-Sex-
-No threesome-
_18+_
★★★★
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Ichigo leaned forward, flipping Inoue over to lie on her stomach before pulling her legs off the bed so she could kneel at the edge. "P-please be gentle", she swallowed when he used a hand to pin both her wrists behind her back.
"I'm not sure I can". At those words, his left arm gripped her waist and he shoved his whole length into the woman below, making her whimper aloud. Her entire body clenched when he moved forward until he was completely submerged inside her.
"Ahh...!", she whimpered in pain.
"Relax. I'm going to start moving now", he whispered as his hips began to move slowly, carefully grinding against her ass. He continued thrusting forward, moving deeper inside her and Inoue could only bite on her bottom lip and moan out loud.
"Does this feel good?", he asked, his voice husky.
"Ngh...yes", she nodded. "Incredible", she gasped with her mouth half open his motion steadily increased.
The fact that Ichigo knew Ulquiorra already had his way with her made him want to completely erase every trace of the bastard from her body — even if he had to be rough.
She cried out again when he pushed up harder, causing him to growl out in anger. He didn't know why he was so angry, but for some reason, he couldn't get it out of his head.
"Let me see your face", he ordered tilting his head slightly when she turned her face to the side. Her eyes were watery and her tongue was half sticking out as she gasped for air. 'Is this how she looked when that bastard was fucking her?', the thought ran through his head making him pause in frustration.
He got up slowly before helping Inoue stand as well although her legs felt wobbly. "What's wrong?", she asked with a red face wondering if he didn't like doing it with her.
Ichigo gripped her wrist before pulling her towards the door leading out of his room. Her back collided with the door before his lips came down on hers in a heated French kiss while his fingers lightly moved to caress the skin on her back — undoing her bra easily. "Mmm", he groaned opening his eyes halfway to find the woman below fully immersed in the kiss.
She moaned back as his tongue slowly swirled around the warmth of hers, gripping the back of his head with both hands so he couldn't withdraw. His rough fingertips traced down her tender skin — heating up wherever they passed till reaching her soft ass.
Using both hands to knead her butt, he pulled her closer to grind himself against her. She gasped when he finally broke their kiss to trail kisses down her throat. "I..chigo...", she whimpered softly as he sucked the spot where her neck met her shoulder, attempting to leave a hickey to mark her. His tongue worked its way back up to her ear lobe before licking it in a sensual manner which sent goosebumps up her arm.
He pressed her back gently against the door once he reached the area between her neck and jawbone before leaning in to whisper in her ear. "Do you feel good?".
"Yes...", she whispered back feeling his hands reach her breasts then begin to gently knead them.
"You like that?", his lips brushed her earlobe. "You little slut", he teased while his thumbs moved to tug at the hardened nubbin underneath.
Inoue's legs buckled in bliss when his right hand left her chest to trail down to her core and she spread her legs apart without question.
His index finger traced circles around her clit, "You're soaking wet", he kissed down her shoulder and a finger casually slipped inside her.
Her breathing hitched and his lips returned to hers. "Ngh...", she moaned as he teasingly circled another finger around her hole.
As soon as she felt his other finger slip past her entrance she let go of her grip on his hair to grasp at his shoulder for support. Her insides were clenching tightly against both his fingers — it was no wonder it had hurt when he'd used his dick.
Both fingers casually began to vibrate inside her, as if wanting to widen her insides. He attempted to insert another finger before Inoue cried out, "No, please don't", she broke the kiss to plead.
"I should stop?", Ichigo frowned but there was obvious panic on her face at those words.
"No!", she replied almost immediately, and a smirk formed on his lips.
"Would you like something else then?".
She nodded shyly lowering both hands to grip his dick. "T-This...", it might have been embarrassing asking at first, but she didn't mind since she needed him inside her. "P-Please put it inside". Her grip unconsciously tightened causing Ichigo to wince slightly.
"Alright", he complied without thinking pulling his fingers out before cupping her butt to lift her against him.
Inoue wrapped her legs around his waist as he plunged his length inside her. The two of them gasped when they found themselves joined together and remained connected for a few seconds, holding on tightly to one another before he began to move.
Inoue tossed her head back as he continued to ride her. She cried out in pleasure at the feel of his cock hardening inside her, causing a slight spasm to run through her body. She couldn't control the ecstatic sounds that escaped her lips and a few teardrops rolled down her cheeks.
This was what she'd always wanted — to become one with him. Her grip around his neck tightened as Ichigo gradually slowed down to stare at her face. He kissed her salty tears before moving them both to lie on his bed without breaking apart.
"Does it hurt that much?", he asked after lowering them both to the bed noticing that her body had been trembling but Inoue shook her head to negate.
"I'm just...so happy". She smiled weakly using both hands to cup his cheeks as he hovered above her.
"Me too", he murmured brushing his nose against hers. "Let's keep going then", he finally pulled out of her before lying flat on the bed with his back. "You should be on top this time", he instructed with a reddened face. Little did she know he'd spent half of his bathing time wanking off to the thought of doing it with her so he wasn't about to cum anytime soon.
"On...on top?!", she panicked when he arched an eyebrow at her. It seemed to work since she hurriedly climbed over him and positioned herself on top of him. Her thighs rested on either side of his hips as his arms wrapped around her waist.
A deep gasp escaped her lips once he pulled her body down on his, "Good girl", he mumbled as he pulled her down for a quick kiss. His grip on her hips tightened and he began to move her body against his. Inoue sat up to assist just when Ichigo's eyes met the peeping eyes of Rukia who was hiding in the wardrobe.
She immediately pulled back knowing he'd seen her and Inoue noticed his sudden pause.
"What's wrong?", she inquired breathlessly.
"No. Nothing", he gulped.