Kana's body was still trembling, her chest rising and falling in quick, shallow breaths. Her head lolled against my shoulder, and her arms hung loosely at my sides, as if every ounce of strength had been stolen from her.
I didn't let go.
Instead, I kissed the top of her head, my fingers lazily tracing circles over her bare back. "You're still shaking," I murmured against her hair, my voice low, coaxing. "That felt good, didn't it?"
She gave a tiny, embarrassed nod. "Mhm…" Her voice was barely more than a whisper, her cheeks still flushed from the high.
I smiled faintly. "Then let's not waste it."
Before she could respond, my lips closed over her other breast—the one I'd neglected monts ago. She gasped, her back arching in reflex. "S-Sousuke—!" Her hands fluttered against my shoulders, unsure if she wanted to push away or pull closer.
I took my ti this round.
My tongue traced languid patterns around her peak, avoiding the center just to make her squirm. When her breath turned into frustrated whines, I drew her into my mouth and sucked, slow and deep. Her body jolted, and I felt her nails dig into my skin.
She was sensitive now—too sensitive. Every flick of my tongue, every roll of her peak between my fingers, sent her writhing helplessly in my lap. "Ah—ngh—y-you're… teasing…" she managed between breaths.
"Of course," I murmured, my lips brushing against her slick skin. "I want to see how many tis you can take this."
Her eyes widened slightly, but whatever protest she'd been about to give was swallowed in a choked moan as I switched between her breasts, sucking one while kneading the other. I made sure never to let her settle—each ti she thought the sensation might fade, I dragged her right back to that edge.
She clung to like a lifeline. "I-I can't—"
"Yes, you can." My voice was a soft command, my breath hot against her chest. "Let go again, Kana."
I kissed down her breast, then back up, laving her peak in wet, slow strokes until I felt her hips start to shift against . That small, desperate motion was all I needed. I focused all my attention on her, my free hand sliding around to cradle her lower back, holding her steady as she trembled.
Her breathing grew ragged, broken by high-pitched whimpers she couldn't seem to hold back. Her eyes fluttered shut, her head tilting back. And then—
She broke.
Her body shuddered violently, a breathless cry spilling from her lips as she ca for the second ti, her thighs clamping around my hips. I held her through it, kissing her tenderly as the tremors wracked her fra.
When it passed, she slumped against completely, limp and panting. I stroked her hair, letting her catch her breath. "There's my good girl," I whispered. "So beautiful when you lose yourself."
I kissed her again, slow and deep, until her head tipped back in surrender. Her hands rested weakly against my chest, trembling from the aftershocks of her second climax.
Without breaking the kiss, I slid one arm beneath her legs and lifted her. She let out a startled gasp, her arms instinctively looping around my neck.
"W–what are you doing…?"
"Making you comfortable," I murmured, carrying her across the room. The rain still pattered softly against the windows, the only witness to the mont as I set her down on the couch. The cushions sank under her weight, cradling her body, and for a mont she just lay there—hair tousled, lips parted, eyes hazy.
I knelt beside her, brushing my fingers along her cheek. "You look like a dream right now."
Her blush deepened, but before she could respond, my lips found hers again—gentle at first, then with that sa hungry insistence from before. She lted into , her hand coming up to clutch at my chest as if to anchor herself.
Breaking the kiss, I trailed my mouth down the line of her throat, back to her breasts. She whimpered when I took one into my mouth again, her hips shifting restlessly against the cushions. I alternated between them, licking, sucking, and teasing, until her moans started to climb in pitch once more.
But this ti, I didn't stop when she began to shake.
The mont her third orgasm hit—sudden and sharp—I caught her cry against my lips, kissing her through it. My hands kept working her, coaxing every last tremor from her body until she was gasping against .
She barely had ti to breathe before I was on her again. My fingers replaced my mouth, rolling and pinching her peaks while my lips claid hers in another deep, dizzying kiss. She moaned into my mouth, her legs twitching as pleasure built in her body yet again.
"Too much," she whispered, but her arms only pulled closer.
"Exactly," I breathed against her ear. "Don't think. Just feel."
The fourth wave ca faster—her body already prid, her nerves still singing from the last. She arched off the couch with a broken gasp, her nails raking down my back as she ca again, harder than before.
I didn't let her go.
Instead, I eased her back, letting her collapse against the cushions, and began to kiss every inch of her chest, my hands never leaving her breasts. She tried to catch her breath, but every stroke of my tongue, every playful graze of my teeth, kept pulling her back toward that edge.
By the fifth ti she broke, she was barely able to form my na—just breathless, incoherent sounds that made my chest swell with sothing fierce and possessive.
I was still leaning over her when Kana's hands suddenly slid up my chest, pushing gently but firmly until I was the one lying back against the cushions.
Her eyes had changed—still soft, but with a glint of determination beneath the haze. "My turn," she whispered, her voice low and husky.
I opened my mouth to say sothing, but whatever words I had vanished when she leaned down and kissed —slow, deep, stealing my breath before pulling back with a small, teasing smile. Then she began to move lower.
Her lips brushed along my jaw, trailing down the side of my neck. I shivered as she kissed the hollow beneath my throat, her warm breath fanning over my skin. She lingered there for a mont before moving lower.
When she reached my chest, her lips parted slightly, and she began pressing soft kisses over my skin. Then—unexpectedly—her mouth found my nipple, and she sucked lightly.
A jolt went through . "K-Kana…"
She only humd in response, her tongue teasing in slow circles before moving to the other side. My breath caught as her mouth worked , the sensation foreign and electric all at once. Her hands road over my stomach, her fingers tracing every line and dip as if morizing .
Once she was satisfied, she moved down again—kissing a slow path over my abs, each press of her lips sending heat pooling lower in my body. She took her ti, dragging her tongue lightly along my skin, pausing just long enough for to ache for more.
By the ti she reached my belt, my pulse was hamring. She glanced up at through her lashes, her lips curved in a faint, knowing smile.
Without breaking eye contact, she unbuckled it and tugged at my pants, pushing them just far enough to expose the waistband of my underwear. Her fingers brushed against , and I felt her pause.
Then she tugged them down in one smooth motion.
The mont my length sprang free, her eyes widened, and her lips parted in shock. "S-Sousuke…" she breathed, her cheeks blooming with color. "It's… so big…"
She didn't move for a mont—just staring as if unsure whether she should be impressed or intimidated.
I chuckled softly, brushing a hand through her hair. "What's wrong? Second thoughts?"
Her eyes flicked up to mine, and the blush deepened. "No… not at all," she murmured, a small, hungry smile tugging at her lips. "I was just… surprised."
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