Chapter 307

“J-Junior... please don't touch my butt...”

“Why not?”

“It's slippery...”

“It's fine.”

“Okay...”

Chinami didn't even realize she was pressing her pelvis forward. It was pure instinct—a subconscious urge to better feel my cock pressing against her stomach through our embrace.

I carefully laid her down on the bed, but she clung to me, refusing to let go. I gently tickled her sides. Just like before, she let out a cute yelp and released her hold on my neck.

“Junior...! That tickles...! Why are you bullying me...!”

“Bullying? I only did it because I like you.”

“Liar...! You just tickled me to break my hug...! You turn into a liar whenever we're in the massage room...! Please don't try to trick me...!”

That reminded me of the second time I gave Chinami a massage. She had called me a liar back then, too, right before climaxing over and over again. That had been incredibly hot. Suddenly, I felt a wave of nostalgia.

“I really do like you, though.”

“...Really?”

“Yeah.”

“T-Then that's fine... What are you going to do now...?”

Chinami's voice trembled slightly. She seemed to have a vague idea of what was about to happen. I gently grabbed her sides, leaned my upper body over her chest, and answered.

“I'm going to put it in.”

“Nyah...”

“Are you okay with that?”

“I-I don't know... I don't know anything...”

That was her way of telling me to do as I pleased. Chuckling at Chinami's cute grumbling, I pressed my already hardened cock against her slit.

“Hiiik...!”

Her waist arched up immediately, clearly stimulated by the touch. As I gently pushed aside her soaked disposable panties, my fingers brushed against her plump lips, squeezed tight by the pressure of the string.

“Heeeek...!”

Perhaps the sensation of bare skin against skin without any barrier was too vivid. A moan, far louder than before, spilled from Chinami's lips.

Hearing that, I couldn't hold back any longer and immediately shifted my position down between her legs. Realizing that we were about to have sex, Chinami grabbed a clean pillow next to her and hid her face behind it. Watching her, I positioned my cock at her crotch.

My glans tapped against her mound. At the contact, her hands gripped the pillow tightly against her face. Could she even breathe properly like that? Worried, I grabbed one of Chinami's wrists and pulled it away from the pillow.

“W-What are you doing...! Please don't bully me...!”

Her flustered whining drifted out from under the pillow. Even though I couldn't see her face at all, I could feel her overwhelming cuteness and the intense embarrassment radiating from her.

“I'm not bullying you. I'm just worried you might suffocate.”

“I am managing perfectly fine on my own...! I think it would be best for you to focus on what you need to do...!”

“Wouldn't it be better if we focused together? I'm not doing this alone, you know.”

“Hiiik...! Please don't say it so bluntly...!”

I wasn't being blunt at all, though... Should I have watered it down even more? I felt a little awkward and was about to apologize when Chinami slightly lifted the bottom edge of the pillow and took a deep breath.

“Huu...! Haa...! Huu...! Haa...!”

I guess she really had been suffocating. Her breathing was heavy from nerves, and I could see her chest rising and falling drastically.

For Chinami, it was probably just an attempt to relax... but watching her, I felt even more blood rushing to my groin. The way her smooth, oiled skin dynamically flexed and curved was incredibly obscene.

What really drove me crazy were the faint lines of her abs, barely visible under the dim lighting. It wasn't a muscle that usually showed, but it seemed to appear as her flesh stretched taut when she arched her back.

Unable to hold back any longer, I pressed down on my cock, which was resting against her mound, and slid it down while she was still catching her breath. As her lips parted and swallowed my glans, I thrust my hips forward.

Squelch...!

“Muu...!?”

Along with Chinami's startled gasp, I felt a scorching heat. Having buried nearly half my length inside her warm flesh, I burst into silent laughter when I noticed the bottom of the pillow covering her face inching upward.

I could read her mind perfectly: she was curious about the insertion but too scared to watch it directly. Realizing this, I waited until the pillow dropped back down to cover her face before starting a slow rhythm.

Wipe.

“Muu...!”

Chinami's back twitched at the touch of the cold wet wipe on her stomach. Even though she was utterly exhausted, she lowered both hands to cover her nether regions, as if she didn't want me looking at her slit. Or perhaps she was trying to hide the sheer amount of slick she had poured out after climaxing multiple times during sex.

Without stopping her, I carefully wiped the semen off her stomach and asked.

“Are you tired?”

“...Yes... But I can manage... I also want to take a shower...”

“Should we shower together?”

“Nya...!? No...!”

“Why not?”

“What do you mean, why...? How could I show you my naked body...”

