[WARNING: This chapter contains R-18 scenes.]
"Are you ready, Ember?" Lawrend asked.
"I-I…"
There was an indescribable feeling inside Ember's body. It was hard to explain, and she could only look away in shame.
"Come sit here on the bed," Lawrend said.
Ember stood up and slowly walked towards the bed. A long string of clear sticky liquid fell down from her slit, creating an erotic scene. Lawrend held her hand and helped her sit on the bed.
"Are you ready?" Lawrend gently asked.
"I'm ready…" Ember responded shyly.
Her arrogant self was gone. She was confident before anyone else, but she couldn't muster up any courage when faced with him. After losing to him and realizing that he was extraordinarily talented, she felt an immense pressure weighing down on her body.
