The Heart System

Chapter 460: Chapter 460

Jasmine’s back arched into a bridge, her fingers digging into my hair as a high, trembling moan broke from her lips. The pink glow exploded in a final, dazzling flash before slowly beginning to simmer down into a soft, fading hum. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers in violent, rhythmic spasms, milking them with a desperate strength. I felt the hot, pulsing flood of her release drenching my hand, overflowing and dripping down onto the balcony floor. She shook uncontrollably, her thighs clamping around my head as she rode the peak.

"Evan! Oh... god, Evan!"

She stayed in that state for what felt like an eternity, her moans turning into ragged, breathless hitches as her body finally began to go limp against the cushions. I stayed there, my tongue still pressed against her twitching clit, savoring the taste of her climax until the very last of the tremors faded away.

I pulled my hand back, my fingers glistening and dripping in the dim balcony light. I licked them clean, my eyes locked on her glazed, blown-out stare.

"Goddamn," she breathed, her voice a mere shadow of itself, a beautiful, dazed smile spreading across her face. "You really know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?"

I stayed there for a moment, the sound of the storm outside muffled by the thick glass panels enclosing the balcony. The air inside the small space was humid, fogging up the glass as our combined body heat turned the enclosed area into a private sauna. Jasmine’s breathing slowly hitched back to a normal rhythm, her skin glowing under the soft balcony lights. The blue interface of the On a Roll quest was still shimmering at the edge of my vision, the timer ticking down.

I knew I had to move now if I wanted those fifty Special Coins, but more than that, the way Jasmine was looking at me—exposed, wrecked, and utterly trusting—made my blood feel like liquid fire.

"Jas," I whispered, leaning up to kiss the pulse point on her neck. I felt the vibration of her pulse against my lips, fast and frantic. "I want to take that ’opener’ offer seriously. I want to see how much you can really handle for me before the others get here."

She let out a shaky, half-breathless laugh, her eyes fluttering open with a hazy, dark heat. "You’re not done with me? God, Evan... okay. Show me what else you’ve got."

I helped her up from the flat sunbed, my hands firm on her waist. The glass panels behind her were already misting over from our breath. I guided her toward the far end of the balcony, where a sturdy waist-high ledge ran along the glass. I had her turn around and lean over it, her chest pressing against the cool surface while her round, perfect ass was pushed back toward me. I reached down and hooked my fingers into her soaked panties, sliding them down her legs until she stepped out of them, leaving her completely bare from the waist down.

The position was primal. She was bent over, legs spread slightly apart, silhouetted against the dark city lights flickering behind the glass. I reached down, my hand sliding between her legs to find her pussy, which was still dripping and swollen. My fingers came away drenched in her slick, hot wetness. I didn’t have any oil out here, but I didn’t need it—Jasmine was providing everything I required. I coated my cock with her juices, the friction of my hand making it glisten in the dim light.

Then, I leaned down, my face inches from her flushed skin. I dragged my tongue in a long, slow, wet stripe from her pussy all the way up to her tight, puckered ring. Jasmine let out a sharp, jagged gasp that fogged the glass in front of her. I didn’t stop there. I buried my face between her cheeks, my tongue swirling in deep, rhythmic circles around her rosebud, tasting the salt of her skin mixed with her own sweet cream.

Slap. I brought my open palm down hard on her left cheek, the sound echoing sharply off the glass panels. The flesh wobbled and turned a delicious, angry pink. Jasmine’s hips bucked instinctively, her back arching as she let out a low, guttural moan.

"You like that, don’t you?" I whispered, my voice vibrating against her skin.

I gathered a mouthful of spit and let it coat her rear, my tongue flicking against the sensitive opening. I used my thumb to stretch the skin, making sure she was soaked and ready for me. Every time I licked her, the Erogenous Insight flared a brilliant, pulsing purple, showing me exactly how much she was craving it. I bit the soft meat of her thigh, then licked the mark I’d made, my hands kneading her ass like dough while my tongue kept worshiping her back door until she was whimpering for the real thing.

"You’re so tight, Jas," I whispered. "Are you sure you’re ready for this?"

"Just... do it, Evan. I want to feel you. All of you," she hissed, her fingers white-knuckled as she gripped the ledge.

I positioned the head of my cock at the entrance of her rear, but as I tried to push, the resistance was absolute. She was too tight, her muscles clenching in a defensive, panicky flutter that stopped me dead.

"It’s okay, Jas. I’ve got you," I whispered.

I pulled back and crouched behind her, my eyes locked on the puckered, stubborn ring of her rosebud. I didn’t rush it. I leaned in and buried my face between her cheeks again, using my tongue like a wedge. I tongued her deeply, swirling and flicking, wet pressure that forced her to yield. I gathered more of her pussy juices on my fingers and painted the area until it was glistening, then I pressed my index finger against the opening.

Slowly, the muscle gave way, swallowing my digit to the knuckle. Jasmine let out a long, shaky groan, her hips swaying as she began to open up. I added a second finger, scissoring them gently inside her to stretch the walls, feeling the heat radiate against my skin. The Erogenous Insight glow was a deep, throbbing violet now, showing me she was primed.

I stood back up, my cock throbbing and slick with the mixture of her nectar and my spit. I lined myself up again and pushed. This time, the head slid in with a wet, heavy friction. I didn’t stop, driving forward with a steady, coiling strength until I felt her tailbone knock against my hips.

"Oh god... Evan... it’s so much..."

"Take it, Jas. Just breathe for me," I whispered, my muscles coiling as I finally buried myself to the hilt.

I stayed there for a second, letting her adjust. Her internal walls were clenching around me in frantic, rhythmic pulses, trying to accommodate my dick. I started to move, a slow, deep grind that evolved into a heavy, slapping rhythm.

Slap. Slap. Slap.

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ON A ROLL COMPLETED

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CASH OUT OR SAVE IT?

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CURRENT SC: 50

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Huh... it seemed like I could cash out now. But I also could save my SC, earn more, and then cash out for more and better rewards.

I saved it for now.