Stealing Spree

Chapter 2889: Shinohara Hana (2) *

"W-what’s wrong, Ruki?" Having regained her breath, Hana sensed my momentary distraction and frowned slightly as her fingers tightened on my nape, pulling my attention back to her.

"Nothing. Just making sure no one’s peeking at us." I murmured, pressing a kiss to her damp forehead while subtly angling my body to block her view of the door. The last thing Hana needed right now was realizing we had an audience. This was supposed to be her special moment, after all.

Of course, it was also fortunate that it was not a guy. Otherwise, I would’ve acted right away. As for Suzuki Yumika... well, I’d talk to her later. I could tell she hadn’t seen much and considering I caught her off guard, she’d probably be too embarrassed to continue. Unless... the scene was too stimulating for her that she would dare to continue peeking while I focus entirely on Hana.

Hana nodded in understanding, but the way her inner walls quivered showed that the thought slightly affected her.

Due to that, she stared at me intently, wordlessly urging me to hurry up and continue. Although that was already her second climax, she clearly didn’t want to end her first experience without being able to satisfy me as well.

That quiet urgency in her gaze was irresistible. If I didn’t give it to her, would she resent me? Most probably.

I cupped her cheeks and gave her one more kiss. Then, I shifted slightly, hooking one of her legs over my shoulder, changing the angle.

Hana had to suck in her breath as I began moving again, my cock going deeper as her spine arched off the table.

The way her whole body squirmed from the pleasure was too intoxicating to ignore. Hana’s fingers tangled in my hair as I increased my pace, her breath coming in ragged gasps between muffled moans. Every thrust drew out slick sounds from her dripping folds, her inner walls clinging desperately to me as if afraid I’d pull away too soon.

"R-Ruki... ngh... faster... Let me feel you more--" Her plea broke off into a whimper as I obeyed, driving into her with slow, deep strokes that made her toes curl against my back.

The table creaked beneath us, but neither of us cared. Not when her golden eye was glazed with pleasure, silently demanding more.

At this point, I also started focusing on my pleasure, making sure that when her third climax eventually crashed over her, I’d be there to accompany her.

I cleared my head of the peeking senior and focused entirely on my girl. Her flushed cheeks, her parted lips catching ragged breaths, the way her golden eye gleamed with unshed tears of overstimulation.

Hana’s clung tightly to me as I pounded into her with more forceful thrusts, each movement coaxing another choked moan from her throat.

The rhythm became erratic that the screws of the table ominously clinked, nearing its limit. But her silent plea outweighed any concern for furniture integrity.

Little by little, my control frayed as heat coiled tight in my stomach and pooled around the tip of my cock.

Each time I would hit her depths, the tip would be squeezed tight by her inner walls. The most amazing thing about it was she was doing it unconsciously.

Listening to her sweet moans as my hips snapped forward with increasing urgency, I finally reached my limit.

Gripping her hips tightly, the table groaned beneath us as Hana’s third climax hit. Her entire body seized up like a live wire while her inner walls milked me desperately.

That final clench shattered the last sliver of my restraint.

With a subdued groan, I buried myself to the hilt as my body quivered from the overwhelming sensation.

Heat surged through me as her love juices flooded out. At the same time, the first spurt of my essence filled her deepest part. Then, I pulled back and thrust once again, delivering the next rope of thick cum inside her womb.

Hana could only wrap her four limbs around me, her golden eye rolling back slightly as she took everything I gave her. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her inner walls pulsated intensely, squeezing more of my cum out while keeping me buried deep inside her.

For a while, neither of us moved. The only sounds in the room were our heavy breathing and the occasional wet squelch as her body adjusted to the lingering fullness.

Then, Hana exhaled shakily before weakly biting my shoulder. "Haa... So this is how it feels to be filled by you... You came too much... It’s going to spill..."

Hearing those words, I could only suppress my grin as I sealed her lips again, savoring her muffled groan and exchanging slow, lazy kisses while staying buried deep inside her.

My fingers threaded through her hair, caressing her gently as our lips parted. Hana’s chest rose and fell rapidly against mine as I gradually lifted my body, watching her dreamy face show a hint of reluctance.

After that, we both watched as I took a step back, pulling out of her with a wet squelch. Hana’s breath hitched as my cum spilled onto the table, covering the few drops of blood from her torn maidenhood.

"Mhm. This is beautiful." I couldn’t help but murmur as I watched her sacred place twitch a bit as though trying to prevent our mixed essence from spilling over.

"S-shameless pervert." Hana’s whisper was hoarse as she put an arm to cover her face.

I caressed her cheek and then began fixing her top, buttoning it up while Hana watched me with hooded eyes. "Rest for now, alright? Leave the clean up to me."

"Rest... then come here. Hold me properly first." Since she couldn’t get up from the table yet, Hana stretched her arms towards me, fingers flexing impatiently. The way her golden eye glimmered with stubborn affection made my chest tighten. She’d never admit how much she craved this closeness, but her body spoke volumes.

I bent towards her again, entering her embrace. Hana stuffed her face on the crook of my neck, inhaling deeply as her breathing gradually steadied.

"Chizuru, that girl, won’t tease me anymore. She’s been so smug since that sleepover of yours." Hana grumbled, her muffled voice carrying a hint of playful accusation.

Chii is teasing her? That girl... it hasn’t been a week yet. But thinking about it... that girl was also a little insecure before. And since she’s determined to make their trio’s friendship and sisterly bonds equal, she probably didn’t just tease Hana... There’s also Hifumi.

No wonder that girl was becoming more affectionate in our recent exchanges. She was hinting at it to me. But I was too dumb to pick up that she was also waiting. Most likely, once she got the opportunity, she’d also act like Hana.

"Don’t worry. I’ll scold her for you."

"Hmph. Can you even scold any of us seriously?"

"Of course. I’ll scold her with kisses for teasing you. And maybe a few spanks."

"I don’t believe you. After the spank, you’ll surely make love with her again."

"Well... if you’re all irresistible, can you blame me?"

Hana scoffed as she bit on my earlobe, expressing her annoyance. "Idiot. You spoil everyone too much. Then you wonder why we also can’t punish you properly."

Ugh... That’s a good point... Because I’d rather pamper than scold them, they also adopted the same approach to me.

"You all deserved to be spoiled, after all," I murmured into Hana’s damp hair as I continued caressing her.

Gradually, her breathing softened against my neck until she let out a contented sigh, falling asleep. Exhaustion from emotional release and physical exertion finally caught up to her.

Carefully adjusting her legs off the table’s edge, I gently moved her to the middle of the table’s surface.

After wiping her sweat and cleaning our mess, I pulled Hana’s skirt down properly.

Next, I fixed myself and whispered to the sleeping girl’s ear, "I’ll be back in a bit."

With that, I turned around and walked towards the door to the adjacent room. Even without sliding it open, I could already hear the rapid, panicked breathing and rustling fabric from the other side before scurrying away.

I gently opened the door, stepped into the adjacent room, and found Suzuki Yumika standing at the other side of the room, acting like she’d been there the entire time.

Except she could hide how she was fidgeting or how her face was flushed crimson. Even her knees were trembling slightly, betraying her nervousness.

"Senpai, you’re here." I calmly addressed her.

"Y-yeah. I just arrived." She lied poorly but she probably thought her acting was impeccable as she stared at me with a straight posture.

Well, as an archer, she should be great at calming her mind to steady her aim. But at the moment, what she witnessed was multiple times more stimulating than anything she imagined. No matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t regulate her breathing properly.