Suddenly, Capone turned his head and kissed her lips, no longer pretending to look at the endless sea outside. She knelt beside him, enduring his passionate kisses, each one imprinting on her lips, even though their position was slightly awkward.
"Sophy..." he murmured her name between kisses, each time he called her, he would suck on her rosy lips, as if trying to hypnotize himself this way.
Sophia felt a bit stiff and involuntarily shrank back. When his kisses missed their target, his lowered gaze would lift to glance at her, his long lashes fluttering, drawing her in like a magnetic field.
Finally, Capone pulled her into his arms, rolling over to pin her down on the floor, her head resting on the neatly folded scarf.
"I'm not that delicate!" They were so close that they could whisper softly, clearly hearing each other.
"I'm not saying you're delicate, but you're hurt right now, so of course you need to be more comfortable while sleeping... um..."
Before he could finish, his kiss engulfed her. She was becoming accustomed to him like this; whenever they were this close, there was never an opportunity for her to finish a complete sentence. In the end, she was always drowned by the overwhelming tide of his affection!
His kiss hadn't changed at all; it was still as domineering as ever, as if he wanted to melt and consume her delicate lips. Yet, it felt somewhat different now. The warmth overflowing from within was something she had felt before, but at this moment, it seemed especially pronounced.
Especially candid.
His lips were still a bit dry, rubbing against her insistently, and his tongue boldly invaded her territory, chasing her small tongue.
Unlike before, Sophia didn't evade or remain passive. She even didn't want him to exert too much effort. Her tongue actively met his, gently entwining, not very skilled, completely mimicking his movements, soft, with a hint of sweetness that belonged solely to her.
"Why weren't you speaking just now?" He reluctantly released her lips, breathing slightly heavier, occasionally pecking at her lips.
"Huh? I wasn't…" Sophia's gaze dimmed, not wanting him to see through her.
"You clearly were… What's wrong? Who upset you? Tell me!"
Sophia pouted and lightly punched him. Besides him and her, who else could there possibly be here?
"I'm not upset! I was just thinking that my brother and the others haven't picked us up, so they should be worried right now!"
Capone's body stiffened. "You were thinking about this just now?"
"What else should I think about?" Sophia diverted the topic, not wanting him to realize how much his words about life and death affected her.
Capone scrutinized her. Her gaze was evasive, yet she appeared nonchalant.
Even now, did she only want to go home?
He stopped saying anything more, pressing his body firmly against her, leaning down to kiss her lips, her jaw, then her neck and ear.
Her ears were very sensitive; a light lick on her rounded earlobe would leave a faint blush on the contours of her ear and the delicate skin surrounding it, looking as if it had been dusted with blush. As his lips pressed against hers, kissing every inch with precision, her breath became ragged, involuntarily spilling out in gasps that sounded like whispers between lovers in his ears. He could no longer suppress himself; his heavy breaths grew more passionate near her ear, expressing his desire for her.
"Don't do this... you're still injured!"
Sophia wanted to push him away. This man only knew how to take advantage of her. Just a moment ago, she was in so much pain she almost fainted, and instead of resting properly, he was thinking of taking liberties.
"This little injury is nothing! Sophy, I want you..."
He continued to kiss her, his hand slipping inside her clothing, crossing the edge of her close-fitting lingerie, gently kneading one side of her soft body. With his other hand, he unbuttoned her clothes, sliding to her back and gently hooking it, releasing the clasp of her bra. The pressure of his touch grew bolder and more indulgent, causing Sophia to bite her lip and let out a soft moan. "You're so annoying! Taking advantage of me at a time like this, aren't you ashamed?"
Capone kissed the tender red peak of her chest, chuckling softly, "Why be shy? You're already my woman. Besides, we've done this so many times; do you dare say you haven't felt any pleasure? With us adrift, not knowing when we'll return, we might end up on some deserted island, living there for a lifetime, just the two of us. If I want you, do I still have to worry about being shameless?"
"You... you're being unreasonable, hmm..."
Sophia wanted to argue, but his long fingers had already slipped in, plunging deep and playfully twisting at the tip, rubbing against the tender, sensitive flesh, as if directly scratching at her heart!
