The blanket rustled softly as Ai shifted her weight on the bed, her bare thighs brushing against the smooth sheet. The warm dim light of the bedside lamp cast soft shadows across her flushed cheeks. She looked up, eyes wide and glassy, heart still fluttering with the echoes of the kiss they had shared just moments ago.
Shin lay on his back, propped up on one elbow, his chiseled form half-cloaked by the blanket. His gaze rested on her face, but there was something simmering beneath the calm surface—desire, restrained but palpable.
Ai bit her lip. "Onii-chan… You're looking at me like that again…"
He exhaled slowly, brushing a hand through her hair, letting the strands slip between his fingers. "That's because I am feeling like that again."
Her eyes sparkled with anticipation, but before she could throw herself on him with the same raw enthusiasm she always did, he stopped her with a light touch to her cheek.
"I'm pretty horny," he admitted, voice low and honest, "but I'm not really in the mood for… everything."
She blinked. "Huh?"
"I just want your mouth. And your hand," he added, stroking the side of her face. "That okay?"
A heartbeat passed, and then Ai gave a shy little nod. "O-Okay…"
Her voice trembled slightly, but it wasn't fear. It was eagerness. Obedience. That same hunger she felt when she had all of him to herself, when no one else existed, when she was his and he was hers.
Without another word, Ai slipped under the blanket, the air warming around her as she moved lower. Shin let out a small breath as he felt her crawl beneath the sheets, her breath already teasing against his stomach.
She didn't hesitate.
She never did.
Her small, warm hand wrapped around his shaft, already half-hard from anticipation. She knew his body by heart now—every vein, every twitch, every way it reacted to her touch. And she loved it. Worshipped it.
I want to make Onii-chan feel good… even if he doesn't want to do everything, I can still show him how much I love him.
Her lips brushed against the tip, and she kissed it tenderly. Then again. Then with a soft suck that pulled a low sigh from Shin's throat.
"Mm…"
His hips shifted slightly as she took him fully into her mouth, slow and practiced. The heat of her tongue, the wet warmth of her mouth—Ai had done this countless times now. She no longer fumbled or hesitated. She knew how to please him. But she also knew that making him climax from her mouth alone was no easy feat.
He can take ten of my orgasms before he has one… And he can go even further. Sometimes even twenty.
Still, that never stopped her.
She began to work him slowly, her hand gripping the base of his length while her mouth moved rhythmically. Her lips sealed tight around him as her tongue pressed and swirled, tracing the sensitive underside that always made him twitch.
Her heart thudded in her chest.
Do your best, Ai… she told herself. Even if it takes a long time… even if your jaw starts to hurt, or your arms feel tired… just keep going. This is for Onii-chan.
Shin leaned his head back, eyes half-lidded, letting the sensation wash over him. The wet sounds beneath the blanket, the occasional moan Ai gave as she bobbed her head—everything wrapped around him like a warm dream.
"You're getting good at this," he muttered, more to himself than to her.
Ai blushed beneath the blanket. Her cheeks puffed out slightly as she pushed herself deeper, her nose nearly pressed against his skin. She gagged once, lightly, but didn't pull back. Her fingers squeezed just right, her tongue never stopping, her pace slow and devoted.
I want him to moan… to gasp… to lose control because of me.
Her hands moved in unison—one stroking the base of his cock, the other caressing his thigh. She timed her strokes with the motion of her mouth, her lips sliding smoothly, up and down, up and down.
Minutes passed.
She didn't stop.
Didn't falter.
Her jaw began to ache, but she pushed through it. Every time Shin let out a soft grunt or shifted his hips toward her, she felt a spark of pride and satisfaction.
Almost there… I can feel it… He's getting close…
He groaned, hand gripping the blanket above his head. "Ai…"
The sound of her name, low and breathy from his mouth, sent chills down her spine.
