Chapter 23: You’re So Deep…

Mia’s fingers tightened around his shaft, stroking him slowly once, then twice, like she was reminding him exactly who it belonged to.

Her eyes were dark, and her pupils were wide with leftover orgasm from him eating her out and a new hunger for more pleasure.

Akira hissed at the contact. He’d been hard for what felt like hours now, and every nerve was screaming for release. “You sure you can handle it?” he teased. “You just came so hard you almost snapped my neck.”

“That… is the confidence that drew me in.” Mia’s lips curved into a dangerous smile. “You’re going to fuck me until I can’t walk straight,” she whispered. “And this time I’m choosing how.”

She shoved him flat on his back and climbed over him in one fluid motion, thighs straddling his hips before sinking down in one smooth, wet slide.

“Fuuuck…”

Both of them groaned at the same time. She was impossibly tight, dripping wet, and the heat of her pussy swallowed every inch until his balls pressed against her ass. Mia’s head fell back, her mouth open in a silent scream.

The head of his cock kissed her cervix, and Mia’s whole body shuddered, nails digging into his chest.

“F-fuck… you’re so deep,” she whimpered, rolling her hips experimentally. The movement dragged him along her walls and made them both gasp. “It’s like you cock is splitting me open,” she hissed, rolling her hips more to feel him everywhere.

Akira gripped her waist, his thumbs digging into her soft skin. “Move, Mia. Take what you want.”

And she did.

She started riding him hard, with no warm-up, no mercy… just raw, possessive need. Her big tits bounced in the black lace bra with every slam of her hips, the hard points ofher nipples straining against the fabric.

The wet slap of her pussy filled the room in an obscene but perfect sound.

Every time she slammed down, the head of his cock hit so deep inside her that her walls fluttered around him like they were trying to pull him even deeper.

Akira thrust up to meet her, matching her brutal pace. His hands slid up to rip the bra down, and her breasts spilled free. He palmed them roughly, pinching her nipples until her eyes rolled back in their sockets and she cried out.

“Akira… fuck… right there…”

She rode him like she was trying to punish him, grinding her clit against his pelvis on every downstroke. Sweat beaded between her breasts, and her thighs were already shaking.

But after a minute she slowed, biting her lip.

“I… I can’t look at you,” she muttered, her cheeks flushed darker. “You make this stupid face when you’re close. It’s too hideous. I feel like punching it.”

Akira looked confused at her statement.

“Hold, I’ll turn around.”

Mia lifted herself off him with a wet pop, turned on her knees, and sank back down in reverse cowgirl. The new angle made them both swear.

From behind he could see everything: her tiny waist flaring into that perfect ass, his thick cock disappearing between her silky lips over and over.

“God, look at you taking me,” he growled, hands spreading her cheeks so he could watch himself stretch her open.

Mia whimpered, leaning forward to brace on his thighs, giving him an even better view. She started bouncing again, faster and harder, her ass rippling with every impact.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered.

She obeyed instantly. Her fingers reached for her swollen clit and started rubbing frantic circles. The sight of her playing with herself while riding him backwards almost pushed him to his limit right there.

“Close…” she gasped. “So close…”

Akira sat up, wrapped an arm around her waist, and flipped them both without pulling out, surprising Mia. Even he was surprised at the strength and agility he used in pulling that move off.

Mia landed on all fours with a surprised yelp. He didn’t give her time to breathe; he slammed back in from behind, one hand fisting her hair, the other gripping her hip hard enough to bruise.

Doggy style was brutal.

Mia could feel him even deeper in her wet tunnel as he slammed in and out of her.

He fucked her like he hated her and loved her at the same time, his hips snapping forward, balls slapping her clit with every thrust. The bedframe banged against the wall in a steady, profane rhythm.

Mia buried her face in the pillow, screaming into it. “Yes, yes, fuck… harder!”

He gave her harder.

Akira pulled her hair until her back arched perfectly; he reached under to pinch her clit, and pounded her through the second orgasm. Her pussy clamped down so tight he saw stars, juices squirting out around his cock, soaking his thighs and the sheets.

“Don’t stop… don’t you dare stop…”

And he didn’t. He kept railing her through the aftershocks, feeling her come again almost immediately. Her thighs were shaking uncontrollably now, her toes curling against the mattress.

“Akira… fuck… I’m…”

A third one hit her like a truck. She went rigid, her, pussy spasming wildly, squirting harder this time. The clenching dragged him right to the edge.

“Inside,” she sobbed in a wrecked voice. “Fill me up… mark me…”

Akira slammed in one last time and came with a loud groan. His cock pulsed as he pumped rope after thick rope deep into her. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, pushing every drop as far as it would go until they both collapsed sideways, still locked together.

Mia’s walls fluttered with tiny aftershocks, milking the last bits out of him. Cum leaked out around his cock, running down her thigh in a sticky mess.

She turned her head and kissed him sloppily and breathlessly, tasting herself on his tongue. “Never leave me again,” she whispered in a raw, possessive voice, sounding completely satisfied.

Akira brushed damp hair from her face. “Never.”

Ai’s voice floated in, smug as ever.

[SCENE COMPLETE: “Yandere Reconciliation – Extended Edition”]

[MIA TAKAHASHI AFFINITY MAX → OBSESSED (YANDERE LOCKED IN)]

[CREAMPIE + MULTIPLE ORGASMS BONUS: +200 PP]

[SKILL UNLOCKED: POSSESSIVE MARK (LVL 1)]

[TOTAL PP: 325 → 525]

The system notifications faded from his vision, but Ai’s teasing voice remained. “Enjoy the afterglow, darling. You’ve earned it.”

For a moment, peace settled in. But then, a soft knock sounded on the door.

Akira froze. Mia’s head snapped up, eyes narrowing like a predator sensing a threat.

“Who the fuck is that?” she hissed, already sliding off him with a wet squelch, cum dripping down her inner thigh as she reached for her discarded skirt.

Before he could answer, the door handle jiggled. A muffled voice called from the other side: “Akira-kun? It’s Aoi. I… I brought your notes from class. You weren’t there today.”

Mia’s face twisted into pure, yandere rage. She grabbed his arm tightly, her nails digging into his skin. “That bitch? Tell her to fuck off.”

The knock came again, and in Akira’s mind, Ai chuckled darkly. “Oh, this should be fun. Incoming choice: Handle it yourself… or let the harem drama explode?”

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