I had already seen more than enough of it... She knew that perfectly well, yet she was still acting shy. It was a shame, but I decided to let it go for today. Next time we had sex, though, I was definitely showering with her. I swore to myself that I would have some loving physical contact with my cute Chinami in the tub.

Making that promise to myself, my face broke into a wide smile as she adorably reached out both hands, silently asking me to pull her up.

“Are you taking a shower right now?”

“I suppose I should...?”

“Want me to carry you?”

“Huh...? Yes...”

I pulled her petite, bashfully nodding frame into a tight hug. Feeling her blazing body heat, I confessed my feelings.

“I like you.”

Perhaps my low, calm tone sounded nice to her, because Chinami tightened her arms around my waist. I was glad she seemed to be in such a good mood. I needed to cherish Chinami with everything I had. From now on, I wouldn't hold back on expressing my affection.

“Umm... should I leave the room after my shower...?”

Chinami asked while buried against my chest. She seemed to think Renka would be getting a massage in here. I gently stroked her oil-slicked back and answered.

“Do whatever makes you comfortable. You can rest on the bed, or you can rest in here. You can even watch us if you want.”

“W-Watch...? What are you talking about?”

“Watch the President get a massage.”

“Hieek...? I-I don't want to see something so private. Actually, I do want to see it, but I'll hold back for your and Renka's sake...! I'll stay in here, so you go ahead and give Renka a heart-pounding massage in the bedroom.”

“All right, then. I'll clean up out here while you shower.”

“Ah, okay... Thank you...”

I supported Chinami—whose legs were trembling from using her muscles so much—and opened the door to the bathroom connected to the massage room. After letting her in, I stood quietly for a moment, ready to burst in immediately if I heard her fall over.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for the sound of water spraying from the showerhead to reach me. It meant she was fine. Relieved, I started cleaning the massage room while imagining what Renka was up to.

She was probably listening to Chinami showering right now, right? Hearing the running water, she was likely dying of embarrassment as she imagined Chinami and me having sex. Hell, she might even be masturbating.

I finished cleaning up the room and quickly wiped the oil off my own body. Absolutely certain that Renka would be pretending to be asleep when I came out, I opened the door leading to the bedroom.

Creeeak...

The squeaking of the hinges, which normally would have sounded eerie, tickled my ears in a surprisingly erotic way given the circumstances. Now, it was time to humiliate Renka to my heart's content.

Happily contemplating how I was going to discipline her, I scanned the bedroom, only to frown when I saw the empty bed.

“What the?”

Where did Renka go? Had she gotten tired of waiting and gone down to the snack bar? No, her bag was gone, too.

On a hunch, I grabbed my Cell Phone and immediately called her. After the phone rang five or six times, I heard her voice: —H-Hello.

Renka's voice, trying hard to feign composure, rang out through the receiver. The moment I heard it, my suspicion was confirmed.

“Where are you right now?”

—.....

Intimidated by my low, serious tone, she didn't answer.

“I asked where you are.”

When I pressed her again, she let out a hollow laugh and confessed her location.

—I-I'm on my way home?

“Home? Did you just say home?”

—Yeah. Home. No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn't find a single reason why I had to stay there. So I just left.

Despite her bold words, her voice was trembling slightly. She was terrified of the backlash.

Even though she knew she'd get punished for it, she kept rebelling like this, and I loved it. Having a spirit bursting with defiance was exactly what made Renka who she was. Chuckling internally, I spoke.

“Come back.”

—Where...?

“Come back to the Hotel right this second. Before I come find you.”

—Why would I...

“Are you on the subway? A taxi? A bus?”

—...I'm walking to the subway.

“I'll give you ten minutes. Turn around right now.”

—I-I don't want to...?

“Your time starts now. If you don't come back today, tomorrow is going to be very hard for you.”

Did she realize that in the end, she couldn't escape my grasp?

—Haa...

With a deep sigh, she hung up the phone. A short while later, a knock rang out at the Hotel door. Wondering if it was her, I opened the door to find Renka standing in the hallway, head hung low and looking utterly dejected.

“What's this? I thought you were walking to the subway.”

“...I was planning to... that's why I said that...”

So her saying she was heading home had been a lie. She had probably thought about running away and actually made it out the door, only to remember my warning and hesitate in the hallway. That was when I had called her.

It was commendable that she quickly faced reality and came back, but trying to run away and leaving without permission was a grave offense. If you commit a crime worthy of a beating, you have to take your punishment, right? Chinami would probably take a very long shower, so I had plenty of time to give Renka some strict discipline before she finished.