Inside the room, the sounds of moans and gasps were still rumbling when a loud knock on the door suddenly broke the concentration.
*KNOCK!* *KNOCK!* *KNOCK!*
Ren, who was on top of Ichika, paused briefly.
With a flushed face and ragged breath, Ichika looked towards the door with annoyance.
"That must be breakfast..." She tried to recall the order she had placed earlier via the room phone.
"Let's eat first, then continue later."
With a hurried motion, Ichika gently pushed Ren away. She grabbed the nearest hotel towel and quickly and loosely wrapped it around her still naked and sweaty body. The towel barely covered her vital parts. Without a chance to clean herself or tidy her appearance, she walked sluggishly to the door and opened it.
A young male hotel staff stood there with a food trolley.
"Good morning, Madam. Here is your breakfast order—"
His speech abruptly stopped. His eyes widened, barely believing the sight before him. The woman in front of him was an image that instantly aroused lust.
The hastily wrapped towel was open at the top, exposing her plump cleavage and skin that still shone with sweat. Hickeys were clearly visible on her neck and shoulders. Her hair was messy, her face was still flushed, and her breath was slightly ragged.
What made it even harder for the staff to breathe were the dried white stains at the corner of Ichika's lips and a few pubic hairs clinging to her cheek. When the man instinctively lowered his gaze, his eyes landed on several drops of thick white liquid dripping from behind the towel and falling onto the carpet.
As an adult man, it was impossible for him not to know what all that meant. This woman had clearly just been interrupted from a very intense sexual activity.
Thanks to the cognitive magic still enveloping Ichika, the staff was completely unaware that the indecent woman in front of him was Nakano Ichika, the national actress he often idolized. Otherwise, this scandal would surely shake all of Japan!
"..."
On the other hand, Ichika, realizing the staff's lustful and surprised gaze, and how messy her appearance was, was immediately seized by a burning sense of shame. She quickly grabbed the food trolley.
"T-Thank you. This is enough."
She hurriedly ended the conversation.
The staff was still stunned, only able to nod stiffly. "Y-You're welcome, Madam. Please enjoy."
Before another embarrassing thing happened, Ichika pushed the trolley inside and quickly closed the room door, locking out the outside world. She leaned against the door, her face blazing red, trying to calm her breathing and her immense shame.
From inside the room, Ren's annoyed voice broke the silence. "Ichika, come back here quickly. We're not done yet."
Hearing that, Ichika rolled her eyes while pushing the food trolley closer to the bed. "You want to continue? No, no, let's eat first. I'm exhausted. Please, Ren-kun, I'm worried that if this continues, I'll die in a very embarrassing state."
Still lying on the messy bed, Ren looked at Ichika, who seemed genuinely exhausted. There were dark shadows under her eyes, and her body looked limp. Finally, a little pity emerged in his conscience-less heart.
"Fine. You have a point. Rest first. In that case, Ichika, I want you to feed me."
Hearing the request, Ichika was surprised, then smiled faintly. "Huh? It turns out the strong and reckless-looking Ren-kun likes to be pampered so much?"
Without any shame left—because there was nothing left to be ashamed of—Ichika let go of the towel wrapped around her body. She sat on the edge of the bed, then opened her legs wide in an M-shape. Ren obediently immediately shifted and rested his head on the lap pillow she requested—not on her thigh, but right in her still warm and damp groin. The distinctive scent of the two of them mingled with the smell of breakfast from the trolley.
While lying comfortably on the soft and warm 'pillow,' Ren looked up at Ichika with a satisfied gaze. Despite her blushing face, Ichika began to feed Ren a piece of fruit from the plate.
"Ren-kun. Look at the time. It's almost noon. Is it okay to skip school?" Ichika asked while feeding Ren, who obediently opened his mouth. Her other hand casually stroked Ren's messy brown hair.
While enjoying the fruit and the caress, Ren answered in a nonchalant voice, his own hand not stopping stroking Ichika's smooth thigh. "School? That can wait. Today, I want to spend all my time only with Ichika. We can continue our activities after this, or just laze around here."
Ichika's face brightened at those words. Her heart felt warm from feeling so desired. "I'm very happy to hear that, Ren-kun. Truly happy." However, her expression quickly turned sour. "But... unfortunately, that's not possible. Starting at 1 PM, I have a fixed work schedule."
She sighed deeply, as if already imagining how busy she would be later. "I have an ad shoot from 1 to 3, then a magazine photoshoot for a fashion magazine until the evening. At night, I have to be a guest star on a television variety show. My schedule is packed."
Hearing that, Ren merely shrugged, not looking disappointed. After all, he had many women who served as vessels to vent his lust. "No problem. I understand. But..."
With a mischievous smile, Ren narrowed his eyes at the clock on the wall. "That means we still have about... two hours before you have to leave. How about we make the best use of this remaining time?"
Ichika bit her lip, torn between attraction and fear. Her body still felt sore all over. But Ren's gaze was so tempting, and the memory of last night's pleasure was still warm.
"I... I'm not sure I can last anymore, Ren-kun."
"Trust me. I'll make you feel better."
After being persuaded by Ren's cheap words, Ichika finally nodded slowly. "Alright... but promise, we stop before 12:30."
A triumphant smile blossomed on Ren's face. "Promise."
After quickly finishing their breakfast, Ren looked at Ichika with a meaningful gaze. "We still have time before you need to get ready."
Ichika understood the signal. With a seductive smile, she stood up and took Ren's hand. "Let's clean up first."
They headed to the spacious, luxurious bathroom. However, this bath was not like the usual. Under the pouring warm shower, Ichika took on the role of a living soap. With her body slippery with water and soap, she rubbed every curve of her body against every inch of Ren's body, ensuring not a single part was missed. She knelt on the wet floor, obediently cleaning Ren's feet and calves before moving to a more intimate area.
With an almost religious dedication, Ichika even went so far as to use her tongue to clean Ren's butt crack, a submissive act that made Ren look up at the ceiling and gasp deeply. This scene continued until their bodies were physically clean, yet their lust only burned hotter.
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12:30 PM
Silence began to engulf the room. Ren was already standing upright next to the bed, neatly dressed in his clothes, as if he had just attended a business meeting, not an intense, hours-long session of lovemaking.
On the bed, Ichika lay helpless in a prone position. Her condition was pathetic. On her round butt, the fiery red imprint of Ren's palm was clearly visible from the full-force slaps he had given her multiple times.
Her neck was adorned with purplish bruises from a chokehold that restricted airflow while also bringing her to another peak of pleasure. Her breathing was still ragged, and her eyes were empty, lost in a post-orgasm euphoria so strong that Ichika was detached from her surroundings.
Ren observed his work with satisfaction. "I'm leaving now, Ichika. I had a great time last night and this morning. Take care."
There was no response from Ichika. She only stirred slightly, a soft moan escaping her swollen lips, as if her brain was still fogged by overwhelming pleasure and satisfaction.
Seeing Ichika's helpless condition, a thin, satisfied smile finally graced Ren's lips. He said nothing more. With a confident stride, he turned and left the hotel room, leaving Ichika alone in a state of exhaustion, bruised, but perhaps, for the first time, feeling truly alive and sinfully fulfilled.