Chapter 1549 - 1541: As Far as the Eye Can See, Eternity Awaits: Just Treat It Like a Dream

On the mahogany bed, Joseph Lancaster lay on his back, while Violet Zimmerman had already taken off the red cloth hanging on her left arm.

The young man kept his phoenix eyes tightly shut, his mind replaying Violet Zimmerman’s desperate pleas:

...Joseph, I’m begging you, if I can’t get pregnant again, your elder brother will divorce me... You know, if a woman is sent back to her parent’s home by her husband, what that means... Joseph, I’m begging you...

When Violet Zimmerman’s head pressed against the bed, Joseph Lancaster finally compromised, leading to the current scene...

Violet Zimmerman was kneeling beside Joseph Lancaster, her palms resting near him, her lips gently falling upon his, cautiously kissing and sucking.

Truly inexperienced, everything driven by instinct, the young man kept his phoenix eyes tightly shut, his slender fingers gripping the sheets below him.

The kissing continued, Violet Zimmerman freed one hand to start unbuttoning Joseph Lancaster’s pajamas, her fingers just touched the collar when Joseph Lancaster suddenly opened his phoenix eyes.

The young man’s slender fingers tightly gripped Violet Zimmerman’s wrist, shaking his head incessantly, "Sister-in-law..."

Knowing the young man’s alarm, indeed, it’s not just her who feels uneasy?

Violet Zimmerman curved her lips into a smile, gently saying, "Joseph, don’t be afraid, close your eyes, just pretend it’s a dream."

Joseph Lancaster tightened his grip on Violet Zimmerman’s hand but eventually released it, shutting his phoenix eyes again, although his mind was recalling scenes from that dream.

In the dream, he pinned his sister-in-law beneath him, feeling an overwhelming rush, as if there was endless strength, despite hardly even hearing about such things, yet suddenly everything.

Recalling the various poses in the dream, Joseph Lancaster clenched the sheets once more.

Unable to describe how he truly felt inside, whether it was unease or relief, Violet Zimmerman’s actions were swift, and in the blink of an eye, she’d already undone three buttons.

The young man’s chest came into view, the skin was very white and delicate, perhaps due to the Lancaster Family’s good living conditions, the family’s men had tender skin, fairer than most women.

Violet Zimmerman’s lips fell upon the young man’s chest, emulating the way Daxton Lancaster had previously done to her, her heart trembled, and Joseph Lancaster suddenly stiffened, his legs straighter than a corpse lying on the bed.

An unfamiliar sensation flowed through his chest, excitement blended with a current, initially wanting to stop the progression, yet... he couldn’t bear it.

The elastic of his pajama pants made it easy, they slid down effortlessly.

"Sister-in-law!"

Feeling what was about to unfold, the young man gasped, but it was already too late.

The palm’s warmth directly transmitted to what she was holding, Violet Zimmerman then understood what a vast difference truly meant.

******

"Sister-in-law, let me,"

Almost nine o’clock, the two inexperienced brother and sister-in-law on the bed clumsily exploring each other, the young man cautiously, restraining his impulses, treating her gently.

A man’s first time doesn’t last very long, around ten minutes, perhaps even shorter.

Violet Zimmerman slowly donned the jacket, saying, "Thank you,"