SSS-Class MILFs And Their Yandere Daughters, I Want Them All!

Chapter 255: A Sport’s Bra Is Much More Practical!

A slow, charming smile spread across Mika face—calculated, dangerous, and undeniably magnetic.

”There’s actually another reason...” He started in a voice that turned smooth like velvet. ”...why I told you not to lose that passionate fire of yours.”

Cecilia blinked, caught off guard by the sudden shift in tone.

”Wh-What do you mean?” She asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

His smile deepened, eyes glinting.

”Because, every time you get passionate about something, your cheeks flush like this...” He gestured gently toward her reddening face. ”...and your eyes light up so brightly...you become so beautiful in those moments that I forget what we’re even arguing about.”

”Honestly, even if I wanted to fight back, I can’t. I just get completely distracted by how radiant your face becomes.”

She gulped at the barrage of sweet that came out of nowhere, not knowing how to respond.

”No...No way...you’re joking, right?” She stammered, backing a step toward the door, but not turning away.

But Mika shook his head slowly, his gaze fixed on her.

”Not at all. You’re already gorgeous normally, Cecilia. Most doctors wear exhaustion on their faces, but you? You always look so fresh, so vibrant...It’s hard to believe someone could be this breathtaking and still be this dedicated to medicine.”

Her hands went to her cheeks instinctively, trying to hide her flustered reaction, but that only made her seem even more adorable in his eyes.

”And the truth is...” Mika added, voice dipping a little. ”...you become even more beautiful when you’re riled up. That fire in you...it’s something else.”

”I...I don’t...I’m not really...” She mumbled, her voice trailing off, unsure of how to respond.

”You’re cute.” Mika said with a warm laugh. ”Really. I’m usually not that interested in someone at first meeting. But you...I was captivated from the start.”

”That spirit, that spark...it made me curious. Made me want to know more if you know what I mean.”

Cecilia looked like her soul was going to fly out of her body from how red her face had turned.

She had been complimented before—of course she had with how pretty she was. But it had always been superficial. Always something shallow.

But this...this felt different. Like he was seeing her.

The sensation only became much worse when he extended his hand toward her, his eyes warm and inviting.

”Come closer, Cecilia.” He requested, his voice a soft command. ”I want to see your face much more closely, and truly appreciate how pretty you actually look right now.”

Cecilia knew she shouldn’t. Every professional alarm in her head should have been screaming for her to maintain distance, but she couldn’t resist.

She instinctively stepped forward, compelled by his words.

She leaned down towards him, bending over the hospital bed until their faces were inches apart.

Mika didn’t move, just looked straight into her eyes, his gaze locking with hers.

”Yeah.” He murmured, his voice husky with deep appreciation. ”You really are so pretty, aren’t you?”

His words sent a wave of heat through her, pooling low in her stomach and before she could react, his hands lifted, his fingers brushing against her face with a tenderness that belied the hunger in his eyes.

He traced the curve of her cheek, the line of her eyebrows, the softness of her lips as if he was examining every single part of her, memorizing her.

Cecilia knew she should pull away.

She should.

But she didn’t.

Instead, she leaned closer, her breath hitching as his touch sent sparks across her skin.

And then—

His hand slid to the back of her neck and she felt a gentle tug.

Her eyes widened as he pulled her toward him and—

”Kiss!♡~”

—pushed his lips into hers in a kiss that stole the air from her lungs.

It was sudden. It was wrong. And yet, it felt inevitable.

She gasped against his mouth, but Mika didn’t let her go. Instead, his grip tightened just enough to keep her there, his lips moving against hers with a confidence that left her dizzy.

”Mmm.” He hummed, his voice a dark purr. ”Just as I thought.”

Before she could process what was happening, his tongue slipped past her lips, claiming her.

And feeling his wet tongue, Cecilia’s mind screamed at her to stop.

This was wrong.

She was kissing Mika—Lady Fauna’s son, her mentor’s son—a man she had just met today. In a hospital room, of all places.

But her body refused to obey.

Maybe it was the adrenaline still coursing through her veins from delivering the baby earlier.

Maybe it was the way he had commanded the operating theater, so sure of himself, so capable, that it made her feel safe in a way she hadn’t expected.

Or maybe it was the way his hands moved over her, possessive and knowing, like he had every right to touch her.

Or perhaps it was simply the fact that she had always wanted to be part of Lady Fauna’s family and world—and now, here he was, pulling her into it in the most forbidden way possible.

”Mmm!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Slurp!♡~”

Mika’s tongue played with hers, dominating her mouth with slow licks that made her whimper. She tried to resist, to fight back, but he was relentless.

His free hand slid down to her waist, pulling her forward until she was practically straddling him on the bed.

Her hands also found his shoulders, gripping them for balance as his kiss deepened, his tongue exploring her with a skill that left her breathless.

”Nngh!♡~” She moaned against his lips, her body betraying her as she melted into him.

But Mika’s hands didn’t just stop there.

