Stealing Spree

Chapter 2886: Still teasing me? (1) *

Without wasting another second, my arms caged her against the table as I sealed her lips with mine.

Hana looped her arms around my neck with a muffled laugh, enjoying the situation where I gave in to her again. She’s probably thinking this was her win again but well, I’ll let her have it.

Her luscious lips gradually opened, welcoming the intrusion of my tongue. At the same time, I pressed even closer, enough for her to latch her legs around my waist. Her soft chest squeezed against mine as we went on exchanging passionate kisses with fervor.

Hana’s fingers tangled in my hair, subtly telling me not to stop. At the moment, the girl didn’t care about our surroundings; in her mind, there was only me as she was willing to indulge further.

”Ruki, are you holding back on me?” She murmured in between our kisses, seemingly discontent at my naughty hands’ lack of initiative.

”No, can’t I enjoy my Hana’s kisses first? If I start exploring your body again, you won’t let me pull away until you’re satisfied.” I nipped at her lower lip, earning a soft whimper from her.

I could tell what’s going on in her head. Since we only sneak out, she’s worried I’d tell her we didn’t have much time or that we had to go back soon. And so, even with my intention to pamper her thoroughly, she believed I might interrupt us midway to bring her back.

”You kiss maniac.” Hana rolled her eyes, pretending to be annoyed, but the hint of joy in her voice betrayed her. Obviously, her desire for kisses is just as much as mine. Our relationship back then had been filled with moments like this where we’d find a place to be alone with each other, just to indulge in kissing each other, exploring every spot in our mouths that could make the other shudder.

Of course, unlike before, she wasn’t satisfied with just kisses anymore. Having experienced more intimate acts with me, she’s now longing to cross that final line with me.

The last time I escorted her home, if not for Tomori-san, she would’ve kept me overnight to finally cultivate our love for each other.

Alas, with these busy days ahead and with how many girls I had to juggle, finding another opportunity like that would be difficult.

”Don’t you love my kisses too?” I teasingly asked as I straightened my back and lifted my hands off the table to grab her slender waist.

Hana smacked her lips annoyedly before pressing her forehead against mine, ”You fool. Of course, I do. But you know what I want.”

Tracing a line from my neck down to my chest with her fingers, the girl locked our lips again while she began unbuttoning my shirt.

As soon as my chest became exposed to her, Hana grinned before leaning down, pressing her lips against my neck, showering me with kisses as she continued downward.

Then, while maintaining eye contact with me, she licked and nibbled at my chest with unrestrained hunger.

This was her way of marking me and claiming me.

Her fingers continued undoing buttons until my shirt hung open, exposing more territory for her to explore.

I could’ve stopped her, but where would be the fun in that? Watching my Hana like this, unrestrained and possessive, was intoxicating in its own way.

Perhaps trying to let me experience what I used to do with her, the girl teased my nipple, licking, sucking and lightly biting while keenly watching my reaction.

Naturally, that part was still sensitive for me. Seeing the joy in her eyes as I showed a reaction made me smirk. This girl was drunk on my reactions.

Soon after teasing both sides, the girl hopped off the table to go further down.

”Geez, this is why you’re so irresistible to everyone.” Hana huffed slightly as she reached my stomach, kissing my toned abdominal muscles before focusing on my belly button.

At the same time, her hands became busy with my pants, unbuckling my belt, unbuttoning my pants, and pulling down the zipper before letting gravity do its work.

Hana’s knees dropped on the ground at the same time as my pants. I instinctively supported her shoulder to keep her steady, not that she needed it, but the girl jovially smirked as she pressed her face against my thigh, breathing in my scent while gently nibbling the sensitive skin there.

”You’re enjoying this too much,” I murmured, threading my fingers through her silky dark hair.

”Hmph. Why shouldn’t I?” Hana’s breath tickled my skin as one of her hands slipped inside my boxers, tracing her way from the leg hole upwards. Her fingers danced along my inner thigh with maddening slowness, deliberately avoiding where I wanted her most. ”It’s my turn to tease you. Do you like it?”

Yeah. I inwardly answered. But I didn’t voice it out. Instead, I patted her head while trying to control my breathing, ”Don’t make me snatch the initiative.”

Hana raised an eyebrow before smirking. ”Try if you can.”

Upon saying that, her hand finally reached its destination, fingers curling around my hardened length, gripping it tightly. Her kisses then restarted from my thigh, trailing upward with agonizing leisure. The girl was determined to make me suffer, to make me lose my composure, to make me indulge her further.

When her lips stopped right at the bulging tip straining against fabric, Hana exhaled pointedly—her hot breath seeping through the thin cotton barrier. Her pair of black and golden eyes flicked upward with deliberate coyness as she slowly pressed in. Her lips gradually opened, accommodating the bulging head, not minding the fabric still separating us.

I groaned at the sensation. Her warm breath, the teasing brush of her tongue tracing the outline through cloth, and the way she hollowed her cheeks. She’s thoroughly determined to show me a different experience.

I would usually take control by now, but watching her eager enthusiasm with her lips stretched obscenely around the fabric and her golden eye gleaming with mischief, I couldn’t help but let her indulge in her newfound confidence.

My fingers tightened in her hair as she sucked through the fabric, making it damp. Then, as she popped it out, she fascinatedly stared at her masterpiece: the wet spot clinging to my erection.

Soon after that, she hooked a finger into the waistband of my boxers, dragging it down to finally free the beast within.

”Look at you, Ruki. It’s throbbing just from my mouth on fabric,” Hana blew her hot breath against my cock as she finally peeled the damp boxers down my thighs.

The cool air of the room brushing against it was no match against her burning gaze.

After that, she didn’t immediately take me into her mouth again. That would be too simple for her now. Instead, she pressed her cheek against my length, nuzzling it like a cat with a prized toy while her fingers traced the veins running along the underside and eventually cupped my balls.

”Say, Ruki. After me, who are you planning to sneak away later?” Hana whispered against my skin, her lips grazing the tip as her fingers tightened possessively around the base. ”Or am I the only lucky one today?”

I chuckled in amusement while I caressed her smooth cheek. ”Do you have any suggestions?”

She scoffed and glared at me before lightly biting at the side. It didn’t hurt, but the sensation of her teeth made my cock twitch. ”Shameless as always, I see.”

”Well, I thought you wanted to know.”

”Hmph. What will you do if I name someone?” Hana pulled back slightly, one hand still lazily stroking me while the other propped her chin up in mock contemplation.

”Of course, I’ll follow my Hana’s suggestion.” I shamelessly admitted while threading my fingers through her silky hair.

Hana inhaled more of my scent before eventually licking it from the base to the tip. As her lips once again pressed against the tip, Hana pulled away with a string of my precum connecting her lips to me.

”Even if that’s shameless, it’s passable. I love that you’re going to listen to me.” With her lips curling up into a satisfied smile, the girl leaned in again. This time, she took the head fully, mimicking her earlier action with the fabric, focusing only on that part while her tongue poked into my sensitive spots.

”Girl, if Tomori-san heard you saying that, she might cry,” I said while I enjoyed the sensation of her warm mouth and naughty tongue.