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Chapter 50

Five years later

Katsuko's POV

My body arched as a quiet moan fled from my lips while his tongue ran circles over my hardened nipple. His other hand gripped my hip, holding me still while he ground himself against me. The friction the action caused was enough to stagger my breath, but not enough to satisfy the growing ache between my legs.

"Masato, please," I begged, my body feeling tense, my nerves standing on end at his teasing actions.

"You're so damn perfect." He mumbled as his lips moved away from my breasts, trailing down my stomach to my hips. I felt the blush creep over me at his words. He still made a point to tell me how perfect I was to him, or how beautiful I was, inside and outside of the bedroom. Despite what my body had been through the past five years, he still said those things, and I believed him, even when I didn't think it was true.

My body heated under him as he peppered kisses along my hips and moved his hand from my hip to the inside of my thigh. Small, gentle caressing movements came against it, dangerously close to my core as his other hand reached to my breast.

"Oh, shit." I hissed as his fingers played with the hard nub and my senses blazed all over my body. The wetness gathered quickly between my legs and I longed for him to touch me. I couldn't take much more of how close both his hand and lips were so close to me, but not touching. "Please, oh, fuck, please."

I gasped loudly as I convulsed as his finger ran soft lines between my wet folds before he pushed two in, stroking my walls.

His lips attached to the sensitive hood of my core, his lips sucking at his while his tongue ran circles while he moved his fingers inside me. His other hand still played and teased with the hardened nubs of my breasts and I was sent into a pure frenzy.

My breaths grew hot and shallow as he worked every sensitive nerve on my body he could at once, and the waves began to crash harsher against my body. My hands gripped at the bedsheets below and I felt my body quake as he worked me closer to a sheer sense of euphoria.

"Masato, oh god, I'm close." I mewled, tethering dangerously close to falling from the high he'd led me too.

Moments later, I came crashing around him, letting out a strangled moan as my body exploded in pure, raw pleasure.

Masato pulled away from me once he was happy I'd ridden out the sweet bliss and kissed his way back up my body until his lips met mine in a hungry kiss.

"Shit, you drive me crazy." He groaned as he tore his lips from mine and moved them to my neck, causing it to tilt to give him better access.

He shuffled himself a little to position his hard, throbbing member over my entrance before he sank inside me.

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"Mama! Daddy!" A small girl's voice filled the room of the kitchen as Masato and I prepped dinner.

"There's my favorite little girl." Masato's face turned into a full beaming smile as he spun around to find the little five-year-old standing there, covered in mud. "Oh my god, look at you!"

"I fell in the mud, daddy! Sora pushed me!"

"Well, that wasn't very nice now was it?" I sighed, placing the washcloth down. "Where is Sora?"

"The cheeky nugget is here." Ryo appeared in the doorway, holding our small three-year-old boy in his arms, looking exasperated. "He didn't mean to push Sakura, he was running around like a lunatic and knocked into her."

"Aw, well, accidents happen, you okay, baby?" Masato asked, kneeling himself down in front of her and stroking his fingers through her dark brown, almost black long hair.