I let out a low, sleepy groan right on cue, pretending it was pure dream-reaction. "Mmmhh… Haruna…" The sound rumbled deep in my chest, husky and thick, my hips twitching just a fraction under the blanket as if I was lost in some filthy sleep fantasy.
Tomiko froze instantly, eyes flying wide open in fresh panic, her hand still locked around my throbbing cock. Her eyebrows shot up high, mouth falling into a perfect little "O" of shock as she stared at me, waiting to see if I'd wake up. Her cheeks burned an even deeper crimson that spread all the way down to her exposed cleavage.
For a split second, she looked ready to bolt again—[He groaned! Did I wake him?! Oh god, what am I doing—]—but when I stayed perfectly "asleep," breathing steady, she let out the tiniest sigh of relief. Her fingers didn't pull away this time. If anything, they tightened just a little, feeling my cock pulse hot and heavy in her grip.
