Pah.

Pah.

Pah.

The sound inside the room was that of soft, rhythmic slaps.

"Hnmh~."

The sounds were constant and successive, one following the other, and each one audibly noticeable, accompanied by Elizabeth's weak and low moan.

Although she couldn't control herself enough to avoid moaning, at least she could control the volume, stopping herself from making too much noise. After all, the last thing she wanted was for the other two to hear the two of them. But she also admitted that this was extremely difficult.

She felt as if she were holding herself back somehow, as if she should be making a sound that matched the pleasure she felt, but that wasn't possible now. So she resisted the urge to moan loudly and kept her voice low.

In the middle of his thrusts, she also became aware of the fact that she was actually moaning — something that, in her understanding, was something men did, not women.

At least not commonly. But there she was, moaning as if it were the most natural thing in the world, yet another proof of how Jonathan's very existence affected her.

"Fu-ck~…" — cursing in a drawn-out moan, she was pulled out of her distracted thoughts by the feeling that she was getting closer and closer to her limit.

She couldn't distract herself anymore; in just a few seconds, she would come. Biting her lips and narrowing her eyes in effort, her hands gripped the fabric of the bed as she synced her breathing, trying as hard as she could to resist the sensation — but it was no use, because just like before, she came quickly.

"Hmmmnnh~."

Moaning through tightly closed lips, she felt that familiar wave of pleasure again.

Her mind seemed to drift somewhere else while her body shivered with pleasure. Her legs and waist spasmed weakly, and an orgasm hit her hard while her breath halted.

For what felt like an eternity to her — but was actually just twenty seconds — she finally managed to breathe, inhaling deeply and exhaling right after, her once-tense body no longer spasming.

With sweat covering her forehead and a slightly unfocused look, she stared at him, her breathing still a bit ragged, meeting his slightly smiling face.

"I imagine that was good, wasn't it?" he asked in a playful tone.

Huffing lightly at his smug tone, she smiled the same way.

"No, not even a little."

"Oh really? Because that's not the impression I got. Or are you going to tell me your body shaking just now was an act?" he asked back, raising an eyebrow slightly.

She was about to respond, but then the awareness that she had come way too fast returned.

She shut her mouth as a feeling of embarrassment immediately washed over her. She tried her hardest to keep her face calm, but she couldn't keep looking at him.

'Ugh, that was pathetic.' she groaned inwardly in frustration.

Finding her mood shift a bit abrupt, he stared at her for a moment without understanding why — until the reason quickly clicked.

"I already told you you don't have to worry about that. You don't need to be upset, my chocolate."

He brushed her bangs aside gently.

She, looking at him again in silent disbelief, stared at him speechless. "Chocolate? Seriously?"

Pulling his hand away from her bangs, he asked back with a smile. "What? You didn't like my couple nickname? It's super common, isn't it? Or maybe you prefer another. How about… my cocoa? Or maybe coffee bonbon?"

Staring at him completely incredulous, she said nothing for a moment, stunned. "…I'd prefer if you called me something normal…" she finally said slowly. "Like babe. Or my love."

"Hmmm…" Humming, he nodded softly, then shook his head. "Nah, those normal nicknames are way too boring. I'd rather call you my chocolate."

Completely incredulous again, she ended up laughing, finding it totally absurd.

As she laughed, he just watched her in silence, smiling, not saying anything. The pleasant sound of her laughter was the only sound in the room.

For that brief moment, he gazed at her softly, finding her voice really beautiful.

Finally stopping after a moment, she looked at him with a smile, noticing the way he was looking at her.

"Idiot." she said softly, giving a light tap to his chest — her earlier embarrassment completely forgotten.

Seeing that his plan had worked, he spoke. "Alright, as much as I want to stay inside you, we have to keep going. So let's change positions, because my arms are getting really tired."

His words made her look at his arms, finding them completely still, not appearing strained at all.

Noticing her look, he said, "Oh, trust me, I'm really tired. I'm just pretending I'm fine, you know how it is."

"I see." she replied with a faint smile. But then, not wasting the chance he gave her, she quickly added, "Then, in that case, let me be on top this time." The anticipation and excitement were clear in her voice.

"Alright." Responding casually, he moved away from her, sitting up straight.

Then he pulled out of her slowly, as if savoring the sensation one last time, before finally dropping to the side, lying on his back.

"Damn, my arms really are tired." he commented, squeezing the biceps and triceps of both arms.

But grabbing his attention almost anxiously, she quickly straddled his waist, sitting on top of him.

Finding it kind of cute, he smiled. "Hey, relax, I'm not going anywhere."

But she didn't answer. She grabbed his dick, guided it to her entrance, and in one quick, firm motion, sat down, slamming her hips against his.

Letting out a soft moan of satisfaction, she looked at him with a smile that made him raise an eyebrow.

Then, holding his hands and leaning forward, she pinned his arms above his head against the mattress, their faces just a few centimeters apart.

She smiled in an unconsciously seductive way, tilting her head slightly, a few strands of hair swaying.

"Now I'm in control." she said softly, in a low tone.

Looking at her with curiosity, he finally understood why she seemed so eager — she simply wanted the active role, as it should normally be.

Shifting his eyes down from hers, he looked at her breasts completely pressed against his chest due to their closeness.

Not only that — he could also feel the warmth and softness of her stomach pressed against his. With their bodies like that and with her addictive interior, he had no reason to deny anything.

Meeting her eyes again, he smiled. "Go ahead."

Receiving his approval, she didn't waste time. Holding his arms above his head, she lifted her waist slowly, his dick sliding out a few centimeters before she quickly lowered herself again, their hips colliding as he went fully inside.

He followed the movement.

