CHAPTER 54: CH-54

"Take off your pants"

Standing up, she reached for the waistband of her pants.

Her fingers moved with intent, slipping them down over her hips and along her soft-looking legs.

Now she stood before me in nothing but her black panty.

"Take off your panties."

She slowly pushed it down her thighs, revealing inch by inch her smooth, flawless p*ssy that was already wet from our earlier kiss.

As the fabric reached her ankles, she stepped out of them, her eyes never leaving mine.

"Come here," I patted the bed beside me.

I traced a finger lightly along her arm, feeling the subtle shiver it caused.

"You’re very hot, you know? I bet a bunch of guys have tried to get under your skirt."

"There were some who tried to ask me out," she admitted quietly, eyes fixed on her hands.

"But between work and school, I never really had time. I’m not into dating, not really. So I don’t even understand why I’m drawn to you like this."

Her brow furrowed slightly, and she bit her lip, trying to understand her own feelings.

"It’s called true love," I whispered, just before pressing my lips to hers.

My fingers traced down her neck, across her collarbone, and dipped into the valley between her marshmallow like breast.

Goosebumps rose on her skin as her nipples hardened against my palm.

"Tell me what you want, May," I whispered, my breath hot against her ears. "Tell me what you’ve always wanted."

She hesitated for a moment, her eyes flashing with uncertainty. But then she closed them and whispered, "I want to be useful to you."

"Good girl."

My lips brushed over her protruding nipple, tasting the faint salt on her skin.

"I was sweating before I came here," she murmured, trying to pull away. "I should shower first."

"No need, I like how you smell." I gently caught her wrist before she could slip away.

In the same stance, I slid two fingers to her lips. Her mouth was warm, and her tongue twisting around my fingers.

A thin line of saliva slipped down her cheek. Temped, I drew my face closer and licked it away.

Her muffled moans filled the air as my other hand delved into her soaking wet p*ssy.

Both of her holes were pleasured simultaneously, drawing out cute cries.

"Don’t hold it. You can come anytime you want,"

Her hips bucked upwards, trying to escape. But I held firm, my fingers dancing inside her meaty slit.

Finally, she couldn’t take it anymore. Her legs trembled, and her entire body quivered uncontrollably, spurt after spurt leaked on her thighs.

"I’m sorry for peeing on you," she cried, her voice trembling with embarrassment.

I chuckled softly, reaching out to pat her head gently. "It’s not pee, May. It’s called love juice. You release it because you just love me that much,"

"But—"

"There’s nothing to be sorry for. This is all part of the experience, and it’s beautiful."

Her cheeks flushed a deeper shade of pink, and she nodded sheepishly.

My hands were still wet and sticky from her juice, but instead of feeling disgusted, I licked them clean.

"That’s dirty!" she tried to stop me.

"No, it’s not. It came from you."

She blushed and looked away, embarrassed.

"We’re not done yet." I pushed her onto the bed and positioned my manhood between her damp legs.

"Look how fucking hard I am, all because of you. You better take responsibility for this."

Before she could even answer, I thrust hard and fast. Blood spilled out, and it dripped onto the bedsheet.

"There goes your virginity." I groaned as I watched her bite the sheet to stop herself from screaming.

Already, I could tell that she was a seeker.

Her p*ssy was incredibly tight, a trait that was both rare and exquisite, often found in those with athletic builds or those naturally blessed with certain physical attributes.

She was subconsciously making her inside clench around my c*ck, a vice-like grip that intensified the sensation by a factor of two.

Each movement, each involuntary contraction, sent waves of pleasure coursing through me, making it hard to maintain any semblance of control.

But she was not only gifted one.

"What is this? Did you put something inside?" she gasped.

"Silly, this is just my c*ck,"

She blinked, processing my words, and then her eyes widened even further.

"Wait... There’s no way... This is too big,"

Her hands reached down, trying to grasp the reality of what she was feeling, her fingers barely able to encircle the base.

"How... how is this possible?"

"When there’s a will, there’s a way,

My thrusts grew harder and more intense as her face revealed so many emotions at once.

Pleasure, pain, excitement, confusion, anxiety, and so on.

My voice got low and rough as I spoke dirty words that made her face turn even redder.

"You like that, don’t you, May? You love when I’m inside you, when I’m making you feel this good?"

She covered her face with her hands, but I could see the faint smile forming beneath them.

"Don’t hide your face," I commanded, my voice teasing and rough. "I want to see your pretty face."

Slowly, her hands dropped away. Her eyes were glassy, her pupils dilated with arousal.

"See? You look better this way. Right now, you’re in your most beautiful state."

I adjusted my angle, finding the G-spot that made her whimper. Her legs began to tremble, and her body tensed as she neared another orgasm.

"Say it, May," I growled, my fingers digging into her hips. "Say you’re mine."

Her voice was barely audible, but I heard the words I wanted. "I’m yours, Ace."

The admission sent a rush of excitement through me.

I rocked harder, faster, until she was screaming my name repeatedly and her slit was convulsing around my manhood.

"May, hold it in, Let’s cum together,"

I timed my movements with hers, feeling her p*ssy tighten around me.

"I can’t hold it anymore!"

We both climax at the same time, our bodies shuddering with the force of it, leaving us breathless and spent.

I pulled out, my d*ck glistening with her juices, and watched as her body convulsed with the aftershocks.

Her eyes fluttered closed, and a soft moan escaped her lips as she twitched and squirted, pushing out the white, sticky evidence of my own release.

When reopened her eyes, it held the same heart symbol, confirming my hypothesis.

But that could wait.

The erotic sight before me was too enticing to resist. I decided to push back my seed into her, my manhood hard and ready for another round.

"Don’t look." She tried to close her legs out of shame, but I easily pried them open.

"May, we’re just starting. I’ll fuck you until all you can think of is my c*ck, until every inch of your body is imprinted with it. Until you can’t even imagine living without it."

The heart symbols in her eyes grew brighter, pulsing with an intensity that was almost hypnotic. It was a sight I had seen before, a telltale sign of complete submission and obsession.