Chapter 106: Wild and Free ( 106 )

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Chapter 106: Wild and Free ( 106 ) The bedroom door closed with a quiet thud behind them. Haruki stepped forward and gently laid Kyouko down onto the edge of the bed. The soft mattress dipped beneath her as her hair fanned over the pillow, her chest rising and falling with anticipation. But before she could say a word. Haruki was already moving. He hovered above her, eyes burning with heat as his fingers found the hem of her top. "How dare you wear this tight outfit?" he growled playfully, already tugging the fabric upward. "Are you trying to seduce other men outside?" "Haruki!" Kyouko laughed softly, her voice flustered, sweet, trembling with both amusement and warmth. "I-I wasn’t—" "You think I didn’t see how this hugged your cleavage? These leggings?" He pulled the top over her head in one swift motion, revealing her lace bra underneath. "Haruki~ slow down!" she gasped, squirming slightly beneath him as he reached for the waistband of her leggings. "I just got here..." Haruki ignored her protests, his fingers already tugging the fabric downward—past her hips, past the soft curve of her thighs. "You promised me today," he murmured, eyes locked on the sight of her bare waist. "Last night... you said I could do anything." Kyouko blushed, her hands brushing against his arms in mock resistance, even as her body arched into his touch. His hands continued their path downward, peeling off the tight leggings, revealing the soft, smooth skin he craved like an addiction. Every inch of her made him feel wild, starving. When he looked up again, Kyouko was gazing at him, flushed and smiling faintly. "I was only trying to look good for you," she whispered. Haruki smiled darkly, brushing his lips against her belly. "You did." Haruki stood at the foot of the bed, eyes locked on her as he pulled his shirt over his head in one smooth motion. Then his fingers went to his waistband. Kyouko’s breath caught as his pants dropped. Now bare before her, Haruki’s toned body stood tall in the soft daylight filtering through the curtain. His chest, sculpted and warm with a faint sheen of sweat, rose and fell with every breath. Muscles shifted along his arms and stomach as he stepped closer, but it was the thick, long shape between his legs that made Kyouko’s gaze falter. His penis , so big, so bold, stood proud, already heavy with need. Kyouko bit her lower lip softly, eyes flicking up to his face... then slowly, she lifted her hips from the bed, the motion fluid and inviting. Haruki reached down and tugged her panties past her thighs, slow, reverent. She arched her back slightly, helping him slide the fabric off. Then her hands reached behind her. Her bra loosened. It slipped from her shoulders and slid down her arms like silk. Haruki froze for just a second. And stared. Her breasts, full, firm, rose softly with each breath. Her skin was smooth, flushed. The small pink tips of her nipples stood perked, sensitive. And below... the sight that made Haruki’s heart pound. That bare pussy. Smooth. Pure. Natural. Not a single hair. No signs of shaving. Just soft, flawless skin over the place he loved most. "God..." he whispered. Then he leaned down. And kissed her. Kyouko’s arms wrapped around him instantly, her fingers digging gently into his back as she returned the kiss. Their lips moved together—hungry, breathless, aching. When they finally parted, Kyouko’s cheeks were flushed. Her hand slid up to his chest, caressing it slowly, fingertips tracing along the hard lines of his body. "You waited for this?" she asked softly, her voice laced with heat and tenderness. Haruki didn’t answer with words. He leaned in again, this time to her neck, where he pressed a slow kiss just beneath her ear. Then lower... to her collarbone. Then down... to her breast. Kyouko’s breath hitched as his warm lips met the curve of her breast, his tongue flicking softly across her nipple. Her back arched slightly, body already reacting. "I waited," he whispered against her skin, voice low, "but I don’t think I can wait anymore." Kyouko lay beneath him, bare and beautiful. Her soft breasts rose and fell with every breath, her legs slightly parted, inviting... waiting. Her hair spread over the pillow and her eyes, half-lidded, already lost in the moment—looked only at him. Haruki’s hand slid gently down her side, over the curve of her hip, and then lower... to that warm, wet place between her thighs. His palm brushed over the slick folds gently, feeling the heat, the wetness that waited for him. Her body was already open, trembling, sensitive. She was ready. Kyouko let out a quiet, shaky breath, her body shifting beneath him. Haruki leaned down and kissed her—deeply, hungrily. As their lips met again, his hand moved to her thigh, lifting it gently. Kyouko parted her legs slowly for him, graceful and soft, never rushed. Haruki’s thick, hard penis pressed against her entrance. He paused, hovering just at the edge. Kyouko looked up at him, her chest rising, her hands sliding up his back. She was waiting. Haruki kissed her again—this time slower, tender, full of promise—and as their mouths moved together... He pushed forward. Slowly. Kyouko gasped softly into his mouth, her arms tightening around his shoulders. Her inner walls clenched instantly around him. Hot, velvety, pulsing with delicious tension as his thick length began to fill her. Her back arched. Her thighs trembled. Her wetness coated every inch of him as he slid deeper. Her tight, small pussy stretched to welcome him, every inch sliding inside with aching slowness. Haruki groaned quietly against her lips. "So tight..." Kyouko’s lips parted again, her breath catching. Her body was already reacting—slick, soaked, full of heat she couldn’t control. She whispered his name, trembling under him, her nails lightly grazing his back. "Haruki..." And he kept going—slow, deep, savoring every second. Because nothing... nothing in the world felt better than being inside her. Haruki moved slowly. His thick penis buried deep inside her, her soaked walls clinging tightly around him. But it wasn’t just her tightness that made his breath hitch. It was the feeling inside her. That warm, wet soft pussy.So smooth it felt like silk around him. Every time he moved, even just a little, her body fluttered around his length, as if trying to pull him deeper. It was addictive. Delicious. He leaned down, and their bodies pressed together. Kyouko’s arms came up as well, hugging him tightly. Haruki’s hips moved in slow, deep strokes, grinding, stretching her, savoring every reaction she gave him. He kissed her again. Passionately. Tongues brushing, lips hungry, their breaths mingling in soft gasps. And in that moment... he realized. It wasn’t just sex. It was comfort. The feeling of her pussy wrapped around his penis —the way her pussy pulsed each time he pushed in, the way her breasts rubbed softly between their chests, the scent of her skin, everything overwhelmed him. He didn’t want to stop. Kyouko looked up at him, cheeks flushed, eyes wet, lips trembling from the kiss. "Haruki..." she breathed, voice shaking. Her legs curled around his hips. Her body arched. And as he moved inside her, slowly and deeply, they held each other—closer than anyone should. Because this was their moment. And it was everything. ( End Of Chapter )

Chapter 106: Wild and Free ( 106 )

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