Chapter 97: It’s Not You I Like You. It’s Your Dick…

Chapter 97: 97: It’s Not You I Like You. It’s Your Dick...

"...It’s on."

Why?

Why couldn’t she bring herself to disobey Ed’s orders?

Rhea carefully rolled the condom down, then took a step back.

Ed looked at the result and snorted.

"What is this?"

"What was I supposed to do? You’re too big..."

The convenience store had called it a large.

Apparently even that was not enough.

The condom only covered about half his cock. The ring at its base squeezed so tightly it visibly altered the shape, like clothing several sizes too small forced onto his body.

"Is this right?"

"It must be... I don’t know. I don’t have experience with these..."

"Fair."

His answer relieved her slightly.

Was he really going to let the matter go that easily?

"Now you strip too, Rhea."

"..."

Of course not.

Ed had a mean streak.

At the very least, he was not the sort of man who would overlook the way she had treated him until now.

Rhea raised her head and looked around.

A cramped, untidy man’s room.

Tonight, she was going to be fucked here.

With that thought in mind, she slowly removed her clothes, trying to steady the growing pounding in her chest.

"Haa..."

***

"I’m naked."

"Come stand in front of me."

Rhea obeyed, stopping before me without a stitch on.

Seeing her relatively small body exposed this close felt different.

Was it because her breasts were smaller than Manager Selena’s?

"Closer."

"Like this?"

"More."

"..."

With a resentful expression, Rhea pressed herself against my cock.

I rubbed it over her stomach.

Slowly. Back and forth.

"How is it?"

"H-how is what?"

"How does it feel?"

"What do you expect me to say...?"

She glanced down at my cock and turned her head away—only to look back a moment later.

Unable to take her eyes off it, she let out a breath.

"...Do you want a compliment?"

"I want your honest impression."

"It’s grotesque."

That was a new one.

"Grotesque?"

"Yes. It’s heavy, and it keeps twitching while it rubs against me... It feels strange."

"Your heart isn’t racing?"

"...It’s not."

Sure.

I could feel her heartbeat through my glans.

Thump, thump, thump, thump.

Calling it racing was an understatement. It was practically a runaway train.

"...It’s big."

"Hm?"

"I said... it’s big."

Why was a reluctant admission that hot?

"Why is it getting even bigger?"

"Because you said something that turned me on."

"You really are a pervert..."

She spoke harshly, but stood still while I rubbed my cock against her stomach.

She was even holding herself out obediently, exactly as instructed.

Her firm abdomen felt surprisingly good.

"Are you going to keep doing this?"

"Until I feel like stopping."

"Haa..."

"Why? Want me to put it in?"

"N-no!"

She flinched sharply.

"You looked like you were asking."

"No one was asking you anything!"

"Guess I was wrong."

"...Do whatever you want, then... hurry up and finish. I have to go home."

"There’s plenty of time. It isn’t even ten."

"I have to catch the subway..."

"If it gets late, sleep here."

At the word sleep, Rhea’s head snapped up.

If she had a tail, it would have shot straight into the air.

"Hah... honestly."

"Why? You don’t want to?"

"...I’m not answering."

She had not said no. That was as good as yes.

I did not really need an answer.

My cock was rubbing faster against her abdomen, repeatedly tapping above her womb.

Her body had already responded. Clear fluid ran down the inside of her thighs.

She could no longer stand straight either. One hand rested on my shoulder, her weight half hanging from me.

She was ready.

I reached out and drew her into my arms.

"...Ah."

"Tell me if you don’t want this. I’ll let go whenever you ask."

"...All right."

Was she asking me to let go now?

"I’ll tell you when I don’t want it."

I took that to mean she wanted it now.

I held her naked body against mine, close enough to feel the pounding of her heart through my chest.

Looking down at her face, I smiled.

"Why are you smiling...?"

"Because you’re cute."

I leaned closer. She realized what I intended.

She did not turn away. She quietly met my lips.

Our mouths touched, separated, then found each other again.

Her raised eyebrows and rigid attempt to accept the kiss without reacting were adorable.

