Shin saif, brushing a sticky strand of hair from her cheek. "It's not even noon."
Ai's lips twitched. "Then you'd better pace yourself, Onii-chan… You still have the rest of the day and night to serve me."
Shin groaned, lowering his head against her shoulder. "You're going to kill me."
"You'll die happy." Ai stretched like a cat, her bare breasts sliding against his chest, teasing him with soft friction.
They hadn't stopped touching since they tumbled into her bed. Every inch of their bodies had been kissed, stroked, sucked, and explored with the feverish curiosity of lovers holding back the final plunge.
And still—they both remained virgins. Not by lack of desire, but by deliberate choice. Every inch around that line had become a playground of wet mouths and grinding hips, slick tongues and trembling thighs.
Ai tilted her head, whispering at the shell of his ear. "I want to try something different."
Shin lifted his head slowly. "What kind of 'different'?"
Her lips brushed his with a smirk. "Lay back. Let me show you."
He obeyed, rolling onto his back, his body now sticky with their sweat and kisses, his arousal still painfully stiff and pulsing.
Ai crawled atop him like a predator—slow, deliberate, her eyes half-lidded with hunger. She straddled his waist, letting the length of his shaft slide between her soaked folds, coating it with her slick heat.
She didn't lower onto him. Instead, she leaned forward, her breasts brushing his chest, and whispered:
"I want to grind on you… but I want to look at your face the whole time."
Shin nodded, swallowing hard. "God, Ai…"
She began to move. Slow, wet friction. Her slick slit glided along his shaft, the sensation enough to make both of them gasp.
Ai's hands braced on his chest. She rolled her hips, forward and back, pressing her clit into the swollen ridge of him again and again.
It wasn't just sex—it was art. Her body painted every stroke of pleasure across his, coating him in heat, in scent, in need.
"Mmmh… you're so hot," she moaned, her pace quickening. "I can feel you twitching under me…"
Shin gritted his teeth, his hands trembling as they gripped her hips. "You're soaking me, Ai… it's driving me crazy."
She leaned down again, her breasts pressed against his mouth. "Then suck me. Right here. Right now."
He didn't need to be told twice.
His mouth latched onto one of her nipples, lips and tongue flicking and tugging while she rode him, chest jerking with every breath.
Ai cried out, fingers knotting in his hair, grinding harder. Her slick clit caught perfectly against the base of his shaft each time she rocked forward, every movement an electric jolt.
Then she gasped. "Switch with me."
"Huh—?"
"Get behind me," she said, climbing off him and flipping to all fours at the center of the bed. "I want you grinding on me from behind this time. But no putting it in."
Shin's eyes burned with desire as he knelt behind her. Ai arched her back, spreading her knees and raising her ass to invite him.
He reached between her thighs, guiding himself against her folds once more—this time, letting his tip rest just under her entrance.
"I'm not going to go inside," he whispered. "But I'll give you everything else."
Ai whimpered, looking over her shoulder with pleading eyes. "Please…"
He pushed forward gently—not in, but between her lower lips, nestling his length into her slick folds and grinding the underside of his shaft up against her clit.
Ai's head dropped forward. "Ahhh… yesss… just like that…"
Her walls clenched around nothing, soaking him as he thrust back and forth between her lips, using her own arousal to lube the ride.
Each thrust brought his tip just shy of her entrance. Each retreat left him soaked and twitching.
He bent forward, kissing the small of her back, whispering hotly, "I'm going to make you cum like this."
"You already did… twice…" she moaned.
"Again," he growled.
His hand slid under her, cupping her breast, pinching the nipple while he rolled his hips faster, grinding up into her with wet, messy pressure.
Ai's body began to quake. Her moans pitched higher. "O-Onii-chan—!"
He moved his thumb between her thighs and rubbed tight circles on her clit in rhythm with each thrust. She exploded moments later.
Ai's arms gave out. Her face pressed to the bed as she screamed his name into the sheets, legs trembling as her orgasm rippled through her.
Shin didn't stop—he slowed, savoring her pleasure, dragging out every last tremor from her writhing body.
When she finally lifted her head again, hair clinging to her damp cheeks, she whispered, "Your turn…"
He started to speak, but she pulled away and spun around on her knees—then leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.
It wasn't rushed. It was worship.
Ai's lips wrapped around the tip first, tongue swirling, eyes watching his reaction. Then she sank lower, taking inch after inch while her hands slid around his hips to squeeze his ass, pulling him closer.
Shin gasped, his hands tangled in her hair as her mouth devoured him.
"You're perfect," he groaned. "So warm… so wet…"
She pulled back with a pop, licking the underside of him like a lollipop, her eyes dark with mischief. "Let me taste everything…"
Ai pushed him back onto the bed, keeping his cock in her hand. Then she dipped down—not to his shaft, but lower—kissing along his thigh, then lower still.
"W-Wait—Ai—?"
She didn't stop. Her tongue flicked over the sensitive skin behind his balls, then licked teasingly around his rim.
Shin bucked with a strangled groan. "Ai!"
"I told you," she said between licks, "I was going to punish you thoroughly…"
Her tongue pressed flat against his hole, swirling with deliberate pressure while her fingers massaged his shaft.
The sensation was too much—filthy and intense, pleasure blooming where he'd never thought it could.
"Ai, I'm gonna—!"
She pulled back just in time to straddle his face, her soaked slit hovering just above his mouth. "Then return the favor."
Shin didn't hesitate. He grabbed her thighs and pulled her down, burying his tongue in her dripping heat.
She cried out, hips rolling against his mouth as he licked her deeply, sucking and teasing her clit between strokes.
It was raw. Desperate. The position—the taste—the heat of their bodies pressed together—it all blurred into a rhythm of breathless ecstasy.
When Ai started to tremble again, she slid down lower, aligning their mouths and parts into a slick, delicious 69.
His mouth worked tirelessly on her folds while she swallowed him into hers, both locked in an endless loop of pleasure.
Minutes passed. Or maybe hours.
When they finally pulled apart, gasping and soaked in each other, Shin looked at the clock.
"Almost noon," he said again, voice wrecked. "We're barely halfway through the day."
Ai collapsed beside him, half-laughing, half-groaning. "Then we'd better nap. You'll need your strength."
Shin leaned down, kissing her forehead tenderly. "You really want to do this all day?"
"I need to," she whispered, eyes fluttering shut. "After what you did with Rika… you belong to me today."
Shin smiled. "Then I'm yours. All Ai's… today, tonight, and every tomorrow after."
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END OF CHAPTER : 97 : NOT EVEN NOON!
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