Uzuki Yugao wanted to dodge, but her whole body felt weak. She could only stay still, waiting.
As his rapid breathing approached her, Yugao slowly lifted her head and closed her eyes, as if accepting Arata's arrival.
Arata climbed onto the bed, his gaze settling on Uzuki Yugao with a warm smile.
His eyes were drawn to her voluminous breasts, their softness beckoning him.
Without a word, he reached for one, brushing it gently against his cheek, savoring the silky skin against his skin.
Their eyes locked, a charged silence stretching between them until Arata pulled her into his arms, his lips meeting hers in a sudden, fervent kiss.
Yugao's eyes widened at the unexpected contact, but resistance melted away as a thrill surged through her.
Her body responded instinctively, arms slipping around his neck as she surrendered to the moment.
Her gaze softened, the slow, deliberate kiss igniting a spark within her.
Her legs, acting on their own, coiled around his waist, anchoring him close as she clung to the warmth of his embrace, unwilling to let go.
The kiss deepened, a fervent edge to it as Arata's hands explored Yugao's curves.
She matched his passion, her lips moving against his with equal fervor, showing no signs of slowing.
Yugao shifted, rolling Arata onto the bed and straddling him. Her gaze burned with a hungry intensity as a sultry, teasing smile curved her lips.
When the kiss finally broke, she looked down at him, her expression bold yet commanding.
"That was my first kiss, you know," Yugao said, a seductive grin playing on her lips as she lightly pinched his nose.
"You stole it, so you'd better take responsibility."
"And what kind of responsibility are we talking about?" Arata asked, his playful smile lingering as his eyes flicked between her captivating face and the alluring swell of her chest.
Yugao's grin widened, her fingers trailing along his chest, deftly unbuttoning his shirt.
"You've claimed my first kiss," she whispered, her vo... a sultry murmur in his ear, punctuated by a soft chuckle. "That means you must marry me and make me yours."
"Is that so?" Arata chuckled, brushing a tender kiss against her cheek. "Are you saying you're ready to be my wife?"
"Why else would I let you sweep me up and indulge in all these naughty moments?" Yugao replied, raising a brow in mock indignation.
Unless you're not willing to take me as your wife?"
She's adorable when she's pretending to be angry, Arata thought, utterly charmed by her playful pout, his gaze softening as he stared, captivated.
"Why would I refuse?" he said with. a warm smile, pulling her close. "I'm absolutely going to marry you."
Their next kiss was brief but electric, and as it ended, Arata's hands moved to her clothing, deftly peeling it away.
Soon, Yugao sat before him, bare and unashamed, her exquisite form bathed in soft light.
"What do you think?" she asked, striking playful poses with effortless confidence.
"Beautiful," Arata murmured, a faint smile tugging at his lips as he drank in her mesmerizing allure.
Yugao's allure was irresistible, her bare form igniting an intense desire in Arata.
The mere sight of her sent a rush of heat through him.
Her skin was flawlessly smooth, soft as silk beneath his touch.
Her full, melon-like breasts were round and yielding, and her hips curved generously.
His gaze drifted lower, settling on her glistening core, shaved smooth and shimmering with her arousal, a sight that left his eyes wide with admiration.
Yugao's cheeks flushed faintly as she caught his stare, but instead of shying away, she flashed a bold, seductive grin and parted her thighs wider.
"Take a good look," she purred, her voice trembling slightly with a mix of confidence and vulnerability.
"I take pride in my beauty."
"It's stunning," Arata murmured, his voice soft and entranced.
"Of course it is, Yugao replied with a proud, playful grin, scooting closer to tug at his clothing.
"Since you've seen mine, it's only fair I see yours, don't you think?"
"Absolutely," Arata chuckled, his tone teasing. "I promise you won't be disappointed."
"Is that so?" Yugao's eyes locked onto his, a mischievous glint sparking within them.
As she freed him from his clothes, Arata's arousal was evident, his impressive length standing proud.
The sight of him sent a shiver through her, a new, tingling ache stirring within her core.
His musky scent enveloped her, dizzying her senses, her expression melting into one of unabashed desire.
Without a word, Yugao's delicate hand encircled his length, her fingertip tracing slow, teasing circles around the sensitive tip, drawing a soft groan from Arata as waves of pleasure coursed through him.
I wonder how he'd taste, she mused, her curiosity flickering before she pushed the thought aside and parted her lips with a sultry glint in her eyes.
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