Chapter : 81 : Make Me Feel Wanted!

The warmth between them didn't fade. Instead, it deepened, a quiet throb of unspoken longing hanging in the hush of the room. Outside, the night air whispered through the slightly ajar window, a cool contrast to the heat blooming beneath the covers. Rika shifted, her hand splaying against his bare chest, feeling the slow, rhythmic rise and fall as he breathed.

His fingers gently traced down her back, lingering at the small of her waist where her pajama top met soft, exposed skin. She didn't pull away. Instead, she leaned closer, lifting her head to look into his eyes. Her gaze shimmered with hesitation, but beneath that, a spark glowed—need, affection, and something even deeper.

"Can I kiss you?" she asked softly.

He hesitated, searching her face, but her expression was open, honest, trembling with sincerity. He nodded. "Yes."

Her lips brushed his gently at first, tentative and warm. Then again, firmer, slower, with a drawn-out breath that escaped her nose. Shin responded in kind, his arms tightening around her waist as her hand slid up to cradle the side of his face. Their mouths moved with the quiet patience of discovery, learning the shape of each other's longing.

Rika whimpered into the kiss, a soft, high sound as her thigh brushed his hip. Her skin tingled, heat pooling deep in her belly. She broke the kiss, panting lightly. Her lips were swollen and damp.

"Onii-san," she whispered. "Touch me… please."

His hands moved slowly, deliberately, slipping under the hem of her pajama top. His fingers trailed upward along her warm, taut stomach, causing her to shiver. When he reached the swell of her breasts, he paused.

"You sure?"

She nodded, biting her lower lip. "I want to feel you… while I do it."

Shin leaned forward, kissing her again—deeper this time. Their lips slid together, tongues meeting in soft pulses. His palms cupped her breasts through the thin fabric of her bra, thumbs brushing slowly over the hardening peaks. Rika gasped into his mouth, hips shifting instinctively.

"Take this off for me," he murmured between kisses.

She sat up slightly, lifting her pajama top over her head and tossing it aside. Her hair fell in messy waves down her back as she leaned forward again, mouth searching for his. He kissed her hungrily now, hands returning to her bare breasts. He slid his fingers under her bra and pushed it up, letting her full, sensitive skin press into his touch.

He palmed them gently at first, his thumbs teasing her nipples in slow, circling motions. Rika moaned, muffled by the press of their mouths. Her hand slipped beneath her shorts, fingers sliding past the waistband of her panties. A sharp, involuntary gasp escaped her throat.

"You're already wet," Shin whispered, his voice husky against her lips.

"I know," she breathed. "I've been since you kissed my head… I just… I couldn't stop thinking about you."

He kissed the corner of her mouth, then her jaw, then her neck. Rika tilted her head to the side, giving him access as her fingers worked slowly below. Wet sounds began to fill the space between their moans and kisses, subtle and rhythmic. Each flick of her fingers sent a tremor through her, but it was his hands on her chest that made her squirm.

"Harder," she begged.

Shin responded, squeezing her breasts more firmly, pinching her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Her breath hitched.

"God, that feels so good," she whimpered.

He pressed her back slightly so she lay against the pillows. Her legs spread naturally, knees bent and feet flat on the bed. Shin leaned over her, never breaking the motion of his hands as she continued to touch herself. He kissed her lips again, then down her throat, between her breasts, tongue teasing her flushed skin.

The air filled with the wet, needy sounds of Rika's fingers moving inside her panties, the subtle creak of the mattress under their shifting weight, and the soft moans shared between kisses. Her nipples were flushed, pebbled and slick from his mouth and fingers. Each suck made her arch her back, chasing more of that intoxicating sensation.

"Tell me how it feels," he murmured, one hand caressing her breast while the other brushed hair from her face.

"Like I'm melting," she whispered, eyes fluttering. "Your hands make me ache in the best way… I want to come while kissing you."

He kissed her again, slow and deep, holding her jaw as her breathing grew ragged. Her thighs tensed as she rocked her hips, chasing the rhythm of her fingers.

"I can feel you clenching," Shin groaned against her lips. "You're so beautiful, Rika."

His words sent her spiraling. Her moans grew louder, desperate. Her free hand gripped his shoulder as she lost herself in the overwhelming combination of his hands, his lips, his voice. Her eyes rolled back.

"Onii-san… I'm… I'm gonna—"

He kissed her through it, one hand pinching her nipple just as her climax hit. Her body arched into his, legs trembling, toes curling as wave after wave pulsed through her. She cried out into his mouth, hips bucking. Her fingers slowed but didn't stop as aftershocks made her shiver.

When it finally faded, she collapsed against the pillow, chest heaving, skin damp with sweat. Shin kissed her temple, brushing a hand down her side.

"Are you okay?" he whispered.

She nodded, too breathless to speak at first. Then, with a shaky laugh, she whispered, "I've never felt that before… not like that. Not even close."

He smiled and pulled the blanket up to cover her. She snuggled into his chest, wrapping her arms around his torso, her legs tangling with his.

"Thank you," she said, voice barely above a whisper.

"For what?"

"For letting me feel like I can be myself."

Shin kissed the top of her head again, just like before. "Always, Rika."

She closed her eyes, still trembling slightly, but now with a full heart and a quiet, blossoming peace.

Outside, the wind rustled the trees. Inside, two hearts beat in rhythm, tangled in warmth, vulnerability, and something dangerously close to love.

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END OF CHAPTER : 81 : MAKE ME FEEL WANTED!

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