42. Is It His First Time?

Since that day, Tara never saw Dorothy again.

She seemed to have vanished from the face of the earth, her whereabouts unknown.

Once Chloe and Cassidy found out what she had done, they were thoroughly disgusted and, like Tara, moved out of the dormitory.

Tara only heard news of Dorothy again two weeks later.

"She was sued for fraud by Ming and has dropped out of school."

Killian, having returned from work, held her as he told her the news.

Tara looked surprised. After thinking for a moment, she looked up at him. "Did you do it?"

Killian looked down at her. "I helped out a little in passing."

This "in passing" probably wasn't simple,

Tara thought.

"Don't worry," he looked at her earnestly with his dark eyes. "Those photos of yours she used for the scam will never appear again."

"That's good."

Tara spoke softly, happy dimples appearing on her cheeks. "Thank you, Killian."

She finished speaking, hugged his neck, and leaned in to give him a kiss on the cheek.

Killian rubbed her head with a light smile. "Didn't I tell you not to always say thank you to me?"

Tara stuck out her tongue. "It's a habit."

She muttered softly, having no idea how cute she looked.

Killian stared at her lips, which were moist and vivid after being licked by that small tongue, and his Adam's apple rolled slightly.

It made it impossible to stop himself from wanting to kiss her.

He had only kissed her once today; that was far from enough.

"I'm going to take a shower."

His dark gaze shifted away. He gripped her waist, picked her up to lean her against the pillow behind them, and prepared to go to the bathroom.

But just as he stood up, Tara grabbed his hand. "Wait."

Killian looked back in confusion. "What is it?"

Tara pulled him back down onto the sofa. "Wait for me."

She hopped off the sofa and ran to the walk-in closet in her slippers. A moment later, she returned with an exquisitely packaged box.

Under his curious gaze, she opened the box and took out the navy blue tie she had bought long ago.

"Killian, lift your head up a bit."

So she wanted to give him a gift.

A smile played on Killian's lips as he did as he was told.

His neck was long and beautiful; when he lifted his head slightly, his prominent Adam's apple looked very sexy.

Tara swallowed slightly, her heart feeling an itchy tug of attraction.

Suppressing her fluttering thoughts, she carefully draped the tie over his shirt collar and focused on tying the knot.

However, she stopped halfway through the motion, a look of difficulty on her face.

How was it tied in the tutorial just now?

She wasn't sure. She tried it haphazardly, untied it, and then stubbornly tried again.

After repeating this for a third time...

"Heh."

The young man's low, magnetic laughter suddenly rang out in the air.

Tara's face instantly turned an embarrassed red. She explained, "That last one didn't count. I'll definitely get it right this time!"

Her soft fingers were about to move again when, in the next second, they were easily gathered into his palm by his jade-like fingers.

"Like this."

He looked at her with a smile in his phoenix eyes. His large hand, holding her delicate fingers, moved slightly, guiding her to skillfully wrap and knot the navy blue tie step by step...

Feeling the dry warmth from his palm, Tara’s breath hitched uncontrollably.

"Only one last step left." His dark eyes stared at her quietly. "Do you know what to do?"

Tara's brain was almost short-circuiting from his smile. "Hmm?"

As soon as the sound left her lips, his large hand suddenly landed on her waist. With a slight pull, he lifted her to sit on his lap.

"What are you thinking about?" He looked at her with a gaze as deep as a whirlpool.

The distance between them was suddenly extremely close.

Their hot waists and abdomens were pressed together, their scorching breaths intertwined, and even their gazes were thick with tension.

Tara's small Adam's apple rolled, and she said softly and directly, "I want to kiss you."

With that, she cupped his face with both hands, suddenly closed her eyes, and pressed her soft lips against his thin ones.

Her small tongue tentatively pushed past his lips and teeth, lingering and sucking with incredible sensuality.

Losing his cool from the provocation, he shifted from passive to active, pressing her into his arms with fierce intensity as he kissed her.

The scene, like every kiss they'd shared lately, began to spiral out of control again.

But in the end, he only took that small piece of lace from her beautiful ankle.

He took it away.

And that was all.

Everything was abruptly brought to a halt.

Tara watched the figure fleeing toward the bathroom, her cheeks puffing out like a little pufferfish in frustration.

He ran away again.

She didn't know how many times it had been now.

Always holding back like this—long term, something would definitely go wrong!

It's not like she wouldn't let him touch her; she'd left her physical exam report out on the table several times. Wasn't that hint enough?

Hooking someone until they're all worked up and then leaving them hanging—how detestable!

The more Tara thought about it, the angrier she got. She simply went back to her own bedroom.

He stayed in the bathroom for a long time.

So long that the small piece of fabric was completely unusable.

In the bedroom, having also come to a stop, Tara stared tiredly at the ceiling. After a moment, she finally couldn't help it. Angrily, she posted her pent-up questions to a late-night relationship forum:

[What are some reasons a boyfriend wouldn't want to do it with me?]

[My boyfriend has a unique obsession with my underwear. Is he a pervert?]

[Help! How do I make an "ice mountain" type of guy unable to resist me?]

Less than a minute after her post went live, many netizens began replying one after another.

Floor 1: [Four posts in a row, LOL. I can feel the OP's resentment.]

Floor 2: [Is it possible your boyfriend is gay?]

Floor 3: [Can your boyfriend usually... get it up?]

Floor 4: [Obsessed with underwear? That is a bit perverted, haha.]

Floor 5: [Agree with Floor 2. You might have met a gay guy. If he can't get it up at all, he might even be a bottom.]

Floor 6: [Could it be a low sex drive? Suggest you take him to the hospital.]

Floor 7: [Eh, there's too little info to analyze. OP, tell us more!]

...

Looking at the almost one-sided comments, Tara finally couldn't resist replying under the main thread:

[He's not gay. He's a 190cm fierce man who only likes girls. He loves kissing me and has a reaction to me. I feel like he wants to, I just don't know why he won't do it.]

Seeing her reply, netizens became active again with many responses.

Among the numerous replies, Tara sensitively caught this one:

[Is he a virgin? If so, it's very likely because he doesn't know how, not because he doesn't want to. OP should be more proactive and patient. Just guide him more. It was like that when I was dating my husband. After the first time, he taught himself the rest.]

Tara blinked.

Was it really like that?

Thinking back, her brother did mention once by chance that Killian had never been in a relationship.

So, the probability was high that he was indeed a virgin.

Case closed.

He might really not be unwilling, but just didn't know how!

So, guidance... how should she guide him?

It was her first time too—she didn't know how either!

Just as she was at a loss, Tara suddenly thought of those several gigabytes of un-watched resources Chloe had sent her.

That "yellow-minded" girl couldn't have sent her

only

chaste romance anime, right?

Maybe she could find a few to learn from?