Episode 18

Sebastian kisses Ingrid as his left hand lightly squeezes her breast. When he smoothly slides his hand down her belly, he pulls back slightly to observe her expressions. He touches her intimately and Ingrid is startled, but then begins to relax when he moves slowly on her sensitive spot.

Her moans become shorter, which excites Sebastian even more. She calls out for him between her moans, causing Sebastian to lift her off the ground. His left arm wraps around her waist and his right arm holds her thigh as they leave the shower. Sebastian walks to the bed, gently lays her down, and watches her lying there, vulnerable. He leans over and tastes her mouth again. His hands slide behind her head and down her arms.

With his mouth, he explores her ear, neck, and shoulders. His hands glide along the length of Ingrid's legs as she moves beneath him, squeezing her breasts. With a bit more force, he looks at her intensely in the eyes, concerned whether she is enjoying his caresses or not. With his hands around her waist, he stands up, pulling her to the edge of the bed. His lips travel to Ingrid's breasts and slowly descend down her belly until reaching her navel and descending further, causing reactions she had never felt before.

Sebastian teases her as much as possible, but as he does, Ingrid becomes more and more relaxed. When his lips and tongue touch her intimate area, she raises her hips in a playful moan, encouraging Sebastian to give more pleasure to his beautiful wife. Ingrid's delicate body begins to tremble, announcing her climax. She slightly tenses her legs, savoring that wonderful moment.

Sebastian then lies beside her, pulling her a bit closer, embracing her. They stay like that for some time, amidst caresses, firmer grips, and intimate touches. Their bodies completely surrender to each other. With a sudden gesture, Ingrid turns to face him, touches his face, and speaks in a soft, tender voice.

Ingrid:

I want more, I want to become yours.

Sebastian smiles, lying over Ingrid. He spreads her legs a little, positions himself, bends her knees slightly, and slowly begins to penetrate her, overcoming the initial resistance she shows.

Sebastian:

Is it okay?

Ingrid:

Yes, you can continue.

Her eyes close and she lets out a moan. He feels the warmth enveloping his member and how tightly she embraces him. Sebastian lets out a louder breath when there is no more resistance from her. Her moan was a mixture of pain and pleasure. He remains motionless there for a few moments; they were connected, having become one. Ingrid digs her nails into Sebastian's back, feeling how much he desires her as he pulsates inside her. When he starts moving, she accidentally bites his arm.

Sebastian:

Did I hurt you?

Ingrid:

It's uncomfortable.

Sebastian:

It will get better.

As he resumes moving, he kisses her to distract her attention from those seconds of discomfort, and little by little, she relaxes in his arms. The pain is replaced by pleasure, fear by surrender, and doubt by passion, as if they were made for each other. Every touch, every gesture is like a well-rehearsed dance where every movement is perfect.

Ingrid:

Ahh... Sebastian!!

A change of position puts Ingrid on top, Sebastian's hand on her hip following her rhythm, his eyes taking in every detail, noticing every line on her face, every curve of her body. Ingrid rests her hands on his chest and increases the speed of her movements, announcing her climax once again. Sebastian then flips her onto the bed and starts moving faster, reaching his own limit. Just seconds before exploding, he pulls away. Ingrid only hears his moan, almost like a roar, and a few seconds later, he lies beside her, pulling the sheet to cover their bodies, and they both relax in each other's arms as their breathing stabilizes.

Sebastian: Are you okay?

Ingrid: Yes, I am.

Sebastian: Did you enjoy it?

She turns her head slightly, cupping his face, and kisses him, speaking against his lips.

Ingrid: It was wonderful.

He smiles and holds her even tighter, closing his eyes, enjoying the scent of her skin. They both fall asleep since they were tired. When morning comes, Sebastian wakes Ingrid up with several kisses on her neck and shoulders.

Sebastian: Good morning, my princess.

Ingrid: Good morning, haha.

Sebastian: Let's wake up and take a shower. Luiza will come to call us for breakfast soon.

Ingrid hides her face, feeling a little embarrassed.

Sebastian: What's wrong?

Ingrid: Well, she might be worried since I didn't go to my room, and if she knows we spent the night together, she'll know exactly what we did.

Sebastian: Haha, what's wrong with that, my princess?

Ingrid: It's nothing, but I'll feel awkward, you know.

Sebastian: She's your wife, and I'm your husband. It's normal for us to spend the night together. I think it's time for you to stay here with me, bring your things.

Ingrid: Um… Okay, I'll talk to her, and we'll bring everything here.

Sebastian: Haha, perfect. Shall we take a shower?

Ingrid: Yes, let's.

While the two are in the shower, Luiza knocks before entering the room since there's no response. She brought clean sheets and, when she pulls back the blanket, she sees the stain of blood—a mix of joy and surprise. She changes the sheets and takes the stained ones downstairs to wash. Once she puts them in the washing machine, she starts setting the breakfast table but goes back upstairs with a change of clean clothes for Ingrid since the ones on the floor were picked up to be washed. She neatly folds them on the bed.

As soon as the two step out of the shower, Ingrid looks for her clothes on the floor, but then Sebastian speaks.

Sebastian: Luiza brought you clean clothes. Here you go.

He hands them to her, and she blushes like a tomato, thinking that Luiza has already been in the room and knows everything.

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