"Happy ending?" Chloe asked shyly.
"Yes, you're a masseuse. I'm sure you know what that means," Yohan said in a seductive voice, slowly caressing her body with his fingers.
Just his hands touching her were enough to give her goosebumps all over her body.
"I don't want anything like that," she denied.
"You can't even look me in the eyes and say it," he chuckled.
"If you're going to pretend, then why don't you put a little effort?"
"I'm not p-pretending. I don't want anything like that," she said firmly this time.
"Are you sure?" he asked. "Maybe I should check for myself."
"Yohan, wait—"
He suddenly raised her legs up, having a clear view of her panties. They were already wet.
"See? You're in no condition to be lying to yourself," he said.
Chloe knew it was true. No matter how much she wanted to keep herself away from him, she just couldn't. Her body wanted him.
From the moment his hands first touched her, all she could imagine was getting flipped over and fucked senselessly.
Yohan took a big sniff. "I love how you scent."
"D-Don't do that." She covered her face, feeling embarrassed.
"Why? Is it bad for me to smell my food before I eat it?" he asked, before shifting her panties and going straight for her clit.
The sensation rushed through her body like a spark of lightning. Her toes curled up, and she gripped the sheets of the bed tightly.
He was so skillful with his tongue that she was forced to grab the back of his head as she tried to control her moans.
He put his tongue deep inside her pussy— as far as he could get.
"Angh…!!" she moaned.
Her mind twisted and turned as his tongue rolled inside her. It was so good she was about to cum.
But Yohan pulled away and wiped his mouth.
"How can you say you don't want me when you're making such lewd sounds?"
"Except… you're that kind of pervert?" He snapped his fingers as if he had just realized something.
"W-What do you mean?"
"You must be the kind of pervert that acts like she doesn't like it only to get home and masturbate."
Chloe stiffened.
Just slightly, but it was enough. Her eyes widened for a split second, then darted away. She didn't say a word.
Her lips parted like she wanted to defend herself, but no words came out.
Yohan chuckled, noticing her shift in demeanor. "Oh wow. I was just joking."
Still no response.
A faint red bloomed across her cheeks, rising all the way to her ears. She bit her bottom lip, guilty as hell.
He raised a brow. "So… you actually did it? Were you thinking of me?"
She turned her face to the side, away from him— her silence screaming louder than any confession.
Yohan grinned, folding his arms behind his head. "Don't worry, I'm flattered."
"And to be honest, I've also imagined myself with you like this before."
He leaned in closer. "But that doesn't even come close to the real thing."
Then he kissed her. Her lips parted as she stuck her tongue out. Their wet tongues wrapped and twisted around each other, and Chloe was enjoying it just as much as Yohan.
Yohan pulled back. "For someone that didn't want to do this, you're a little bit too excited," he chuckled.
"I didn't say I didn't want to do this, I just…" she shifted her gaze.
"You just what?"
"I just… who was that woman from yesterday?"
"Anna? She's just a customer," Yohan replied.
"But you were having sex with her."
"Yeah, I seriously don't know how that happened… but it shouldn't be a problem for us. It's not like we're officially together."
He kissed her shoulder, sending shivers down her spine. "You never told me you wanted to be mine."
He kissed her neck over and over again, leaving love bites as his lips went lower until he reached her breast.
He unbuttoned her shirt, revealing her blue bra, kissing every corner of her body passionately before finally taking out her breast, licking around her areola.
He purposely avoided the nipples, already swollen and hard, just to tease her even more.
Her sensitivity was increasing rapidly as she began to let out small moans. All she wanted was for him to have his mouth just one inch to the side.
"So tell me, do you want to be mine?" he asked, taking a moment to look into her eyes.
He could see that she was just barely holding back at this point.
'Seems like this isn't enough'
Then he finally began sucking her nipples. Her whole body shuddered as his tongue flicked her pink tits. He bit down—not too hard, but just enough to make her moan louder.
He squeezed her other breast, rubbing her nipple while he sucked on this one.
She could already feel the heat gathering between her legs. It was too much to handle.
At the same time, Yohan was already pulling down his shorts. His cock was already rock solid and dripping with pre-cum.
He rubbed the tip against her folds. The stimulation she felt was over the top.
"If you're mine, I'll always make you happy," Yohan whispered in her ear. "Stop holding back and just enjoy yourself."
"Okay," Chloe replied. At this point, all she wanted was for him to put it inside her, to have his big dick violating her insides.
"Say it," Yohan said firmly.
"Say what?" she asked, taking in half-breaths.
"Tell me what you want."
"I… I want you to put it inside," she murmured, her face flushed red.
"Is that all?" He rubbed his dick on her pussy even more. It was like a spell, compelling her body to move to his desires.
It wasn't just her, Yohan was also struggling with the sensation of her wetness against his dick. It took every ounce of willpower to fight the urge to just stick it in.
"I want to be yours… please," she added frantically.
"Good girl. Here's your reward." Yohan finally jammed his cock inside her, with how wet she was from all the foreplay, his massive cock easily went in.
"Anghh..!! Fuck~~" Her moan was just as sweet as her pussy and her slutty teary eyes was even more beautiful