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Chapter 66 - Done![18+]

Izuku pulled Mitsuki towards the stairs, making her bend over, her palms pressing against the steps for balance as she arched her back.

Her beautiful ass glistened faintly under the hallway light, a thin sheen of sweat tracing over her skin. He spread her cheeks wide, kneading the soft flesh in his hands, his fingers digging in just enough to make her gasp. The texture, the warmth, the way her body tensed under his touch—it drove him wild.

Mitsuki bit down on her lip, her breath unsteady. She stood there, impatient and anxious, her eyes flicking toward the closed doors down the hall.

At any moment, her son or husband could step out and catch them like this. The thought should've terrified her, but instead it only sent a rush of heat through her veins, making her legs tremble.

Izuku, knowing exactly how dangerous this was, only slowed down. His cock slid between her thighs, brushing against her slick folds but never pushing in, the thick length teasing her mercilessly. He moved back and forth in slow, deliberate strokes, letting his tip glide along her entrance, spreading her wetness across her thighs.

"Ugh—Izuku…" she hissed under her breath, trying to push back against him, desperate for more.

"Patience," he murmured, leaning over her, his breath hot against her ear.

His hand slipped down to her clit, rubbing lazy circles as his cock pulsed just shy of entering her.

Her knees nearly buckled, but she held herself steady against the stairs, biting down on the moan that wanted to escape.

The risk was unbearable—she wanted him to hurry, yet every slow grind made her wetter.

"U want it?" he asked lowly, his voice carrying that cruel teasing edge.

"Yes—I want it. Please, fuck me already," she whispered harshly, her words shaky with need.

"Do yah really want it?" he asked again, dragging his cockhead across her slit, smearing her arousal up and down.

"Yes! I—" she started, but before she could finish, Izuku thrust forward in one deep stroke, burying himself to the hilt.

Mitsuki gasped, her body arching as she grabbed the stair railing, the sound escaping her throat muffled but desperate.

Mitsuki's grip on the stair railing tightened, knuckles white, as Izuku held her hips firm, guiding each slow, deliberate thrust. The friction, the slick heat between them, made her shiver from the tip of her spine down to her toes.

Her damp hair tickled his chest, and her shallow breaths came in ragged, hurried bursts, as if she were trying to keep quiet—but the tiny whimpers slipping past her lips betrayed her need.

The creak of the stairs under their combined weight made her heart race.

Every sound seemed amplified in the quiet house: the faint hum of the ceiling light, Izuku's steady breathing, her restrained gasps. Each slow drive of his cock into her pulled another shiver from her trembling body.

Izuku's hands kneaded her ass, thumbs brushing over the sensitive skin as he leaned closer, his lips brushing her ear.

"Good" he murmured, voice low and rough, sending another rush of heat through her.

Mitsuki pressed herself harder against him, thighs trembling, trying to take in the slow, insistent movement.

"I—I can't… keep quiet," she whispered, biting her lip to stifle a moan.

Izuku smirked, slowing just slightly to tease. His cockhead dragged along her folds before plunging back in, the slick sound of skin meeting skin echoing softly through the hall:

"slp… thp… schlick…"

Her chest heaved, every nerve alight as he drove deeper, hips rocking in a slow, controlled rhythm. Her hands clawed at his shoulders, nails digging in as her body writhed against him, each thrust pulling another soft, stifled gasp.

"mmph… ah… ugh…"

"You like it when I'm in control?" he asked, slowing for a teasing moment, just enough to let her ache with frustration.

"Yes! Please… don't stop…" she breathed, desperate, almost trembling. Her voice was barely audible, but every word dripped need.

Izuku smirked, tightening his grip on her hips and increasing the pace, deep, slow, commanding. The warmth, the tightness, the slick drag of his cock inside her made her see stars.

Her thighs quivered with every measured thrust, each one drawing a muffled moan from her lips.

"hhn… mmm… ahh…"

Her body jerked instinctively, every nerve ending alive, building toward that unbearable tension. Sweat glistened over her back and ass, mixing with the slick heat between them. Her chest pressed against his, her ear brushing his jaw as he whispered lowly, "Not yet… not until I want you to come."

Mitsuki whimpered, biting her lip, her thighs clenching as he maintained the slow, pounding rhythm.

The danger—the fact that anyone could walk out—made every thrust hotter, every stifled sound more electric.

Izuku pressed her harder against the railing, spreading her cheeks wide with one hand as the other gripped her hips tight. Every slow, deep thrust drew muffled gasps and little slaps of skin on skin.

Mitsuki's body bounced lightly with each movement, her thighs trembling, sweat slicking over her back, ass, and the curve of her sides.

"F-fuck… Izuku…" she whispered, her voice breaking as he pushed in deeper.

pah-pah… pah-pah…

Echoing in the quiet hallway. Each smack of him against her ass made her tremble, every inch of his cock filling her pulling another ragged breath from her throat.

Izuku leaned close, lips brushing her ear.

"You feel that?" His hands kneaded her ass with purpose, thumbs brushing over her wet folds, dragging her slickness up to coat him more.

"Yes… I'm yours…" she gasped, gripping the railing, legs shaking under the strain.

pah-pah… pah-pah…

Following the rhythm of his slow, deliberate thrusts. Her back arched, chest pressing to his, her lips parting as she tried to keep quiet, but each stifled moan betrayed the fire building inside her.

He quickened just slightly, letting the wet sounds of their bodies collide fill the room.

slp… schlp… pah-pah…

He felt her walls clenching around him, tightening with each stroke, dragging him closer to the edge.

Mitsuki's breaths came fast and shallow, almost frantic, as her hips lifted to meet him, pressing every ounce of herself against his cock.

Her head fell forward, biting her lip to stop the louder sounds,

" mmph… ugh… ahh… " moans spilling out anyway.

"C'mon… come for me," Izuku growled, gripping her hips harder and thrusting deep, his own control fraying as the wet friction and tight heat pushed him closer to the edge.

Her body tensed violently, shivers racing through her as he kept a steady, pounding rhythm. The stair railing dug into her palms, sweat dripping from her hair and sides.

Pah-pah… pah-pah…

Each smack of skin on skin echoed off the walls as her orgasm approached.

"Fuck… Izuku… I'm—nnngh—so close…" she gasped, voice raw and trembling, legs quivering under him.

He felt her walls clench hard around him, her juices coating him fully as her body convulsed.

pah-pah… pah-pah…

He groaned low, thrusting a few more slow, deep strokes before his own climax hit, heat and tension exploding in him as he filled her completely.

Their bodies shuddered together, chest to chest, thighs slick and trembling. Mitsuki's muted gasps and stifled whimpers mixed with Izuku's growls and heavy breathing as their climax rolled through them, a slow, messy, perfect release that left them both shaking.

He held her close as they came down from the high, his hands still kneading her ass and hips, both of them panting, sweat-matted and sated, the quiet of the house around them a stark contrast to the heat they'd just shared.

' Yeah, that's what i wanted' he thought.

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