Chapter 152: Sister Seraphina [3] [R-18]

Amon helped Seraphina out of the ruined nurse dress.

The thin fabric was damp with sweat and clung to her skin in places.

He peeled it off carefully, the material sticking for a second before releasing with a soft sound, then let it drop to the floor.

He reached for the box of tissues on the nightstand.

"Hold still," he murmured.

"I’m not moving."

The paper felt cool against his fingers as he wiped the cum from her cheeks, her lips, and the bridge of her nose with slow, gentle strokes.

Seraphina stayed quiet and let him clean her, the warmth of her breath brushing his wrist.

"Do I still have to stay in character?" she asked once he finished.

Amon chuckled. "No. You can drop it now."

"Good. My throat was starting to get sore from all the professional talk."

"You were doing well though."

"Of course I was."

She nodded, reached up, and fixed her pale-blue hair with both hands.

The strands were slightly damp at the roots.

Then her gaze drifted down his body, over the defined lines of his chest and stomach still shining with a light sheen of sweat.

The faint scent of sex and soap clinging to his skin, the still-hard cock between his legs.

"You look really good," she said, voice soft but honest. "I can’t wait to eat you up."

Amon raised an eyebrow. "I should be the one saying that."

"Then say it."

"You look good enough to eat."

She smiled, a little shy despite everything they had already done. "You’re only saying that because I’m still messy."

"I’m saying it because it’s true."

Amon took her han and pulled her back onto the bed.

Seraphina landed on her back with a small bounce; the sheets were cool against her heated skin.

"Lie back for me."

"Bossy."

"You like it."

He hooked one of her legs over his shoulder, opening her wide.

The smooth stocking slid against his neck.

He rubbed the head of his cock through the slick mess of her earlier orgasm, coating himself thoroughly; the wetness was hot and thick, making soft, slippery sounds.

Seraphina watched him, cheeks still flushed.

Her voice came out quieter and bashful. "Amon... do you want to try the other hole?"

He met her eyes and shook his head. "Not yet."

"Why not?"

"Because I still want this one first."

"You’re greedy."

"Only for you."

He pushed back inside her in one firm thrust.

The sudden heat and tightness made both of them exhale. "Ah~ you’re still so big..."

"And you’re still so tight."

"It feels deeper than before~."

"Good."

This time he did not start slow. He fucked her hard from the beginning, hips snapping forward with steady, aggressive force.

The wet slap of skin against skin filled the room.

Seraphina’s free leg wrapped around his waist; her hands gripped the sheets, fingers twisting in the fabric.

"Amon... slower~"

"You can take it. You’ve taken it before."

"I know, but~ ah~ it’s deeper like this~"

"That’s the point."

"You’re not going to slow down, are you?"

He kept the pace relentless, his one hand locked under her knee to keep her leg high on his shoulder.

The angle let him drive in deep; her walls gripped him tightly, still sensitive and fluttering from before.

Soft, broken moans spilled from her with every impact, and a thin sheen of fresh sweat began to form between her breasts.

"Tell me how it feels," he said.

"Full... too full... but I don’t want you to stop."

"Then I won’t."

"You’re so rough today.~."

"You asked for the full dose earlier."

After a while he pulled out with a wet sound, lay back, and guided her on top of him.

"Come here."

"Where?"

"On top of me. Now."

Seraphina was quick to wrap both arms and legs around his body, holding on tightly.

Her skin was warm and slightly damp against his.

Amon kissed the side of her neck, open-mouthed and warm, tasting the faint salt of her sweat, while his hands cupped her breasts and played with the stiff nipples.

"You’re sensitive here again," he murmured against her skin.

"Only because of you."

He thrust up into her from below in short, powerful strokes; the soft flesh of her ass bounced against his hips with every upward movement.

"You feel even better like this," he said.

Seraphina only moaned in answer, face buried against his shoulder, her breath hot and uneven.

"Amon... I can feel you so deep..."

"That’s the point."

"Don’t stop."

"I wasn’t planning to."

Suddenly he sat up, still buried inside her, and lifted her with him as he stood.

"Amon~!" she yelped, arms tightening around his neck in surprise.

The sudden change of height made her clench around him.

"I’ve got you. Hold on."

"Where are we going?"

"You’ll see."

He carried her the short distance to the full-length mirror on the side of the room.

Without pulling out he turned her around so her back was against his chest, both of them facing the glass.

His hands gripped her thighs, fingers sinking into soft flesh, holding her open and suspended on his cock.

The cool air of the room brushed over her exposed front.

"Look," he said against her ear, voice low. "Look how lewd you are right now."

Seraphina’s eyes met her own reflection.

Her flushed face, messy hair sticking to her neck and breasts moving with every thrust.

She looked at the place where his thick cock disappeared inside her clearly visible between her spread legs.

"I look... messy," she whispered.

"You look perfect." He replied kissing her neck. "I like it."

Amon fucked her hard in front of the mirror, lifting and dropping her onto him with steady force.

The wet sounds were louder now; her own slickness ran down the inside of her thighs and onto his.

"You look so good taking me," he murmured. "Watch how your body takes every inch."

Seraphina could only watch and moan, one hand reaching back to grip his hair.

"Amon... if you keep talking like that~"

"What? You’ll cum again?"

"Yes~"

"Then cum. I want to feel it while you’re looking at yourself."

"That’s unfair..."

"But you’re still going to cum, aren’t you?"

"Yes..."

The sight of them together, the heat of his body against her back, the stretch and fullness inside her.

Her walls began to flutter.

Amon’s rhythm grew shorter and sharper.

"I’m going to cum inside," he warned.

"Do it~ please~"

"You want it?"

"I want it. Fill me."

"Say it again."

"Fill me. Please."

He buried himself to the hilt and came hard, flooding her with thick, hot pulses while her walls fluttered and clenched around him.

Seraphina trembled in his arms, a long shaky breath leaving her as she felt every spurt deep inside.

The warmth of it spread through her.

"Amon..."

"I’ve got you."

For a moment they stayed locked together in front of the mirror, both breathing heavily, skin damp and flushed.

Then the afterglow settled. Amon slowly lowered her back to the bed; the sheets felt cooler against their heated bodies.

He pulled out. The sight of his cum beginning to leak from her in a slow, thick trail made something colder cut through the remaining heat in his chest.

He sat on the edge of the mattress and ran a hand through his sweat-damp hair.

’At this rate.’ He thought. ’I might actually get her pregnant.’