and unable to move.

Feeling the heat of the boy gently embracing her with the blanket covering their whole body, her forehead dripped with sweat and her body ached from staying in the same position.

She instinctively moved to a better position, unconsciously and fully separating her reddened lips, that had been kissed a bit too much, away from his.

Impatiently and immediately, she pulled the white blanket down to their waists, untangled her legs from his own and faced away from the direction of the young man beside her in order for her to feel the pleasant cold breeze better.

And indeed, the scent of leaves and lilies coming through the window made her feel much better.

While sleeping, Kevin noticed the slight movement of the girl and instinctively did not want to let her escape from him. So, he readjusted his position and, once he felt comfortable, he tightened his embrace by instinct.

Without realizing it, he was already at a more indecent position.

His head lay above her neck as he slept and the rosy scent coming from her neck and hair made him instinctively bury his head deeper onto her collarbone in order to savor more of her sweetness, making it as if he was placing a hickey on her.

His right arm was fully wrapped around her two large and soft mounds, with his right hand unreservedly touching her cleavage that was revealed through her open and unbuttoned collar and loosened necktie.

Feeling an incredibly smooth and soft sensation in his fingertips, he instinctively dived most of his hands in her polo, making him feel more the area on her bosom just above her bra.

Meanwhile, his left arm, underneath her slim waist, was completely wrapped around her smooth abdomen, with his left hand touching most of her skin up until her ribs, which was revealed through the upward movement of her white polo shirt.

Loving the sensation upon his fingertips, he gently rubbed and felt up her whole stomach and the upper part of her bosom.

Since Kevin tightened his hold, his forgotten long hard rod was now placed in between her lower half that was only shielded by a thin cloth of underwear. This made her feel uncomfortable from the solid, thick, and hard texture trying to thrust itself within her.

She slightly moved her buttocks to escape from the hard rod currently trying to intrude at her behind.

However, her slight movements only made his manhood more enlarged and aroused with passion.

Almost as if his lower half had a mind of its own, his hard rod, which was separated from only a thin line of clothing, slowly pried open her behind by standing more upright with every movement she made.

"Hnn…" The girl unconsciously tingled with pleasure. Her small hands instinctively held his large hands that were mindlessly fondling and feeling her up without permission.

This time, Kevin was now fully awake. Her sweet moan, her wild flower scent, her slight movements, her large lower mounds currently being molested by his own lower half, and her warm hands touching his own had all made him unable to sleep again.

"Sh*t." With his brows furrowed, Kevin mentally cursed the pleasure away, but it was all for naught.

The level of difficulty he had to endure was way past hell mode. Needless to say, his mind and instincts were now filled with indecent thoughts of impatiently devouring the girl in his arms with more than a hundred positions.

Despite not having any experience in this department, he was quite an imaginative and creative young man who had been deprived of sexual pleasures for too long, only because he had yet to find a partner and a lover he was willing to bed with.

Now that he had found 'the one,' it became extremely difficult for him to hold these intense urges back.

As if highly encouraging him, Kevin's instinct gave him every kind of sensation and brought him every kind of pleasure, because his body simply wanted and needed to eat up the delicious food now!

But, the last ounce of his conscience used everything within its capabilities to keep his predator instinct in check. What held on to his instinct was his pride of being a perfect gentleman who would not molest innocent girls amidst their sleep.

He just hoped that the delicious girl before him would not make any more movements, because the confidence he had with his self-control was now declining by a thousand folds.

However, his hope was brutally crushed into pieces.

When the cold breeze faced his direction, the girl's face turned towards him as she inched closer to him in the same position, leaning her whole body against his despite feeling the uncomfortable hard rod behind her.

"F*ck!" With his eyes intensely looking at the sleeping beauty with raw passion, Kevin cursed under his breath.

Just a little more and his long hard rod would be able to push open her buttocks and thrust deep on her insides despite the thin line of clothing forming as a barrier.

As he was about to lose control and just forcefully partake of the beauty in his arms, the girl fluttered her lashes and slowly opened her eyes.

While looking at the ceiling in a dazed state, she unconsciously tried to pull away the hard rod poking behind her. But when she held it, she heard a man groan softly.

"Huh? Am I hearing things?" She absent-mindedly grabbed the rod again and pulled it towards her line of sight, desiring to know what kind of object had slipped onto the bed.

However, it seemed stuck at the man behind her.

Thinking the rod had damage the man who was groaning non-stop, she used even more force to pull it away.

Feeling her hands grip hard on his manhood without letting go, Kevin asked while groaning, "Sweetheart, what are you doing?"

The girl was taken aback.

His voice woke her up from her absent-minded state. She looked at the man lying beside her while both dazed and confused.

Right now, the girl's appearance, for him, was like a seductress.

Her pretty rosy cheeks, partially teary half-opened eyes and effortlessly messy long gorgeous black hair leaning on to one side made his heart pound non-stop.

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