Chapter 72: Lira’s (R18) (Buy Privilege Please)

They stayed joined for only a short while on the bed, both still breathing hard. Lira’s forehead rested against Kyle’s, her body twitching with leftover aftershocks from the first round. His cock softened inside her, and a slow, warm trickle of cum leaked out around it, making a small mess between them. The bedroom was quiet except for their uneven breaths and the faint sound of the city outside the window.

Lira eventually shifted, lifting herself off him carefully. The movement produced a soft, wet sound, and more of his release ran down the inside of her thigh in a glossy line. She looked at the evidence of what they had just done, then up at his face. Her honey-brown eyes were still dark with heat, cheeks flushed a deep pink, lips slightly swollen from kissing. Even thoroughly used, she looked beautiful and still hungry.

"Again," she said, voice rough and certain.

Kyle’s cock twitched at the single word. "You’re not done?"

"Not even close."

She didn’t wait for more conversation. She pushed him firmly onto his back and crawled down between his legs. Before he could say anything else she wrapped her fingers around his messy, half-hard cock and took it into her mouth without hesitation.

*Slurp—*

The sudden wet heat made him groan low in his throat. Lira licked him clean first—slow, thorough strokes of her tongue collecting every trace of their mixed fluids then sucked him deeper with clear purpose. Her tongue worked along the underside while her hand stroked the base in steady motions. The wet, intimate sounds of her mouth filled the quiet bedroom, soft and focused.

*Slurp... suck... glck...*

Kyle’s hand settled in her dark hair, not forcing her down, just resting there as he watched. She looked up at him while she worked, eyes locked on his, and the combination of the visual and the sensation made blood rush back fast. Within a minute he was fully hard again, thick and throbbing against her tongue. Lira kept sucking for several more moments, as if making certain he was completely ready, then pulled off with a wet pops. A thin string of saliva connected her bottom lip to the tip of his cock before it broke.

She wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and climbed back up his body until she was straddling his hips once more. Her grayish tank top was still bunched above her breasts, leaving them bare and slightly marked from earlier.

"My turn to set the pace," she muttered.

She reached down, lined him up against her entrance, and sank down onto his cock in one smooth, deliberate motion.

*Schliiick—*

Both of them groaned at the feeling. Lira braced her hands on his chest and started riding him hard right away lifting almost all the way off before dropping down with real force. The wet sound of her ass meeting his thighs filled the room immediately one again while his dick destroyed the wall of her pussy.

*uggh*

Kyle groaned with pleasure.

*mmh- love- me*

Lira moaned.

Her breasts bounced freely with every movement. Kyle’s hands gripped her hips, fingers digging in as he helped her slam down harder. He thrust up to meet her every time she came down, the impact growing louder and wetter with each collision.

*PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP*

"Fuck- just like that-" Lira panted, head tipping back. Her dark hair with soft caramel strands fell messily around her shoulders as she bounced on him without restraint.

"You feel so fucking good inside me—"

Kyle sat up, wrapped one arm tightly around her waist, and pulled her into a messy, open-mouthed kiss while still fucking up into her. Lira moaned into his mouth, her rhythm growing more desperate and uneven.

One of his hands slid between their bodies and began rubbing circles over her clit. The added stimulation made her cry out against his lips and clench hard around his cock.

She came faster than either of them expected. Her pussy clamped down in tight, trembling, and her broken moan tore from her throat. Fresh liquid spilled over his cock and down onto his lap. Kyle groaned at the sudden intense tightness but didn’t stop. he kept thrusting up into her through the entire orgasm while she shook and whimpered in his lap, her forehead dropping against his shoulder.

The moment her climax started to ease he moved. He flipped them in one strong motion. Lira landed on her back with a soft gasp of surprise. Kyle shoved her legs up, hooked them over his arms, and drove back into her to the hilt in one powerful thrust.

*PLAP—*

"Ahh—!"

He set a hard, deep pace immediately. The bedframe creaked under the force. The wet slap of skin on skin filled the bedroom without any pause.

*PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP-PLAP*

Lira’s hands gripped his forearms first, then slid up to his shoulders and finally into his hair as he railed her into the mattress. Her breasts bounced freely with every impact. Every thrust forced more of their mixed fluids out of her, making the sounds even filthier and louder. Kyle leaned down and kissed her hard and messy, swallowing her moans while his hips kept working without mercy.

"I like you," she gasped between broken sounds, eyes glassy but still locked on his.

"I really—ahh—fuck—like you—"

Hearing those words while buried deep inside her only made him fuck her harder. He adjusted the angle slightly, driving even deeper, and watched her face closely as the pleasure built in her again.

"I- ugh- love you too-" Kyle moaned too.

Lira’s second orgasm hit stronger than the first. Her back arched clean off the bed, a high, broken cry leaving her throat as her pussy pulsed and fluttered tightly around him. Their liquids gushed between them, soaking his cock and the sheets beneath her.

Kyle chased his own release with several more powerful, uneven thrusts. Then he slammed in as deep as he physically could and came with a low, guttural groan.

"Fu- fuck-"

Thick, heavy pulses of cum flooded her again while Lira clung to him, legs trembling hard, soft aftershocks still rippling through her body in waves.

They stayed locked together for a long moment afterward, both breathing like they had been running. Sweat shined their skin and made them slide slightly against each other. The room smelled heavily of sex and heat.

Cum leaked out around his cock in slow, heavy drips onto the already messy sheets. Lira’s fingers stayed curled against his back, her face turned into the side of his neck, her breath warm and uneven against his skin.

Neither of them spoke right away. The only sounds left in the bedroom were their gradually slowing breaths and the faint creak of the bed as their bodies finally began to settle.