Harem System: Spending Money On Women For 100% Rebate! - Chapter 312 - 312: Ella? Is That You? [18+]

Kyle was jerking off, and Ella had a decision to make. She stood there and just watched.

The way he stroked it was slow and gentle, and she wondered if he would handle her that delicately.

The truth was, Ella was starved and needed that sexual release, even if she tried her best to resist the temptation.

Kyle was patient; he didn’t rush the process, and this only made her crave him all the more.

It was a smart move on his end because he could have easily had sex with her a couple of days ago.

Ella stood there, and Kyle had a smile on his face. She expected him to feel some kind of shame, but he wasn’t backing down.

He wasn’t breaking eye contact, and Ella could feel the juices dripping down her thighs.

She could easily walk away, but part of her wondered what it would feel like to have that thing in her hand.

Would it be hot, would it erupt like the night before, or would it wait for her to put it in her mouth before filling her throat with cum.

“Hey, are you sure you’re okay just watching?” Kyle asked.

“H-How is it so hard?” Ella wondered to herself and found that curiosity had taken over.

The pre-cum leaking from the tip made her mouth water because she wondered what it tasted like.

“You can touch yourself, too. No, I would prefer it,” Kyle urged her to give in to her urges, but she held on to the little sanity she clung to.

“S-Shut up!” Ella resisted, and Kyle wasn’t going to try to convince her any further because he was getting his own needs met.

He was getting close, and Ella was surprised this was enough for him, and before she knew it, a huge escaped the tip of his cock, shooting like a water hose.

Despite the distance, it reached her face and spilt all over; this took her by surprise because it slipped into her mouth.

“Fucking hell! I didn’t mean for it to shoot that far!” Kyle was quick to show remorse, but he saw the look on Ella’s face.

It wasn’t one of disgust but ecstasy; this flipped a switch in her, and in that moment, Kyle knew it too.

“W-What is this taste…?” Ella questioned herself, confused as she smeared it all over her face, scooping some between her lips and swallowing it all.

Kyle had just come, but his cock remained hard. Ella finally moved from her position as she began to walk towards Kyle.

Kyle’s back hit the bed with a thud, his breath shallow as Ella climbed over him like a lioness who had just cornered her prey. The sunlight filtering through the curtains gave her skin an ethereal glow, but there was nothing soft about the way she looked down at him.

“You talk too much,” she said, her voice low, almost a growl.

Kyle opened his mouth to speak, but Ella pinned his wrists above his head, her hips grinding against his slowly, deliberately.

“Mmm~… You’re already trembling,” she whispered near his ear, letting a moan escape her lips, soft and breathy.

“You act tough, but I can feel how desperate you are.” Ella continued to tease him.

Kyle grunted beneath her, unable to suppress the way his body reacted.

“Ella…~!” Kyle moaned helplessly; he didn’t expect her to be this forceful.

“Shhh…” she interrupted, dragging her nails gently down his chest.

“You’re not in control here… Not anymore,” Ella whispered as she dug her nails slightly into his chest.

She rolled her hips again, this time harder, drawing a guttural moan from Kyle’s throat.

“Ahh—fuck…” Kyle could feel the pressure mounting. He could feel his cock melt inside her.

Ella smirked. There was something that made her drool about seeing how helpless the cocky Kyle had become.

“That’s right. Moan for me. I want to hear it.” Ella leaned in, whispering in his ear as she brought her ass up before clamping it down on him again and again.

He tried to lift himself, but her grip tightened. Ella was letting out years of sexual frustration right now.

“Beg.” She commanded.

“What—?” Kyle was trying his best not to cum because seeing Ella being so feral was something he never knew he would see.

The way her breasts swayed with every drop, Kyle was barely hanging in there.

“I said beg,” she repeated, her voice cold but sultry as her hips began to grind on it while he was inside her.

“Tell me how much you want me.” Ella reiterated, and Kyle knew if he didn’t, she wouldn’t stop.

And the last thing he wanted was to knock Ella up because that would be the worst-case scenario right now.

Kyle’s lust flared, but his survival instinct was stronger.

“Please… Ella…~!” Kyle moaned, his cock soaked in her juices, on the verge of exploding.

A pleased hum rumbled from her throat, followed by a quiet, satisfied moan.

“Mmm~ That’s more like it, but…” Ella paused, but only increased her pace.

She leaned in closer, her breath warm on his lips.

“I lied~!” Ella said, and at that moment, Kyle began to fear for his life because of this threat.

Ella kept her rhythm steady, each motion more intentional than the last. Her eyes locked onto Kyle’s, watching him unravel beneath every hump. Every breath he took came out ragged and strained.

His fingers gripped the sheets, knuckles pale, hips twitching upward as if pleading for mercy.

“Don’t you dare,” Ella warned, her voice silk over steel.

“You don’t finish until I let you,” Ella warned him once again, and Kyle knew this meant she would try to drive him to his utmost limit.

Kyle clenched his jaw.

“Ella… I can’t—!” Kyle couldn’t even complete his sentence.

“You can,” she interrupted, grinding down harder, making him grunt.

“Mmf—fuck… Ella, I’m going to cum!” Kyle pleaded.

She leaned down, brushing her lips against his ear. “Say it. Say you’re mine.”

“I’m… yo-~,” he gasped, the words hanging in his throat as his balls were about to implode.

“You are so close~!” She moaned softly into his neck, her own body shaking as she neared the edge.

Kyle barely had the strength, but instinct and obedience drove him. He gritted his teeth, hips lifting, pulling back just in time—his release spilling hot across his stomach, breath hitching as his moan tore through the room.

“Ah—fucking hell…” Kyle said, clearly exhausted, as this was too close a call.

Ella hovered above him, thighs trembling, her chest heaving with satisfaction.

She stared down at him with a satisfied smirk, brushing his damp hair from his forehead.

“Not bad,” she whispered, tracing a finger through the mess he left behind.

“You held on better than I thought.” Ella praised his endurance as she expected him to tap out a lot sooner.

Kyle could only nod, eyes hazy, body limp beneath her.

Ella leaned down again, this time pressing a slow kiss to his lips—possessive, rewarding.

“Next time,” she purred.

“You’ll ask before you even get close,” Ella warned him.