Tomoko's body was still trembling around me, soft aftershocks rippling through her as she clung to my shoulders. I could feel my release dripping out between us, staining the already rumpled apron that clung to her waist.
But instead of collapsing, something darker coiled in my chest.
I wasn't finished. Not even close.
I pulled out slowly, and Tomoko gasped at the sudden emptiness, her thighs still trembling around my hips. Her dazed eyes flicked up to mine, confusion and anticipation swirling together.
"S-Sosuke…?"
I gripped her chin, tilting her face up. My voice came out hoarse, rougher than before. "I hope you're ready, Tomoko-san. Because I'm not letting you off that easy."
Before she could respond, I spun her around, pressing her chest against the wall. The apron slipped completely free, pooling uselessly on the floor. Her bare back arched, curves presented shamelessly, as if her body already knew what was coming.
She let out a shocked gasp when I forced her legs apart with my knee, one hand gripping her hip, the other tangling in her hair to pull her head back.
"Sosuke—wait—ahhh!"
I slammed into her in one brutal thrust, burying myself to the hilt. Her scream echoed off the walls, but the way her body clamped around me betrayed her. She was already soaking again, slick and hot, ready to take everything I gave her.
"God—you're so fucking tight…" I growled against her ear, hips slamming into her ass with sharp, relentless force.
Her nails scratched at the wall, searching for something to hold onto. Every thrust drove her higher, her voice breaking into raw, shameless cries that she couldn't stifle anymore.
"Too rough—ahh, Sosuke—it's too much!"
"Then say stop," I rasped, yanking her hair back until her flushed face tilted toward me. "Say stop, and I'll pull out."
Her lips trembled, tears pricking the corners of her eyes—but instead of surrender, she choked out: "D-Don't stop… please… I want it harder!"
That broke me.
I pounded into her with reckless force, each thrust making her ass jiggle against me, the sound of flesh meeting flesh echoing like thunder. The wall rattled with the impact, but all I could focus on was the way her body milked me, dragging me deeper, tighter, hotter.
Her legs gave out, and I caught her hips, holding her up and driving into her even faster. Her voice was a wreck now, nothing but incoherent moans and gasps, her body reduced to pure need.
I leaned close, lips brushing her ear as I slammed her harder against the wall. "You're mine, Tomoko. Every inch of you… mine."
Her cry tore from her throat, raw and desperate, and I felt her clamp down violently as another orgasm ripped through her. Her body shook under the force of it, her walls squeezing me so tight it was almost unbearable.
I didn't slow. I couldn't. I fucked her through it, dragging her climax out until she was sobbing, begging, voice cracking between pleasure and exhaustion.
And then it hit me—the edge, sharp and merciless.
"Tomoko—I'm gonna cum again—"
"Inside—ahh! Fill me again, Sosuke!" she screamed, her voice breaking into a moan as her body shuddered around me.
With one final, brutal thrust, I buried myself deep and let go, release flooding her once more, hotter, thicker, spilling until it leaked down her thighs.
Her knees buckled completely this time, and I held her against the wall, both of us shaking, sweat-slick and trembling, locked together in the aftermath of raw, unrestrained desire.
She collapsed against me, panting, her hair clinging to her flushed face. For a long moment, the only sound in the room was our ragged breathing and the faint drip of our mess hitting the floor.
Then, in the faintest, broken whisper, she muttered:
"…you really… ruined that apron…"
Her body sagged against me, limp with exhaustion, her chest heaving as she clung weakly to my arms.
By any sane measure, she was done.
But I wasn't.
Not even close.
I felt myself still hard inside her, twitching, hungry. The sight of Tomoko like this—flushed, trembling, eyes glazed and teary—ignited something primal in me. Something darker.
I pulled out slowly, watching the mess spill down her thighs. She whimpered at the loss, knees threatening to buckle.
"Already falling apart, Tomoko-san?" I rasped, tilting her chin up so she had to look at me.
Her lips parted, voice hoarse. "S-Sosuke… I c-can't anymore… please…"
I kissed her, deep and unforgiving, swallowing her weak protest. When I broke away, I whispered against her lips:
"Then break for me."
Her eyes widened, but before she could respond, I lifted her off the ground, tossing her onto the nearby table. Plates clattered to the floor, forgotten, as I spread her legs wide and pinned her wrists above her head.
"Wait—ahhh!" Her cry ripped out as I thrust into her again, no warning, no gentleness—just raw need slamming her back into the table.
Her entire body arched off the wood, the impact knocking the breath out of her lungs. The overstimulation hit instantly; her walls spasmed around me like she was already on the verge of climax.
Her screams filled the room. "I-I can't—Sosuke, it's too much—it's too much!"
I didn't stop. I drove into her harder, faster, the table creaking dangerously beneath us. Each thrust jolted her body, her breasts bouncing wildly as her voice dissolved into incoherent sobs and moans.
I leaned down, teeth grazing her ear as I whispered, low and commanding: "You can. You will. Because you're mine, Tomoko."
Her eyes rolled back, body convulsing as another orgasm ripped through her. Her walls clamped so violently around me I almost blacked out from the intensity.
But I kept going. Pounding her through it. Dragging every ounce of pleasure and pain out of her trembling frame.
Tears spilled down her cheeks, her voice broken. "Sosuke—I'm—ahhh—I'm gonna die—!"
I kissed the corner of her mouth, rough and breathless. "Then die on my cock."
Her scream cracked into a sob as yet another climax hit, her body shaking uncontrollably beneath me. The table rattled with each brutal thrust, wood groaning like it was seconds from splitting apart.
I held her wrists tighter, fucking her mercilessly, until I felt the inevitable build again—hot, sharp, consuming.
"Tomoko—fuck—I'm gonna cum again—"
Her head snapped back, tears streaking her face, lips trembling. And still, through the haze, she begged:
"Inside—fill me again—don't stop!"
That was it. I slammed into her one final time, burying myself so deep I swore I hit her soul. Release tore through me like fire, spilling in thick waves that overflowed her already wrecked body.
She convulsed beneath me, screaming my name one last time before collapsing completely, her body shaking, soaked, broken open by the relentless pace.
I stayed inside her, grinding slowly as the last pulses spilled into her, forcing every drop deeper. Her eyes fluttered shut, lips trembling with aftershocks, a dazed smile ghosting across her face despite the tears.
Her voice was nothing more than a broken whisper, "…Sosuke… you really… destroyed me…"
"No", I took a deep breath and grinned wickedly as I mentally activated the Recovery Skill as I said, "The real fun begins now."