The Boy We Can’t Let Go!

Ai lay sprawled across Shin's chest, her body glistening with sweat and his release. Her breathing was shallow, but steady, her fingers tracing slow circles against his side.

Shin tilted his head, glanced at the clock mounted above his desk—and blinked.

"…It's been two hours," he muttered, rubbing the back of his neck. "We started right after breakfast. It's not even noon yet."

Ai snorted softly, snuggling closer. "That's your fault for teasing me while making pancakes."

"You're the one who kept licking syrup off her fingers and looking at me like you were starving."

"I was starving," she murmured. "Still am… just not for food."

Shin's groan was half-exhaustion, half-laughter. "You're insatiable."

Ai lifted her head and looked at him, flushed cheeks and messy hair making her look both innocent and utterly debauched.

"I want everything today," she said seriously. "Every inch of you. Every part of me. I want to be sore when I walk tomorrow. I want to remember this day every time I sit down."

Shin's cock twitched at her words, already hardening again despite the intensity of their earlier lovemaking.

Ai noticed and smirked.

"See?" she said sweetly. "You want it too."

He rolled her onto her back and leaned over her, eyes dark. "You really want me to keep going?"

Ai nodded without hesitation. "Use me until your body gives out."

Shin leaned in and kissed her, slow and deep, before whispering against her lips: "Then get on all fours."

Ai's breath hitched as she obeyed, turning on the bed, hands pressed into the mattress, arching her back for him. Her heart pounded in her chest as Shin kneeled behind her, hands gripping her waist.

He dragged the tip of his cock along her slick folds, teasing her entrance.

"No going inside, right?" he asked, voice low and strained.

"Right," Ai whispered. "Not there…"

Shin adjusted his angle and pressed the underside of his shaft between her folds, rubbing slowly, up and down, his cock sliding through her wetness as it brushed against her clit with each pass.

Ai gasped. "T-That feels so good…"

He reached forward and took a fistful of her hair, pulling her back gently so her spine arched even deeper. His free hand reached around and cupped her breast, squeezing, teasing her nipple between his fingers.

The slow grind of his shaft against her soaked sex sent sparks through her core. She rocked her hips back, desperate to keep the friction going.

"You're making a mess," Shin groaned. "Look at how soaked my cock is…"

Ai whimpered. "Because it's yours—my body's only like this for you."

Shin let go of her hair and pushed her upper body down to the mattress, her ass still high in the air. He leaned over her, grinding harder, his cockhead now nudging her swollen clit with each thrust.

Ai's moans turned into cries. "Y-Yes—just like that—ngh—don't stop!"

He reached beneath her again, sliding two fingers into her while continuing the grind. Her walls clenched greedily around his fingers, her thighs trembling.

Her orgasm came fast and hard, her body shaking beneath him as her voice cracked with the force of it.

Shin didn't stop—he kept rubbing himself between her folds, now slick with her fresh release, until his own pleasure surged and spilled across her ass and back in thick ropes of heat.

They both collapsed again, panting, drenched.

Ai rolled onto her side and looked down at her thighs and stomach—slick with him.

"…I should feel embarrassed," she said quietly, smiling. "But I feel proud instead."

"You should be," Shin said, wiping the sweat from her brow with the edge of a sheet. "You've reduced me to a puddle and it's not even lunchtime."

Ai giggled, then winced. "My legs are shaking."

"Too much?"

"Not enough."

Shin raised a brow.

"Let's shower," she added, eyes glinting. "Then we can keep going. I want to try something else…"

"You're already thinking of positions?"

Ai grinned. "You said I could have all of you today. Don't back out now."

Shin sighed theatrically. "Fine. But I'm making you drink some juice before we pass out from dehydration."

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The hot water poured over their skin in the shower, washing away the remnants of their earlier passion—but not the heat.

Ai leaned forward, bracing her hands against the tiles as Shin stood behind her, running a soapy sponge down her back and over the swell of her ass.

Her skin glowed pink under the heat and steam.

"You're staring again," she teased.

"Because you're tempting again," he murmured.

She leaned her head back, pressing it against his chest. "You know you can touch me however you want, right?"

Shin slid his hand between her legs, fingers gliding over her soaked folds again.

"You're still sensitive…"

Ai nodded breathlessly. "But I want to feel you again…"

He turned her around and kissed her—wet, deep, desperate. The water splashed around their feet as Ai lifted one leg, wrapping it around his waist, guiding him between her thighs once more.

This time, he pressed the head of his cock against her clit, rubbing in slow, tight circles as he pinned her against the shower wall.

She moaned into his mouth, her hips jerking with each stroke.

"Let me come like this," she whispered. "With your body pinning me… so I can't escape…"

He obliged, grinding harder, faster, both of them soaked in water and sweat and arousal. Her moans echoed in the shower stall, her breath fogging the glass.

When her orgasm hit this time, it was quiet—but devastating. Her whole body tensed, then melted, and Shin followed her seconds later, coming against her stomach again, groaning low and deep as he slumped against her.

They held each other under the spray, letting the water cool their overheated skin.

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After drying off, they made it back to the bedroom, limbs heavy, eyes half-lidded. The sheets were ruined, tangled and damp.

They collapsed into a clean blanket Shin managed to pull from the closet.

Ai curled up against him, her voice soft.

"You've made me feel so loved today," she whispered. "Like I'm your everything."

Shin kissed her forehead. "You are."

She blinked up at him, cheeks pink. "Say it again."

"You're my everything, Ai. Not just today. Every day."

She beamed and nuzzled closer, sighing with bliss.

"…But also I think I broke my legs."

Shin laughed. "You said you wanted to be sore."

"Yeah, well…" She paused. "I didn't think I'd actually be crawling to dinner."

He smirked. "Good. That means you'll remember it."

Ai stretched slightly, then winced again. "I already do."

He kissed her again, slow and tender.

Outside the bedroom, the sun was still rising—soft, golden light pouring through the blinds.

It wasn't even noon.

And they still had the whole day to go.

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END OF CHAPTER : 96 : Shower!

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