The week was crawling. Each day stretched out with aching need, like Rika's absence pulled at time itself.
No random calls. No surprise office meetups. Just... space.
But space wasn't the absence of desire. It made it louder.
> System: Lust Saturation Rising. Emotional Stamina – Critical Threshold.
> Suggested Action: Drain.
I ignored the system. Barely. My dreams were soaked in skin and scent. My hands couldn't forget the feel of her body, the taste of her breath when she came undone under me.
Kai didn't help either.
> "Why are you so quiet lately?"
> "I'm meditating."
> "On what, her tits?"
He wasn't wrong.
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Friday.
Rika stood by the vending machines near the back exit. Alone.
I saw her. She saw me.
Neither of us spoke. Not yet.
She wore a pencil skirt again. The same one she wore the first day I met her. Like some silent dare.
> "Rika," I said softly, walking up.
> "Not here."
> "Then take me somewhere."
Her eyes locked with mine, and she turned. Walked away without a word. I followed.
We ended up in the old gym storeroom. Dusty, unused. Perfect.
She turned.
> "You shouldn't be here."
> "Then why did you bring me?"
> "I don't know!" she snapped.
> "Yes, you do."
I stepped closer.
> "Tell me to leave, and I will."
Silence.
I reached out, brushing her hair behind her ear. Her breath hitched.
> "Say it."
Instead, she grabbed my shirt, pulled me into her lips, and moaned.
> "Fuck it," she whispered.
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We made out like fire was eating us.
My hands roamed under her shirt, pulling it up, exposing her smooth belly, her bra. I kissed along her neck, down her collarbone, trailing heat with every breath.
She undid my belt, eyes locked with mine.
> "I've been aching," she said.
> "So have I."
She dropped to her knees.
My pants hit the floor. Her fingers wrapped around my dick, slow and tight.
> "God, you're thick," she whispered, tongue teasing the tip. "Already hard?"
> "You're a fucking drug."
She took me in—slow, then deeper, her lips tight, her throat working to swallow me whole.
I grunted, hand in her hair, hips rocking gently. Her tongue worked magic.
> System: Pleasure Threshold Exceeded – Dopamine Spike Registered.
I held back, barely. Pulled her up, spun her around.
> "You want me inside you?" I growled.
> "Yes—please. Don't hold back."
I flipped her skirt, pulled her panties to the side, and thrust in.
She gasped, arching, gripping the shelves for balance.
Her pussy was tight, warm, wet as fuck. Each stroke drew out breathy whimpers.
I slammed harder. Faster.
> "You're gonna make me scream," she moaned.
> "Then scream."
> "Fuck—don't stop, right there—"
> System: Critical Orgasm – Bond Triggered.
Her body trembled, cunt clenching around me as she came hard. I followed, groaning, emptying deep inside her.
We collapsed together, panting, dripping sweat.
> "You're dangerous," she whispered. "You make me forget myself."
> "Then forget. With me."
She smiled, weak but glowing.
> "We're not done."
> "Not even close."
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Back at my place later, the system buzzed.
>Sweetie, Once again. Quest Complete: "Break the Wall – Round Two"
Reward: Loyalty Increase +10, Lust Skill Unlocked – Hypersensitivity.*
> New Quest Available: "The Guilt Layer"
Objective: Confront her about what she's hiding.
Even in the afterglow, I saw it. The flicker of something buried behind her eyes.
This wasn't just sex anymore. Not for her. Not for me.
But secrets? They burn.
And soon, one would explode.
[To Be Continued…]