Kyouko gasped—eyes wide.
Tonight…
Haruki was different.
This wasn't the gentle lover who slowed when she trembled.
Who stopped to hold her when she climaxed.
No.
Tonight…
He didn't stop.
He kept moving.
Even when her body was still caught in the middle of her peak.
"Ha…Haruki… wai—nnn!"
Her words melted into a moan, soft, choked, confused.
I want him to stop…
No.
I don't want him to.
Ah… delicious…
It feels too good.
But…
If he keeps doing this…
If he keeps moving inside me like this.
While I'm still this sensitive.
Her thoughts scattered.
Her mind snapped.
There was no space for words.
No control left to hold on to.
And then.
It hit.
Harder than before.
A violent wave of climax crashed through her.
Her body jerked, spasming wildly in his arms.
A soft cry escaped her lips, trembling, high-pitched.
Her back arched.
Her toes curled.
Her fingers clawed at his shoulders.
She moaned again, unaware, uncontrolled.
The sound was broken and raw.
