𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐑𝐄 [O.AIKU]

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"A-Aiku..."

Her moaned muffled in her pillow while Oliver still have himself inside her. Thrusting fast chasing for his second orgasm. She was actually drooling on the pillow since she was having her brain fucked.

Y/N laid on her stomach, gripping the sheets tightly around her fingers. She doesn't have such a stamina like Oliver. Now she was busy calling herself weak inside her brain.

Oliver clasped her hips tightly. The pillow underneath her hips helping him to reached deeper inside her walls. Her ass jiggling as he moved turned him even more.

She whimpered weakly under him as he again aggressively thrusting inside her. He leaned down to buried his face in the crook of her neck and moaned and came with last deep thrust.

He trying to catch his breath while leaving softly kisses on her shoulder. He slowly wrapped his arms around and hugged her from the top. She groaned out, "You're heavy as fuck, Aiku."

He laughed before pulled back to sat up. Y/N gasped when he pulled together with her making her on top of him. He grabbed her thighs, and opened them wide. Oliver pulled her into another deep kiss.

"ngh, w-wait Aiku..." Y/N sobbing out loud as soon as she feeling him moving again inside her. She thought he already done with her. His fingers sneakily rubbing her clit while distracting her with his lips. He was making her feeling so sensitive and she came again.

"A-Aiku, please, no... E-enough..." She desperately begging him. Her hand reaching for his fingers to stop his movement due to her sensitivity. Oliver took her hand, bought it to his lips and kissed her bruised wrist leaving her whimpering. The tight knot of the belt leaving marks around her wrist, and he begging her to forgive him for being unconsidered previously.

Y/N doesn't seem mind about it even it was hurt a little bit. But she liked it.

"One more, Princess... Wanna feel you again... Come again on my cock..." He drilled his cock into the willing cunt from underneath. She let out more moans while throwing her head back to his shoulder

"I-I'm close... A-Aiku, please hurry." She managed to spoke between her breathless moans, "Good girl. You're doing so good, princess..." The slapping sounds echoed again as he sped up his pace.

"I'm close... Wanna cum again inside you. Cum again, pretty girl. I know you can..." Her head spinning as he doesn't stop there. His fingers rubbing her clit as fast as his cock thrusting through.

Her nails sunk through his arm with her gaping mouth, he climaxed inside her, inside her cervix, pumping out thick globs of cum in her core, painting her with it until her stomach stretches out slightly from the sheer amount for the last time. Oliver's hips started to stutter in thrusts as his balls tightened, sweat dripping from his temple.

"Fuck... That's my girl..."

The bed were wet with her squirts. They stayed like that for a few minutes as they trying to catch their breaths.

Oliver caressed her belly gently and giving more kissed on her neck. Her body slumped down as her legs were shaking as she tried to lift them up.

"You're so soft, Y/N." He brushed her hair back, exposing her sweaty forehead. Her eyes were so heavy that she barely opened her eyes. But she tried to stay awake.

"Let's get you clean first, okay? Stay with me?" She nodded as a respond. "I'm going to pull out slowly, okay?" He turned their body around, laid hers on the bed gently and pulled out his cock. She winced, massaging her inner thighs.

He cursed under his breath after peeping over her pussy, gaping over nothing as if it was begging him to fill her up again. His cock hardened again. But he knew they already at their limits and she need more rest.

He decided to ignore it this time. Oliver moved her around so he possibly carried her in bridal style properly and bought her to her bathroom to help her with the cleaning.

After 30 minutes, they had done cleaning up. Now Y/N felt the exhaustion kicked in. She couldn't hold back her dropping eyes and even Oliver need to help her to put on his boxer on her.

Since her panties already dirty.

He also put on one of his large jersey that fit on Y/N too. It was a windy night and he doesn't want her to catch cold. Oliver tucked her under his thick blanket after he changed the sheet. They doesn't feel sticky and it much more comfortable now.

Aiku joined her in the bed before kissing her goodnight.

The end...

Jk..

...

Y/N woke up, feeling someone caressing her back. A rough warm palm massaging her back gently. Her eyes opened, meeting the heterochromia eyes that already on her. As if he was watching her sleeping.

"Don't stare at me like that, you're looking like a creep." She thought she had lost her voice, but feeling glad she hasn't yet. He chuckled, but didn't pull away his hand from underneath the jersey. She felt so sore, and her muscles were screaming her to not move too much.

"Well then, I'm your creep, right?"

"Cringe." She buried her face in the pillow, making Oliver laughed.

"Sleep well?" She groaned with a muffle, "barely." His palm was rough on the skin, but it felt like a warm patch, and she doesn't want him to stop. Now she remembered something.

"What time is it?" She laid on her stomach and lift her head a bit to see. She saw the sun was up and she started to panic.

"It was 12.30p.m. now." Yup, she had the right to panic because she was late to work. She winced as she jumped up to get off the bed, but Aiku pulled her back.

"Just rest, your manager told you that you're on leave today." Y/N looked at him in disbelief, "Really?! Why?"

"She said that one of her relatives suddenly get sick, so she didn't open the library today." Aiku brushed his hair back.

"You called her?" He shook his head, "About to... But not until she called you. So she told me to inform you once you woke up. Now, get back here." He pulled her back so she laid back down.

Y/N sighed in relief, closing her eyes thinking she finally had more time to recover all of her sleeping hours. But then, her eyes opened as she remembered she was not in her own apartment.

Aiku already grinning at her as she glanced at his face, "Can I have my breakfast?" He licked his lips. Y/N was about to say yes, but not when his hand reached for the boxer that she was wearing.

Now she understood which breakfast he meant.

"No!"

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