After school, I went and picked up Kotoha from her classroom, same as always. The hallway buzzed with chatter as students filed out, but when she stepped out to meet me, something was different.
Her usual bright, singsong greeting wasn't there. Instead, her voice came soft, trembling, almost needy.
Poor thing… she must've been dripping the entire day, holding it in, waiting for me.
"…Souta-kun…"
Her cheeks were flushed, her lips parted like she'd been holding back a moan all afternoon.
"What's wrong? Are you sick? Your face is red."
I laid my hand on her head, pressing my palm against her silky hair, pretending to check for a fever. Her skin radiated heat, but it wasn't the kind that came from sickness.
"…Souta-kun… so mean… teasing me like this…"
"How am I teasing you?"
Her voice broke with need, her lashes trembling as her eyes grew wet.
"Please… let me cum…"
The desperation in her tone almost made me drag her into an empty room and claim her first time right there. She looked so lewd and yet so damn cute that resisting felt like torture.
"Are you doing anything after you're done with track?"
"A few friends invited me to karaoke. Should I cancel..?"
"No. I want you to go out and have fun."
Her lips parted, surprised. She must've thought I'd keep her all to myself tonight. I wanted to make her climax in front of Hikari, but if she was heading out with friends, I couldn't leave her this pent-up.
"Then, I will give you your reward early."
Her face lit up, red with heat, her smile blissful and trembling with anticipation.
"Thank you, Souta-kun!"
We slipped away from the busy walkways, weaving behind the school until we found a quiet corner hidden from sight.
Edging was one of the best ways to sharpen her body's sensitivity. If I tied a surge of pleasure to one part of her, she'd never forget. That part would forever echo with the memory of release.
Today, her boobs caught my eye. Round, soft, pressing against her blouse like they were begging for my hands.
Let's start with that.
Kotoha shifted from one foot to the other, fidgeting, her thighs brushing together like she was trying to hold back the ache that burned between them.
I pulled her closer, pressing her back against the wall. Her breath hitched as I leaned down, my lips grazing the shell of her ear.
"You've been waiting all day, haven't you?"
Her nod was small, shaky.
"…Yes… I've been holding it in… for you…"
I slid my hands up her sides, feeling her tremble under my touch, until I reached her chest. Her uniform shirt stretched tight across her modest curves, and when I cupped them in my palms, she gasped sharply.
"Souta-kun…!"
I kneaded her breasts slowly, my thumbs rubbing across the peaks until her nipples stiffened under the fabric. Every squeeze drew out another sweet whimper. She arched her back, pressing herself into my hands, desperate for more.
"You're really sensitive today…" I teased, twisting one nipple between my fingers through the thin fabric. Her knees buckled, and I had to steady her with my other arm.
"…I-It feels too good… ahh…"
Her body quivered, the heat building inside her too fast. I knew exactly what I was doing. Pushing her right to the edge, keeping her teetering there until her whole body screamed for release.
When I pinched both nipples at once, her eyes fluttered shut and a strangled cry escaped her throat.
"…Please, Souta-kun… let me…!"
I caught her hand in mine, lacing our fingers together, holding her tight. The intimacy of it made her shudder even harder.
"Cum for me, Kotoha."
The moment I whispered it, her body convulsed.
She moaned loud, as the orgasm ripped through her. Her breasts pushed against my palms as her chest heaved, her whole body jerking in my hold.
Her grip on my hand tightened, squeezing desperately.
"…Souta… Souta-kun…!"
I kept kneading her tits, dragging out her climax until she sagged against me, her breathing ragged, sweat beading on her flushed skin. Her small hand stayed locked in mine, trembling.
She was still trembling in my arms, chest rising and falling fast, her skin warm and sticky under my touch. Her eyes looked up at me.
"…My reward… Souta-kun…"
I loosened my grip on her breasts, and instead reached up to cup her chin, tilting her face up.
"You did good. Your reward…"
I leaned down and pressed my lips against hers.
The moment our mouths touched, she came alive. Not the meek, flustered Kotoha I'd expected, but a girl filled with lust.
"Mmn—ahh… Souta-kun…"
Her tongue slipped into my mouth before I could even react, hot and frantic, twisting against mine. She moaned into the kiss.
"Nnchu… ahh, Souta-kun… more… kiss me more…"
She clung to me with both hands now, nails biting into my back as if she wanted to devour me whole. Every time our lips broke for air, a string of saliva stretched between us, glistening before she dove back in.
"Mmhh… nghh… I love it… I love your mouth…"
Her hips pressed against mine in desperate little motions, her skirt brushing my legs as she rubbed herself against me without realizing.
"Kotoha… you're… pretty aggressive…"
When she finally pulled back for a breath, her face flushed, lips swollen and wet. It was extremely sexy.
"…I can't help it… your lips taste so good, Souta-kun…"
For the first time, I blushed. As expected of Kotoha, she can't be underestimated.
I walked home alone after leaving Kotoha at the club classroom.
Getting my lips attacked by her was not something I expected but it was an enjoyable experience.
It felt like we were playing tug of war. It made me think.
If we keep going, can I really stay in control the entire time?