"You still need practice."

"O-of course. I haven’t kissed many people like you."

"Then get plenty of practice tonight."

"Mmh..."

I wrapped my arms around her again and kissed her.

My tongue explored her mouth while my hands moved slowly down her back and waist.

She was sensitive. Every stroke down her spine made her body twitch.

Come to think of it, both during her QueenYaaale days and the last time we had sex, Rhea seemed to have little experience with anything this affectionate.

There was no harm in trying it once.

"Mmm..."

When I finally drew back after kissing her until we were both short of breath, saliva stretched between our lips.

"Ed..."

"Hm?"

"You’re good at kissing."

She seemed to have liked it.

"I’ve had plenty of practice."

"...With Manager Selena?"

"Of course."

I answered without hesitation. The corners of Rhea’s eyes lowered.

"How long have you and Manager Selena—"

"Let’s not talk about another woman here."

I cut her off.

"This is your time."

"You always have an answer..."

Embarrassed but apparently pleased, she leaned in again.

This time, she was better.

Instead of merely standing there, she looped her arms around my neck.

She came to me first, extending her tongue and pressing her body against mine as closely as she could.

"Getting good already."

"Unlike someone, I’m quick at learning my duties."

"You always have an answer."

I laughed at her returning the line.

Soon, we needed no signal. Our eyes met and our mouths naturally followed.

Still kissing, I touched her body and gradually lowered her onto the bed.

Rhea offered little resistance and lay back quietly.

I moved over her and covered her exposed body with kisses.

"Ah... Mm..."

She reacted immediately when my mouth reached her neck.

Smooch.

"Haa... Ah? H-haa..."

Each breath broke into another moan.

"...Ed."

"Hm?"

My trail of kisses had reached her navel when she caught my shoulder.

"I still... don’t like you very much."

"Really?"

"It’s not you I like. It’s your... dick."

Rhea parted her legs slightly.

The narrow slit trapped between her thighs opened just enough to show itself.

"So don’t misunderstand."

"You sound like a tsundere."

"Think whatever you want. I’m only being honest..."

Even if she meant every word, I did not mind.

Admitting it honestly was progress.

I took the hand on my shoulder and guided it back onto my cock.

"Ah..."

"You like this, though?"

"...I do."

"How much?"

"A lot..."

Her hand moved over me.

As though she truly adored my cock, she pressed into its thickness and deliberately tested how hard it was.

Watching her, I became certain.

No matter what I did, Rhea would eventually surrender because of my cock.

"Ask me to put the cock you like inside you."

"Put your cock in me..."

"Where?"

"My pussy... Put it in Rhea’s pussy..."

She knew words alone would not be enough.

Rhea pulled her knees back with both hands and spread herself wide.

Wet flesh opened between her thighs.

Lying open on my bed, she raised the corners of her lips faintly.

"Put your cock... in Rhea’s pussy, Ed..."

As requested, I rubbed the condom-covered shaft slowly over her mound.

Squelch.

"Mmh..."

"Don’t lift your head and try to watch. Feel it with your body."

"Ah..."

She had been craning up to see the penetration. At my words, she flushed and quickly dropped her head back.

Covering her red face with both hands, she quietly offered me her pussy.

I rubbed over the swollen lips until the moisture already spilling from her soaked the condom.

Then I set the head at her opening and slowly pushed my hips forward.

Squelch.

"Nnngh...!"

A shallow moan escaped as she held her breath and my cock pressed gradually into her.

"Mm... Ah—!"

Only after a long, tight push did the shaft finally disappear inside her.

Her lower abdomen rose slightly, the shape of my cock visible beneath the skin.

"Oh... Haa... Haa..."

Unable to maintain even the pretense of composure, Rhea lay spread across the bed and took me.

"Mmm... Haa..."

"Does it hurt badly?"

She shook her head.

Then if it did not hurt?

"...It feels good..."

"Heh."

She could barely lie still, yet she told me it felt good.

You really were a female after all.

With that thought, I slowly rolled my hips.

Squelch. Plap.

"...Oh?"