The morning sun filtered softly through the curtains, casting a warm, golden hue across the quiet living room. Kyouko stirred gently beneath the blanket, her body waking slowly before her mind caught up.
When she sat up, her body winced.
She couldn't believe it.
Last night had been the first time she'd had sex in so long.
She could still feel the ache between her legs, a tender, lingering reminder.
Kyouko placed a hand over her belly. She could feel some of Haruki's seed still inside her.
She exhaled.
If it's not my safe day…
She shook her head and closed her eyes briefly, trying to calm her racing heart.
What should I do now?
We've already crossed the line. And I know Haruki won't stop at just once.
Kyouko remembered the sensations from their night together on the couch—a feeling that made her body shudder, something she'd never experienced with her husband so long ago.
The sensation, the intensity, the overwhelming release…
