Her gaze drifted downward, trembling, catching sight of the wet mess pooling beneath them. Her thighs quivered at the raw image... the way her own juices gleamed on the sheets, the way his cock was still buried inside her, stretching her, pulsing with every little twitch of her body.
From behind, Eran smirked, his voice low and rough against her ear.
"You feel it, Miyu…?"
Her lips parted, a trembling laugh breaking free as her face flushed crimson.
"I… I love it… you ruin me, Eran…"
Eran's hand slid upward, slow and deliberate, brushing along the delicate line of Miyu's throat. His touch lingered there, his thumb grazing the hollow just beneath her chin as he leaned closer, whispering against her ear.
"Say it again, Miyu…"
Her breath hitched. A hard gulp passed through her throat, tightening beneath his palm, before her trembling voice spilled out in a broken whisper.
"I… I love it, Eran… y-yes… you ruin me…"
