"Haah..."
"Fuuu..."
The air inside the booth was stifling, a haze of perfume, fabric, and Isabella's lust heavy enough to choke on.
I had her pinned, her body squirming against mine, her breathless moans trembling out of her throat in stuttered bursts.
"Shhh…" I hushed softly, my lips brushing her ear as I ground her higher against the wall.
"You'll let her hear you…"
But of course, telling Isabella to behave was like asking fire not to burn.
Her nails dug lightly into my shoulders, her face flushed and delirious with mischief.
"M-Mnhhh~♡… maybe… maybe I want her to hear… want everyone to know… hhnnnn~ Aestrea's mine… only mine~♡…"
Fuck... why do all of my girls say things like that?
I thought that this was a world where harems were something normal... or maybe I'm just that irresistible...
Well, no use thinking about it right now.
Rustle~
Pressing her ass harder into my palms, I lifted her fully, her soft thighs hugging my waist tight.