She rose and fell slowly and smoothly, her waist moving in a rhythmic motion as she impaled herself with his dick.

"Hanh~." Soon, she found herself moaning again, but feeling she wasn't being dominant enough, against her logical judgment, she increased the pace.

She believed that having had an orgasm earlier would help her last longer.

So, she increased the rhythm; her waist rose and dropped faster and faster, her hips slamming against his repeatedly.

PahPahPahPah...

Between moans and audible breaths, she moved on him rapidly, while they locked eyes.

With him just staring calmly with a faint smile, she then held both his hands with one of hers and, grabbing his hair with the other, kissed him.

Their lips crashed voraciously while her waist kept the rhythm.

Switching to using her tongue, they shared an intense kiss, accompanied by her occasional moans and the soft, rapid sounds of their hips colliding.

And this time, matching her desire to last more than two minutes.

She wasn't the only one reaching her limit.

Feeling his dick slightly expand inside her as his breathing also grew heavier, then, on the final thrust, the end came for both of them — they came simultaneously.

"Hmmnnh~…" Letting out a long moan against his mouth, her thighs tightened around him as the familiar spasms ran through her body, the feeling and sensation of pleasure taking over her mind and body as she held her breath.

And this time was different.

Feeling him ejaculate inside her, the sensation of his dick pulsing before the warmth spilled inside gave her a feeling of fullness — as if something were being filled. It gave a completely new flavor to her orgasm, making it even more intense.

And for him, it wasn't much different. The way her interior seemed to come alive on its own, squeezing his dick with immense strength, the spasms and slight vibration only pushed him deeper into pleasure. 'Fuck…'

Recovering first, he released her hand, moving his own to her ass and leaving them there in a gentle squeeze while he waited for her to pull herself together.

After almost a minute — which felt like an eternity to her — she finally recovered, her mind refocusing as she inhaled sharply through her nose.

And, noticing her lips were still pressed to his, she pulled away, breathless, meeting his gaze with half-open, unfocused eyes.

Feeling her body still trembling lightly against his, he gave her a soft pat on the butt and asked, "So, are you satisfied?"

Taking one last deep breath, she smiled, a bead of sweat forming on the tip of her nose. "Definitely." she laughed happily.

Sharing her smile, he wiped the bead of sweat from her nose before placing his hand gently on her cheek, rubbing his finger lightly against her lip.

Still smiling, she lowered her head, lying beside him and pressing her face against his neck, her hands softly embracing his head.

As she felt his breath against her neck, with one hand he rubbed her back gently while the other rubbed her butt softly, making her let out a brief laugh.

Going further, he pulled his head back for a moment and stretched his neck, looking over her shoulder toward her butt and seeing those two soft mounds raised.

He then gave a light slap, watching the skin ripple as her butt bounced slightly.

He nodded with a satisfied look. "That's a high-quality chocolate cake, ten out of ten."

"Hahaha, you're impossible." Laughing softly upon hearing him, she pulled him back, returning her head to his neck.

Not moving anymore, he stayed there with her, the two of them simply embracing each other in an intimate moment.

Until, after what were a few short minutes, he broke the comfortable silence.

"I really don't want to break this affectionate moment between us, but we have to keep going." He gave her butt a light pat as a warning.

"What?" Asking somewhat confused, she didn't fully process his words as she pulled away from his neck to look at him.

"What do you think I mean? You didn't think we were done already, did you?" he said with a playful grin.

Without saying anything, she just stared at him in silence, her face showing how she hadn't expected to hear that.

Seeing her expression, he only smiled more and then, abruptly, moved her off of him, positioning himself quickly behind her.

With her having no time to react and being caught off guard, she suddenly found herself on all fours with her hips being lifted by him. "W-wait a second."

"Wait for what~?" Standing behind her, he rubbed her butt gently as he admired it.

Looking at him over her shoulder, she opened her mouth to speak but ended up saying nothing, because she didn't mind continuing even though she'd already had three orgasms.

'I don't know how much more I can handle, but I'll make it enough to make him come three more times.' Determined to get what she wanted, she composed herself, calming from her surprise, then lowering herself, arching her back and shaking her butt lightly for him.

"What are you waiting for then~?" she said with her face pressed against the bed, smiling slightly while looking at him from the side.

Noticing her shift in attitude, he smiled, his gaze returning to the "dish" in front of him.

With her small labia slightly swollen and covered in the shine of fluids and streaks of his white cum, there was her pussy, and right above it, showing a lighter brown tone like her nipple, was her anus.

Staring at the small wrinkled opening, his hand on her butt moved as he gently rubbed his thumb over it, making her twitch slightly.

'Hmm, not today.' With that thought passing through his mind as he stared at the inviting hole, he finally grabbed his dick with one hand and guided it into her.

With a single thrust, he entered her all at once, making her let out a low moan in response.

But surprising her next, he grabbed her arms, pinning them behind her back with one hand, and with the other, grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling it back.

Blinking in surprise, she asked through parted lips, "What are you doing?"

"Isn't it obvious? The same thing you did to me. Now get ready." Without giving her time to speak, he pulled his hips back and, with a tug to her hair and arms, pulled her toward him while pushing himself back inside.

Letting out a tense breath, she found herself surprised by the sensation — it didn't hurt, on the contrary — and she found herself really enjoying being handled that way.

Letting out another tense breath at his next thrust, her body already reacting as her pussy tightened slightly.

And with one more thrust, she found herself involuntarily moaning again. "Hanh~" A short and low moan.

Smiling at the sound, he increased the speed, the sound of soft slaps echoing rapidly, accompanied by her short moans.

And so, for a while longer, the two continued having sex.

PahPahPahPah...

"Hanh~Hanh~Hanh~Hanh~..."

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