CHAPTER 53: LIVE-IN LOVER - PART 17

"It’s all your fault, perv!"

"But it’s you, Jess, who said I don’t need to get dressed."

"Pervert!"

Their mothers were only supposed to check how their conversation was going, worried that Jess might beat up Jeff again, but upon opening the door, what they saw was Jess about to suck Jeff’s rod.

Although their mothers only teased them a little and promptly closed the door—with approval for them to continue their intimacy and a promise not to disturb them any further—there was no way Jess would continue after one of her worst fears had just happened: being seen by Jeff’s mother in the middle of the act with Jeff.

"Now Auntie definitely thinks of me as a lewd girl," Jess muttered, looking and feeling dejected while sitting on the bed with her arms wrapped around her knees.

"I’m sure Mom won’t think badly of you just because of that. After all, she thinks of you as her own daughter," Jeff said as he walked toward Jess after putting on his clothes.

"That only makes me feel more embarrassed, idiot!"

Her harsh remark was followed by throwing a pillow at him, but Jeff easily caught it and continued his approach to Jess.

"With her first attack failing to deal any damage, she threw a series of punches, but he used the pillow to block her second attack—"

"Stop narrating like we’re in a Pokémon battle!"

"But you always liked playing like this when we were kids."

While blocking her punches, Jeff leaned down, straddling on the bed in front of her, and moved closer to kiss Jess.

Swept away by the gentle kiss, Jess stopped her assault and responded, turning the kiss as intimate and passionate as she wanted.

Her pent-up lust started to overwhelm her again, and with the thought that their mothers had approved for them to continue earlier and promised not to disturb them, Jess began to consider doing it with Jeff right now.

But as their kiss grew more intense, as she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him down onto the bed—

—GROWL~!—

—A loud grumbling sound came from Jeff’s stomach, making their situation awkward.

"Seriously... Again?" Jess said, looking at Jeff in disdain.

"Well, I haven’t eaten breakfast or lunch, and it’s already past noon," Jeff replied. "So do you want to go with me to the kitchen for a snack?"

"Moron! As if I can face Auntie after what happened!"

Unable to endure his hunger—not for Jess, but for an actual meal—Jeff went down to the kitchen alone, where he proudly faced all the teasing from everyone else in the house after his and Jess’s mothers told everyone what they had seen Jess doing to him.

When Jeff made it back to his room after finishing his meal, Jess had already overcome her pent-up lust, at least to the point that she was able to refuse any further intimacy from Jeff.

Jess continued staying in Jeff’s room. Not only because she was still too embarrassed to face everyone in the house, but because she still had something important to talk about with Jeff.

"So who are they?" Jess asked, leaning back against Jeff as they sat together on the bed. Her voice sounded dangerously jealous.

Embracing Jess tightly—not only to show his affection but also to restrain her in case she got mad again—Jeff bravely gave the names of the other girls he loved.

"More than me?" Jess cut in, stopping his confession before it even began. The look in her eyes, as she turned to face him, was as dangerous as the tone of her voice.

For Jeff, he would rather not compare who he loved the most. He loved them all equally, after all. However—

"—If I could only choose one, it would always be you, Jess."

His answer pleased her so much that her heart started beating so fast, making her body feel like it was burning in fire, and her pent-up lust began to overwhelm her again.

Trying to distract herself from her lustful desire, Jess urged Jeff to continue with his confession.

"Not just their names. Tell me your relationship with them, perv."

Following her command, Jeff confessed about the other girls he loved.

First was Nubia, his high school senior who was two years older than him. Though he saw her as an older sister figure and respected her as his senpai, he couldn’t deny that he was always looking at her with lustful eyes.

Second was his high school junior, a girl named Veena, who was two years younger than him. Like Nubia, although he saw Veena as a younger sister figure and had the urge to protect and keep her safe, he had been lusting after her since the day they first met.

Hearing Jeff’s confession, only one thing came to Jess’s mind. And that was—

"You degenerate pervert!"

—Bam!—

"Ouch!"

A punch landed squarely on Jeff’s face, followed by a chokehold from Jess.

"So all this time, you’ve had a sister fetish?"

First was Jess, his fake twin sister. Next was Nubia, his older sister figure. Then Veena, his ideal younger sister. With those preferences, of course Jess would think that Jeff had a sister fetish.

However, in Jeff’s defense, that wasn’t exactly true. Maybe only half of it.

Having only brothers as siblings—Jeff would, of course, desire to have sisters. But it was only a coincidence that he fell in love with them, starting with Jess.

"So it’s kind of your fault, Jess."

"Don’t you dare blame me for your pervertedness, bastard."

Before Jeff could lose consciousness, Jess finally released him from her chokehold. After all, she still needed Jeff to answer another question.

"So who was it that you cheated with? And tell me what you did."

With Jess’s second condition for agreeing to his request—that he must tell her everything he and the other girls did, without keeping any secrets, especially about lewd and intimate acts—Jeff confessed what happened between him and Nubia at the PoruMerc women’s gym last night, every detail of it.

Obviously, hearing his confession set Jess off on another rampage. She straddled him on the bed and kept throwing punches, aiming at his face. Jeff, in turn, just accepted his punishment, though he still raised his arms to block her punches.

"Bastard, cheater, pervert... How dare you do it with another girl!"

"But you already gave your permission, Jess. Besides, I only—"

—Bam!—

"—Ouch!"

With a punch that broke through his defense, Jess kept beating Jeff.

"You idiot, sex is still sex even without penetration. And you freaking put the head in!"

After a while, Jess finally got tired and satisfied with beating Jeff, then fell asleep lying down on top of him. Jeff, on the other hand, had at least managed to protect his face, though his arms were in so much pain after taking so many punches from Jess.

A few hours passed, and Jess finally woke. It was already dark outside, probably past dinnertime or even late at night, as she assumed. Yet waking up late in the evening wasn’t Jess’s concern—rather, it was that Jeff wasn’t beside her when she woke.

Getting up in bed in a panic, she immediately looked around the room and felt reassured after seeing Jeff sitting in front of the computer desk.

Noticing Jess getting up, Jeff turned around with a worried look on his face. His next remark even made Jess panic again.

"It’s not turning on, Jess."

Jess hurriedly ran toward Jeff, worried that she might have beaten him up so hard that he couldn’t get turned on anymore.

That should be impossible, right? Jess thought, as she grabbed Jeff down there.

The moment she felt Jeff’s erect rod, a wave of relief overwhelmed her, causing her legs to lose strength as she sat down on the floor in front of Jeff, with her face in front of his rod while her hand was still holding it. But then—

"Why are you grabbing me down there, Jess?"

"Because you said you can’t get turned on anymore, idiot."

"Huh?"

"Ehh?"

"Pfft—Hahaha... I mean my laptop and your computer, not my rod—"

"Pervert!"