Passion and Restraint ( 163 )

She glanced back.

And saw him.

Haruki's face.

Tensed. Flushed.

His brows furrowed.

Lips parted.

Breathing ragged as he moved—slow, but deeper with each motion.

Even through the sting, even through the pressure that made her bite down on her lip again.

Kyouko smiled.

Because that face—

That was the one she loved.

Not the smile he showed others.

Not the calm he wore at work.

Not even the teasing grin he gave when they kissed.

This.

This raw, unguarded expression.

The face of a man who was completely lost in her.

You like it… don't you, Haruki?

Do you love it?

Is it good?

Delicious?

Kyouko breathed deeply, exhaled slowly, and relaxed her body even more beneath him.

Shove it as hard as you want, Haruki…

It's okay.

Because this—this is how much I love you.

Inside Kyouko's mind, as she felt him move within her—

If this…