"W–why'd you stop?" My voice was breathy, almost a whine. My thighs were trembling. I was right there.
He sucked his fingers into his mouth, watching me with hooded eyes. "Do you think you deserve to come already?"
I didn't even answer. My brain was half-melted. My body throbbed with need.
Haruki's warm and slick fingers hovered near my thigh. He leaned in close until his lips brushed my ear and I could feel his smirk. "That little body of yours is too sensitive. You'd explode if I kept going."
I shivered violently, biting my lip.
"Is that what you want?" he whispered. "You want to lose control and make a mess all over my hand?"
"You're such a tease."
He chuckled softly. "You have no idea."
He kissed down my neck, his breath making my skin feel ten times hotter. My heart beat so fast I was sure he could hear it.
"Say it, Aiko," he said, voice low and smug. "Beg for it."
"N-no," I muttered, half embarrassed. "Why would I beg someone like you?"
He stopped behind me for a second. Then I felt his hand come down, smack, right across my ass. Not hard enough to hurt, but hard enough to make me yelp.
"Wrong answer, brat."
I moaned without meaning to. "H-Haruki!"
My mind spun. I didn't know if I hated him or wanted to drown in him. His hand massaged where he slapped and then went lower again, two fingers sliding into me this time without warning. I cried out, arching back against him as he pumped slow and deep.
I clutched the sheets, panting. He pulled down my shorts and I kicked them off completely before slipping his fingers in again.
"You wear those tiny little shorts and come into my room. Into my bed and grind on my cock."
"I didn't mean to come in here," I whimpered.
"But you didn't leave either."
His fingers sped up. I moaned even louder now.
"You were gonna come all over my fingers like a needy little slut. Maybe I should leave you hanging longer."
"Please…. No," I cried.
"Oh?" He chuckled darkly. "There's my dirty girl."
His free hand slid around to my throat gently, holding me in place while he fingered me ruthlessly from the front. "Now tell me how bad you want it."
I couldn't take it anymore. My body was already spasming, heat building between my thighs like a fire.
"I want it," I gasped. "Please….. Haruki….just let me cum!"
His thumb circled my clit. "Cum on my fingers, Aiko."
I screamed, my body convulsing as my orgasm ripped through me, harder than anything I'd ever felt.
"You hear that slick sound? That's your wet little pussy begging for my cock," his hot breath fanned my ear. "Good girl," he groaned, moving harder.
"Please… fuck me," I begged.
He growled like a man possessed, pulling his fingers out, grabbing my hips, and shoving his boxers down in one rough move.
I heard the sound of his cock slapping against his abs and my whole body tensed in anticipation.
"You want it raw?" he asked, his voice sinful.
"Yes… fuck…. please!"
He lined himself up and pushed in slowly. I was so wet he sank in halfway before I even had time to process the stretch.
"Holy fuck…" he groaned. "You're so tight."
"Ahh…!" I cried out, my nails digging into the sheets. My eyes rolled back. "Too deep!"
"Take it. You wanted this, didn't you?"
He slammed the rest of the way in and I screamed.
"F…Fuck, Haruki!"
He paused, letting me breathe. Then he bent down, kissed my shoulder, and whispered, "Good girl. Now take every inch like the filthy little crush-obsessed brat I always knew you were."
His cock filled me slowly, inch by inch, and I swore I saw stars. My leg was draped over his, my back to his chest as he held me flush against him, completely locked in.
Haruki groaned against my ear, his voice low and ragged. "This pussy was made for me, wasn't it?"
His arm was wrapped tight around my waist, the other sliding under my neck like I was his toy. My whole body shook as he held me still and fucked me from behind. In slow, deep, possessive strokes that made my stomach tighten and my pussy clench.
"Answer me, Aiko," he said, teeth grazing my shoulder. "Tell me who it belongs to."
"You," I gasped. "It's yours. All yours."
"Damn right it is." His hips snapped forward, and I cried out again.
He thrust harder, deeper, never letting me escape. His body molded perfectly to mine, one hand gripping my thigh to pull me wider open as he fucked into me with a brutal rhythm that left no room to hide.
Slap. Slap. Slap.
The filthy sounds of skin meeting skin echoed around the room, my moans tumbling out like I'd been possessed. He was thick and perfect and hit that deep spot that made me see black.
His lips brushed my ear. "You thought I didn't notice how you looked at me? All those little glances. That lip bite. Walking around the house like temptation in human skin."
His fingers found my clit and began circling. I jolted forward.
"Ngh… ah, fuck!"
"Look at you taking my cock like it's your full-time job."
He pinched my nipple and rolled it between his fingers as he thrust faster. My body trembled from the intensity, and I sobbed out his name.
"That's it, baby," he said, his voice velvet-dark. "Let me fuck the good girl right out of you."
He reached up, took my chin, and turned my face to him. My lips were parted, eyes glassy. He kissed me in a filthy and demanding way, his tongue claiming every inch of my mouth while his cock fucked me from behind.
"You're squeezing me so tight," he growled against my lips. "You gonna come again, huh? Gonna soak me like a little needy slut?"
I nodded helplessly. "I… I can't hold it!"
"Don't. Let go for me."
His thumb worked my clit mercilessly as his cock pounded deeper, faster. I came with a strangled cry, my thighs shaking, my entire body convulsing in his arms.
"Yes… fuck, yes!
My vision blurred. My body trembled. His cock was still buried deep, twitching inside me as I came down from the high.
But then… he didn't stop.
"Haruki—w-wait," I gasped.
He tightened his grip on my waist, his breath hot against my ear.
"Oh, sweetheart," he murmured darkly. "I said come for me. I didn't say I'd stop."
And just like that, he started again.