Sophia shrank back, curling her legs, but she couldn't escape his grip. He leaned down to kiss her, each kiss landing on her most sensitive spots, warm and damp, stirring her body's most primal urges.
His invading fingers felt her body's changes directly, slick juices drawn out and pushed back in, making the motions increasingly smooth.
"Do you like it, hmm? You're getting wet faster than usual, so warm and soft inside..."
"Ah... don't say such dirty things!"
"Only to you!
"Don't speak too soon. With all your flirty little birds, who knows how you woo them? After I leave, who knows how flirtatious you'll be... hmm, ah~"
Suddenly, he withdrew his fingers and thrust deep inside her. The sudden fullness made Sophia let out a soft cry. Capone's fingers intertwined with hers, pressing heavily against her, allowing her to experience that extreme sensation of fullness, with all his vitality focused there, the pulsing blood coursing through her body as if it had come to life.
"Have you seen me with anyone? Where I go to be flirtatious, hmm?" He gritted his teeth, pushing deeper, then completely withdrawing, the motions feeling like a punishment.
"Penny... ah~" She felt like she was falling apart from the force of his thrusts, his body rubbing against hers, his starry eyes fixed on her intently.
"I told you, I've long moved on from her. The last time she hurt you, I punished her for it. Now, I can't even see her at ROYAL!" This girl really had an extraordinary memory.
"When I leave, you can go see her again and bring her back to the house in Meisha, doing this and that!"
Capone was exasperated; had he known she would care so much about what she saw, he shouldn't have brought Penny back for that scene in the first place.
"If you don't leave, there will never be anyone else!"
"Impossible, I must go home!"
Sophia's gaze was resolute, and when she spoke about going home, her eyes sparkled. Capone admitted that her light had spurred him on, his hips moving faster, his lips and hands continuing to push her toward the peak of sensation.
Sophia couldn't take it anymore, her eyes misting slightly, her hair damp with sweat, her lips slightly parted in a plea for mercy, yet stubbornly holding back, her face flushed.
Capone showed no signs of letting her go; instead, he quickened and intensified his thrusts.
Holding her cool, delicate body, he could feel a faint response. But with just a little more effort, she seemed ready to melt beneath him. Capone thought the saying that women were made of water wasn't wrong, but sometimes a woman's heart could be even harder than a man's.
Going home? He absolutely didn't want to let her go!
He pushed her beautiful long legs apart, lifting her hips and placing her legs on his shoulders, making a final sprint.
She was completely forced open, her waist and hips raised, invaded from above by him. Capone lowered his head and could see the intimate connection between them, that delicate and soft place stretched tight, glistening with the juices that continuously flowed, moistening the surrounding flesh.
The visual stimulation made pleasure surge violently, and he felt as if his entire body was soaked in alcohol, soft and dizzy. He couldn't tell whether it was the boat swaying on the waves or something else; at that moment, he didn't even feel the pain from the wound on his arm. His mind was filled with flashes of white light, yet his body remained assertive and determined, thrusting deep to release.
"No, you can't stay inside! Get out... get out... um~"
Sophia, too, was overwhelmed by the tides of desire, her consciousness unraveling. She reached her peak even before Capone, trembling and closing her eyes, as if she could see flowers raining down. It wasn't until waves of heat pooled deeply inside her that she realized, wanting to push him away, but it was already too late. Capone pressed down on her body, rendering her utterly immobile, and even after her climax, he still wouldn't withdraw.
"Wuu, how could you... how could you do that inside?" She looked at him accusingly.
"What did I do inside, hmm?" He wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling her adorable softness pushing against him, as if trying to push him out. Instead, he instinctively thrust deeper, startling her into stillness, then gently caressed her lips, asking, "Tell me, what did I do inside? And why can't I do it inside?"
Sophia felt both anger and shame, reaching out to hit him, striking at his wound. Seeing him stifle a grunt, she panicked and lowered her hand, whispering, "I haven't taken any medication; it's not safe...!"
Capone, however, was unfazed, stroking her lower belly and saying, "Is that so? So what?"
"What do you mean, so what? You could get me pregnant!"
He finally pulled out of her body, adjusted her clothing, and lay down with her, calmly saying, "If it happens, just give birth to it!"