Returning From The Magic World



Isla then gave Arthur a faint smile before taking a step.

Arthur followed her, curious as to what she wanted besides a walk with him.

"By the way, Amanda's not the vindictive type, is she?" she asked suddenly when they were far enough away from the hotel.

"Are you worried?" Arthur asked back, not sure how to react to her suddenly asking about it.

"No, of course. However, I would rather not have enemies among the people around you," Isla replied with a faint smile.

It seemed that her purpose in talking about it was nothing more than to start a topic of conversation.

"Actually, my problem is gone," she added suddenly.

"What problem?" asked Arthur, looking into her eyes strangely.

"What else, the problem of sexual desire," Isla replied, looking very calm as if she was talking about a common thing.

"How did it go away?" Arthur couldn't help but ask again.

"It disappeared in a natural way, perhaps your magic back then encouraged it."

"I see! But do you feel better or do you get bothered more often?"

"Probably no different from the average person, but I'm a very busy person, so it doesn't always show up. Maybe it shows up when I'm relaxed like this, let alone just alone with you."

"..."

The eyes behind Isla's glasses seemed to show a strange light as she looked at Arthur, something that was hard to explain.

"Did you think of something?" Arthur asked with the intention of just talking.

"Yes!" Isla nodded without arguing while her eyes gazed towards a building that was less conspicuous than the previous building.

It was a more modest hotel.

"How about we go there and rent a room," she said.

That she was so blatant made Arthur have a hard time reacting, wondering if this was what a student at a top university looked like, not hesitating to say what she wanted when she really wanted to.

While Arthur remained silent, Isla looked up into his face, giving him another smile. This time it was an elegant, immersive smile.

"Do you want to do it?" Arthur asked.

There was no way he would shy away when a woman like Isla dared to be so blatant.

"Yeah," she replied, "it would be a shame not to at my age. Honestly, I have a neutral view on this. Why wouldn't I do it when I've found the right guy."

"So I'm the right guy in your eyes?" Arthur could not help but prolong this topic as it was interesting to see the point of view of an Isla.

"You know, western women are supposed to reject men who are already in relationships with other women," he added, reminding her that there were anti-polygamy views here.

The question is whether she doesn't have such views?

"Why talk about that, let's think about that later," she replied, choosing to avoid the topic.

Having said that, she took the initiative to reach for Arthur's hand, holding his palm gently.

She had smooth skin, very comfortable when in contact with him. Although she was not the most beautiful woman, losing to Amanda and several other women, but it must be recognized that she had her own unique impression.

"Come on!" She then pulled Arthur into the hotel.

Her nature in this case was no different from her true nature. She had the courage to take the initiative despite the fact that she had no experience.

In no time, they arrived at the hotel's lobby, something Arthur was a little unfamiliar with as he was used to being taken to luxury hotels.

Isla chose this hotel probably because she realized that her finances were thinner.

Since she was the one who invited, she naturally had to pay.

She let go of Arthur's hand when she arrived at the lobby and walked to the reception desk.

There she booked a room that was actually also just the most ordinary room.

It just so happened that the receptionist who served him looked very sleepy, so the receptionist seemed very unconcerned, not even paying attention to Arthur.

After that, they went straight to their destination room which was next to another room in close proximity.

The room was not spacious, having only a little space with a bed in the center.

Fortunately it had good air circulation, so breathing was quite comfortable.

Isla really paid close attention to detail. Just as they entered the room, she locked the door.

Only, after that she seemed unsure of what needed to be done.

At this point, taking the initiative became difficult due to inexperience.

In the end, she could only sit on the mattress that was only four steps away from the door.

She took off her glasses, placing them on the table before looking at Arthur again.

"When did you decide this?" Arthur asked to start the conversation.

"Certainly not today, but I had forgotten," Isla replied.

"Honestly, you're kind of funny," Arthur said again.

"Why?" Isla looked puzzled at being called funny.

"I don't know..." Arthur shook his head, indicating that he didn't know why he found her funny either.

It's only funny because it looks funny.

Of course, Arthur didn't refuse.

As she looked at him, he started unbuttoning his shirt, surprising Isla a bit since they hadn't even done anything yet.

However, she couldn't help but be enamored as she slowly looked at Arthur's very well-structured body.

Any woman would instantly think about leaning on his chest was something very comfortable.

Arthur dropped his shirt before taking a step towards Isla who quickly experienced a change where the skin of her neck became slightly reddish.

Arthur sat down beside her when he arrived in front of her and immediately made a move.

His hands embraced her waist which could be said to be very slender while his face approached her face until their lips met.

As a woman with no experience, Isla's eyes opened wide with a touch all over her body.

She felt a sensation, a sensation that made her want to make a certain sound.

However, she was also an adaptive woman. She responded to Arthur's touch by holding her body, something which then made her caress uis5 skin.

At the same time, Arthur's hand reached for her breasts which were quite comfortable to touch despite being blocked by her shirt.

Gently, he caressed them, causing her body to tremble while her eyes became wider.

A kiss might still be called a romantic thing, but when her breasts were touched and caressed, it was already a sexual thing.

Isla was both surprised and mesmerized by the sensation so her hands began to move faster in caressing Arthur's body.

Slowly, Arthur pushed her body until she lay down.

He climbed on top of her, kissing her more aggressively while caressing her belly from the bottom of her shirt.

"Ohhh..." She moaned softly as Arthur broke the kiss.

Her face flushed while her breathing became faster.

However, Arthur didn't give her a chance to calm down.

His lips moved towards her neck and kissed her gently.

Her short hair left her neck much more exposed, making it very comfortable to kiss.

His lips moved on her neck, licking it occasionally so that her eyes that were staring upwards became empty over time. Her hand spontaneously grabbed Arthur's head and pressed it gently.

Of course, Arthur still stopped to give her a chance to breathe.

"Did you enjoy it?" asked Arthur with a faint smile as she calmed down a little.

Asked about it, Isla looked a little embarrassed, she rolled her eyes before answering, "for sure I didn't feel bad because it was my own wish."

"I see!" Arthur kept smiling even though her answer was unclear.

His hand moved again to caress her breasts, something she could see because Arthur's body was not pressing against hers.

Slowly, his hands moved to the buttons of her shirt. Then, he unbuttoned her shirt one by one.

Although she was a bit nervous, she didn't try to stop him, only occasionally looking to the side and occasionally looking at her shirt to see how many buttons were open.

In no time, Arthur could see her black brassiere, which looked tight even though she was lying down.

It also made him curious about the two objects underneath the bra.

Before he undid all the buttons of Isla's shirt, he pulled the bra up so that a pair of her breasts appeared before his eyes.

Isla is so shocked by his actions that she is embarrassed to a higher point.

Spontaneously, she covered her breasts with her hands.

"Why are you so focused on that?" she asked with her lips pressed together because what gave her the most sensation was the touch of Arthur's hand on her breast.

Now he hadn't taken off her shirt but he had taken off her brassiere first.

"It's something interesting," Arthur replied calmly.

After that, he kissed her again to make her more comfortable.

When their lips met, her body became softer.

Arthur once again grabbed her breasts and squeezed them harder.

It was really soft without any fabric in the way.

At the same time, he continued unbuttoning her shirt until it was fully exposed.

After that, he broke off another kiss and then helped her to sit up, something which then caused her shirt to fall off her body.

Now, they were both without their shirts on, leaving only their pants on.