Staking her claim (3) *

I didn’t give her a chance to react. My fingers found her soaked entrance and slipped inside with ease, curling just right to hit that spot that made her gasp and clutch at me.

“R-ruki!” She hissed a moan, calling me by my name. Her hips quivered against my hand, her composure shattering as I pumped my fingers in and out while my thumb circled her clit with just enough pressure to make her tremble.

Her hand on my cock faltered and her strokes grew more erratic as she struggled to keep up. I took advantage of her distraction, leaning forward to capture her lips in a passionate kiss.

No matter how much she denied it, we already both know how we feel about each other. All this was just a game at this point. A game where I’d make her flustered enough to be more honest in words rather than just her actions.

Our tongues clashed as though we wanted to devour each other.