She redoubled her efforts. Her tongue flicked faster, her grip tightened slightly, her mouth grew wetter, sloppier, hotter. She wanted him to cum. Needed it.
Needed him.
Shin's breath hitched, his abs tensing, and then—
"Ai—!"
He came.
A low groan rumbled from his chest, rough and unfiltered, as his release hit in thick, hot pulses. Ai didn't flinch. She moaned around him softly, swallowing without hesitation, not letting even a drop escape her lips. Her eyes fluttered shut as she felt the power of his climax—raw, deep, and intense—reverberate through his entire body.
He did it… she thought, pride and warmth blooming in her chest. He really came from my mouth…
She didn't stop.
Even as he twitched from oversensitivity, she kept him gently in her mouth, nursing the last drops, caressing him with her tongue, her hand softly stroking.
Shin gasped and reached for her head through the blanket. "Ai, wait—give me a second…"
But she didn't lift her head.
Instead, she pulled back only slightly, enough to whisper against the tip, her breath hot and wet: "I want to see if I can make you cum again…"
He chuckled breathlessly, eyes still half-closed. "You're insatiable…"
Ai emerged briefly from under the blanket, flushed and glowing, lips shiny with devotion. "I love you," she said simply, and then disappeared beneath the sheets again.
One climax isn't enough. Not for him. Not for me either. I want to push myself. I want to give him more. He deserves more…
Her fingers wrapped around him again, already hardening in her mouth. The taste of him lingered on her tongue, but she welcomed it. It was his. Her reward.
Shin exhaled slowly, not trying to stop her this time. "Fine… but if you want a second one, you're going to work for it."
She smiled beneath the covers.
I will.
And she did.
Her mouth moved with more purpose now, a rhythm guided by love and obsession. She adjusted her angle, letting more of him slide into her throat, gagging just faintly, but never giving up. Her hand tightened and twisted, squeezing with just the right pressure at the base while her tongue danced across every nerve-ending she knew by heart.
The way she bobbed her head now—eager, fast, and unwavering—sent jolts up Shin's spine. He grunted again, a bead of sweat forming on his temple.
"Damn, Ai…"
His voice only fueled her.
Her mind swam with thoughts of him, filled with the image of his face twisted in pleasure, the feeling of him pulsing in her mouth, the sound of his moans when she pushed him to his limits.
Please… let me feel it again… I want your second one… I want you to cum because of me again…
The second time was harder.
He didn't climax quickly—he rarely did. His stamina was inhuman, and she knew that after his first release, the second would take much more work. But she wanted that. Wanted to earn it. To prove herself. To keep going until he couldn't resist anymore.
Her jaw was starting to ache again.
Her hand, moving steadily, was beginning to cramp.
But Ai kept her pace, fueled by raw devotion.
I don't care how long it takes… I'm going to make you feel so good, Onii-chan… I'm going to take all of it again…
Her mouth grew wetter, slick with saliva and lust, as she deepthroated him again and again. The wet sounds filled the room under the blanket, mixing with Shin's low, restrained groans. She knew his body. She felt when he began to lose control again.
The twitch in his thigh. The way his hips moved ever so slightly. The way he gripped the blanket.
She moaned around him, tightening her lips, sucking harder.
"Ai—fuck—"
He sat up halfway, unable to stop himself now, muscles tense as the pleasure swelled again. "You're really going to do it… again…"
She didn't reply. She couldn't. Her mouth was full.
But her soul screamed, Yes, Onii-chan! Cum again! I want all of it—please!
He growled low in his throat, then threw his head back as the second climax hit him, more intense than the first.
"Ahh—!"
His body arched slightly as he released once more, this time with more force, more volume, flooding her mouth again.
Ai didn't pull away.
She swallowed everything. Again.
And as she slowly eased him from her lips, panting softly, her cheeks wet from effort and pride, she whispered against his softening length:
"I love making you feel good…"
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END OF CHAPTER : 146 : JUST MY MOUTH AND HAND!
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