They slid lower, his fingers finding the hem of her short skirt before slipping beneath it. Cecilia’s breath hitched as he then stripped off her stockings with practiced ease, his touch sending shivers up her thighs.

Then, his palms were on her bare skin, cupping her ass through the thin fabric of her panties.

”Fuck.” He groaned into her mouth, his grip tightening as he squeezed, his fingers kneading her flesh. ”Such a bouncy ass.”

Cecilia let out a broken gasp as he spread her cheeks apart, his touch firm and owning.

”M-Mika—!” She managed to whisper, but it came out more like a plea than a protest.

”Shh.” He murmured, his lips trailing down her jaw to her neck. ”Just let go, Cecilia. Let me take care of you.”

Before she could react, his hands were at the buttons of her coat, undoing them one by one. The fabric slid off her shoulders, pooling on the floor with a quiet rustle.

Cecilia gasped as his fingers moved to the hem of her blouse, pulling it up and over her head in one smooth motion.

Then, his eyes locked onto her chest—and he paused as beneath the crisp professional layers was actually a simple black sports bra, hugging her torso like a second skin.

It flattened her chest more than any lacy thing would have. But even compressed, the generous swell of her breasts was unmistakable: round, heavy, the size of ripe oranges straining against the stretchy fabric.

Mika’s brows lifted, a surprised, delighted grin spreading across his face, while Cecilia herself instantly crossed her arms over herself, cheeks flaming scarlet.

”H-Hey! Don’t laugh!” She squeaked. ”It’s just a sports bra! It’s practical! I’m on my feet twelve, fourteen hours a day, running between wards—if I wore anything else they’d bounce up and down, up and down, it’s irritating, okay? This is comfortable!”

”I’m not laughing at you because of I’m mocking, Cecilia.” Mika said as he gently pried her arms away, pinning them lightly at her sides. ”I just think that it’s quite adorable that a mature and refined women like you is wearing something like this.”

Before she could protest, he kissed her again, deeper this time, swallowing her little gasp.

”Kiss!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Nibble!♡~”

And while their tongues tangled, his hands slid to the hem of the sports bra. With one smooth flick he peeled it upward, the tight fabric catching on her breasts before popping free.

They spilled out, full and impossibly perky despite their weight, capped with tiny, stiff pink nipples that begged for attention.

”Fuck.” He breathed, eyes dark with hunger. ”Look at these.”

He dipped his head, trailing open-mouthed kisses down the column of her throat, over her collarbone, until his lips closed around one tight nipple.

”M-Mika—!” Cecilia’s back arched hard, a desperate moan tearing from her throat.

”Lick!♡~ Mmph!♡~ Ahh!♡~ Suck!♡~”

But he ignored her and just sucked hard, tongue flicking the sensitive peak, then switched to the other, lavishing it with the same worship.

His hands cupped her breasts from underneath, lifting and squeezing, thumbs rolling her nipples from left to right.

”You’ve been hiding these gorgeous tits all day, huh?” He growled against her skin, teeth grazing the soft swell. ”Walking around the hospital like nothing’s under those scrubs.”

”Every time you leaned over a patient, these were right there, begging to be sucked. And I’m the lucky bastard who finally gets to taste them.”

”Ahhh!♡~ Nooo! Don’t say things like that!♡~ Hmm!♡~”

Cecilia’s head fell back, fingers threading into his hair as he lapped and sucked, alternating between gentle licks and sharp little bites that made her gasp.

”They’re so fucking perky.” He murmured, voice rough. ”Heavy, but they sit so high, like they’re proud to be on display for me. And these nipples—”

He pinched one between his fingers, rolling it until she whimpered.

”So small and pink and hard. Bet they’ve never been this stiff before, have they? Bet no one’s ever sucked them until you couldn’t think straight.”

”N-No.” She managed, voice trembling. ”Never...ah!”

He tugged one nipple between his teeth, soothing it instantly with a slow swirl of his tongue.

”Good. Means they’re all mine now.” He lifted his head just enough to meet her dazed eyes. ”Every time you put this sports bra back on tomorrow, you’re going to remember my mouth on these tits.”

”Every time they bounce while you’re running between patients, you’ll feel me sucking them, biting them, owning them.”

His hands kneaded her breasts, pushing them together, licking a hot stripe up the valley he created before taking both nipples between his fingers and twisting gently.

”Look at you.” He rasped, voice thick with lust. ”Moaning like a needy little thing while I play with your perfect tits. You love this, don’t you?”

”Love having them sucked and pinched and worshipped after keeping them locked away all day.”

Cecilia could only nod, breathless, her hips rocking against the edge of the bed as he feasted on her chest, leaving wet trails and faint red marks across the pale skin.

”Say it.” He commanded, sucking one nipple hard enough to make her cry out. ”Tell me you love it.”

”I-I love it.” She whimpered, thighs clenching.

”Please, Mika! D-Don’t stop! Please don’t stop!”

...And there’s no way he was, as after getting blue balled all morning he was gonna make sure to stuff her pussy to the brim with his cock and vent his desires.