The Heart System

Chapter 718: Chapter 718

Kayla walked toward the balcony for some privacy as Minne poured me a fresh glass of orange juice. She set it down carefully, then hesitated for a moment, fidgeting with her hands.

I noticed immediately. "Minne? Something on your mind?"

She looked down shyly, biting her lip. "It’s... nothing, Master."

I raised an eyebrow. "Come on. You know you can tell me anything."

She shifted her weight from one foot to the other, clearly nervous. "Well... Mrs. Jasmine... t-told me that you requested Mrs. Tessa and her to... s-suck you off while you eat, Master."

I exhaled slowly, leaning back in my chair. "Yeah... that was a very long time ago."

Minne stayed quiet for a few seconds, then spoke again, her voice barely above a whisper. "M-may I... do the same?"

This was unexpected. Her asking me a question like this? With those puppy eyes? Fuck, how could I refuse that now?

I stood up slowly and walked over to her. I gently patted her on the head, then suddenly pulled my pants down, freeing my cock. "Go ahead, honey. Suck me off while I eat like a good maid."

Minne’s eyes lit up with a mix of nervousness and excitement. "T-thank you, Master!"

She dropped to her knees in front of me after I sat back down at the table. I picked up my fork and started eating while Minne leaned in, her soft, warm mouth wrapping around my cock. She started sucking gently at first, her tongue swirling around the head as she took me deeper into her mouth.

"Mmm..." she hummed softly, the vibration sending a pleasant shiver up my spine. She bobbed her head slowly, taking her time, clearly wanting to please me while I enjoyed my breakfast.

I reached down and stroked her hair gently. "That’s it... good girl. Just like that."

Minne moaned around my cock, sucking a little harder, her cheeks hollowing as she worked me with clear devotion. The wet, soft sounds of her mouth mixed with the clinking of my fork against the plate created a strangely intimate atmosphere.

I took a sip of orange juice and looked down at her. "You’re doing so well, Minne. Such a perfect little maid."

She looked up at me with big, adoring eyes, her mouth full of my cock, and hummed happily in response.

I picked up a slice of bread and looked down under the table. Minne was there on her knees, her soft, warm mouth wrapped around my soft cock. She was sucking gently, her tongue swirling slowly around the head as she tried to bring me back to life. It was going to take a while, I was still spent from everything we had done last night.

I took a bite of the bread and continued eating while Minne kept working on me. She was patient and devoted, sucking a little harder now, her cheeks hollowing as she tried to get me fully hard. The wet, soft sounds of her mouth were quiet but incredibly arousing under the table.

"Mmm..." she hummed softly around my cock, the vibration sending a pleasant shiver through me. She took me deeper into her mouth, her tongue pressing against the underside as she bobbed her head slowly.

I reached down and gently stroked her hair. "Good girl... keep sucking just like that."

Minne moaned happily around my cock, clearly encouraged. She started sucking with more enthusiasm, her head moving a little faster as I slowly began to harden in her mouth. Half-hard now, I could feel myself growing thicker between her lips.

My phone suddenly rang. I fished it out of my pocket and saw Carrie’s name on the screen.

"Hello?" I answered, putting one hand behind Minne’s head as she kept sucking me.

"Evan," Carrie began. "Um, morning."

"Morn..." Minne took me deeper into her throat, which made me pause for a second. "Morning."

"So, some news," Carrie continued. "Luna wants to meet with you again."

"Meet?" I chuckled, trying to keep my voice steady as Minne’s tongue swirled around me. "Now that’s interesting."

"Yeah... I know."

Talking normally with Carrie felt... wrong. I mean, I had fucked this woman in front of her step-son after they both tried to steal Kim from me. And now we were chatting like two old friends on a casual morning call. This honestly didn’t make any sense. I think Carrie sensed the awkwardness too. But... we were way past that point, I suppose.

"Tell her I can meet with her tomorrow," I said, my hand gently guiding Minne’s head as she sucked me deeper. "Not today. I have some things to do."

"Oh, she told me she’d be available in two days."

"Then we don’t meet," I replied firmly. "Tell her that."

"O-okay, I will," she said.

There was a brief silence. Minne kept sucking me under the table, the wet, quiet sounds barely audible as I took a sip of my orange juice and wiped my lips with a tissue.

"If that’s all," I began.

"Can we, perhaps... meet today?" she asked. "If you’re available."

This whore...

"Same hotel room. Two hours later," I said.

"OKAY!" she replied quickly, then cleared her throat. "Okay. Thank you."

"Hmm. Bye."

I hung up the call... wow. Couldn’t lie, I’d missed Carrie. Well, not her but I missed fucking her. But... man. I could already see the bad boy points I’d get from that sexual activity.

I looked down under the table. Minne was still there on her knees, sucking me with gentle devotion.

"Alright, honey, that’s enough," I said softly, stroking her hair.

She pulled off with a soft pop, looking up at me with big, slightly disappointed eyes. "B-but you haven’t cum yet, Master..."

I smiled gently and helped her up. "I’ll go and fuck Carrie after this. Need to save my power, honey."

Minne’s lips formed a small pout. "Aw... C-Carrie? Her?"

She looked a little sad as she crawled out from under the table. I pulled my pants back up and fastened them.

Kayla slid the glass door closed as she stepped back in from the balcony. She rubbed her ass with a little grimace. "Ouch..."

"Hurts?" I asked.

"Like you’d know," she replied with a playful glare.

I raised both hands in surrender. "Yeah, yeah. Sorry."

I sat there for a moment, thinking. I wanted to find out more about this Dungeon thing, but without throwing myself into any real danger. It felt like a trap waiting to happen.

I cleared my throat. "I’ll go to the bathroom real quick."

"Nuh-uh, mister," Kayla said immediately, crossing her arms. "You’re going to put Vaseline on my asshole. You can’t just fuck me and walk away with it. Take care of me!"

I chuckled. "Jeez, you had to ask. Come on, let’s go to the bathroom."

I got up and walked with her toward the bathroom. Once we were inside, I closed the door behind us.