Netori: I Shall Steal All Of My Enemies' Women For Revenge!

Haruto lay beside Haruka, his chest rising and falling as he struggled to calm the heat in his body.

His cock throbbed persistently, demanding attention, but he tried to ignore it.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Beside him, Haruka was lost in her own haze of pleasure, her body trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm.

Her skin glistened faintly, and her breath came in short, ragged bursts.

His gaze drifted to her pink, stiffened nipples, rising and falling with her labored breathing.

She whimpered softly, her lips slightly parted, and the sight made his restraint waver. Haruto clenched his fist, then covered his eyes with one hand, trying to steady himself.

'No. I can't do more than this—not yet,' he told himself, forcing the thought to take root.

'This is the limit.'

Resolving to cool himself off, he sat up, intending to head for a cold shower. However, as he moved, a gentle tug on his arm stopped him.

He glanced down to see Haruka's trembling hand holding him back.

Her face was flushed a deep crimson, her eyes glistening with unshed tears and unspoken longing. Her expression alone was enough to make his resolve falter.

"Brother…" Her voice was soft, almost pleading.

"Don't you want to continue? Are we… done?"

Haruto reached out, ruffling her hair in an attempt to soothe her. "Yeah. "Let's wait until your birthday."

"But you're still hard, brother" Haruka protested, her pout deepening. "It's not fair to leave you like that…"

Before he could respond, she shifted, sitting up in front of him.

Her delicate hands hesitantly reached for his cock, her touch sending a jolt through his body. He hissed softly, grabbing her wrist.

"Haruka, you don't need to do this," he said, his voice firm yet gentle.

"It's fine," she whispered, her tone shy yet determined. "You… you ate me out too, didn't you?"

Without waiting for his reply, Haruka leaned forward, settling into a prone position as she opened her mouth to take him in.

Her warm tongue flicked across the tip, and Haruto's body shuddered involuntarily.

She moved cautiously at first, her lips parting wider to accommodate his girth. It was overwhelming—her jaw strained slightly, but she didn't stop.

Slowly, she managed to take in half his length, her small mouth wrapped tightly around him.

Her mouth was warm—almost unbearably so—and the sensation of her soft tongue swirling around his sensitive head made his breath hitch.

"Shit…" Haruto groaned, his fingers threading through her hair to guide her movements without forcing her. "Haruka…"

Encouraged by his reaction, Haruka began moving up and down, her soft lips and wet tongue working in unison.

Her throat tightened instinctively as the tip of his cock brushed against it, and the sensation made him hiss sharply.

It was overwhelming—a tight, wet heat that sent waves of pleasure. His hips twitched involuntarily, and he bit down on his lower lip, trying to keep control.

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"Ahh… fuck," he breathed, his grip on her hair tightening slightly as his hips twitched. "Your mouth feels so good."

Despite the strain, Haruka pushed herself further, finally managing to take all of him.

She could feel the pressure in her throat, and the realization sent a shiver through her.

'Brother's cock… it's inside my mouth.'

The thought alone made her pussy ache, and a fresh wave of arousal pooled between her legs.

Driven by the heat spreading through her body, she quickened her pace, saliva dripping from the corners of her mouth as she worked harder to please him.

Her hands gripped his shaft, stroking the base in time with her mouth as she worked to take him deeper.

"You're amazing, Haruka," Haruto rasped, his voice thick with pleasure.

"So good… You're doing so great."

Her heart fluttered at his praise, spurring her to move faster. The sounds of her messy blow job filled the room, accompanied by Haruto's deep, ragged breaths.

"I'm close," he warned, his muscles tensing as his climax neared.

Her throat tightened again as she took him fully, and Haruto's head fell back, a guttural moan escaping him as the sensation pushed him closer to the edge.

"Haruka… I'm going to cum. Drink all of it."

With a final thrust, Haruto released his grip on her hair firmly as he spilled into her mouth.

The sheer volume made her eyes widen, some of it escaping past her lips as she struggled to swallow.

When he finally pulled away, Haruka gasped, coughing slightly as she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand.

"Are you alright?" he asked, his brows knitting with concern.

"I'm sorry—I couldn't hold back."

Haruka shook her head, her flushed face tilting up to meet his gaze.

"I… I liked it, brother" she admitted softly, her lips curving into a small smile.

"You don't have to worry about me."

'That face again…' Haruto sighed, rubbing the back of his neck as he stood up.

'I can't help myself. Just looking at her makes me hard.'

"I'm gonna take a bath," he announced, forcing a smile to hide his internal struggle.

Turning toward her, he added, "Didn't you want to eat that taiyaki stuffed with matcha ice cream today? Let's get some later."

Without waiting for her response, Haruto headed for the bathroom, leaving Haruka lying on the futon.

Haruka barely managed to nod in reply before burying her face in the pillow, muffling the ecstatic scream that bubbled up in her chest.

She rolled onto her side, clutching the pillow tightly as her body writhed with happiness.

'Finally! Finally!' she thought, her cheeks burning with exhilaration. 'It's not a dream anymore!'

She hit the futon lightly in her giddy excitement, her mind replaying everything that had just happened.

'I really did it with Brother! Well, not everything, but still… Aahhh!'

The vivid memory of his brother's touch—his lips and tongue exploring her pussy—sent shivers down her spine.

Her heart raced as she recalled the sensation, and she couldn't stop the flush that spread across her skin.