"Wait... Ahh~!... I’m telling you, Jeff... Ahh~!... Just wait a bit..." Jess pleaded as Jeff embraced her from behind, their naked bodies pressed against each other, feeling each other’s warmth through bare skin, even as warm water drenched them in the shower.
"I told you earlier, Jess... ’Stop’ and ’No’—those are the only words I’ll listen to. So ’Wait’ doesn’t count." Jeff replied, his right hand moving upward to fondle her right breast while his left hand slid downward to caress her hole, soaked with his cum and her juices.
"Ahh~!"
Jess’s soft, erotic moaning echoed throughout the shower as Jeff devoured her exposed, alluring nape. His throbbing 9-inch-plus erection pressed between her thighs, ready to penetrate her again and drive her mad with pleasure.
"Didn’t you say we were done after doing it on the bed?"
As Jess said, she had agreed to go another round in bed just a few monts after waking up. Jeff kept pounding her from behind while restraining her with his arms and pressing his body against her back, pinning her down.
She couldn’t move or escape. All she could do was moan in pleasure as Jeff pounded her over and over, deeper and deeper, his rod kissing her womb. She experienced multiple orgasms that drove her mad—until he filled her womb once again.
"I said it would be the last ti in bed... Not in the shower or anywhere else," Jeff said.
And like he said, the mont Jess recovered from her orgasm’s aftershock, he carried her bridal-style into the shower to do it again—leading to their current situation.
"I promise, Jess, this will be the last one for today," Jeff whispered softly into her ear.
"Just how much of a pervert are you?" Jess retorted, still refusing to comply while struggling to restrain her own lustful desire to go another round.
"Just as much as you, I guess."
"Are you calling a pervert, you bastard?"
"Then how would you explain this expression of yours, Jess?"
Jeff wiped the fog from the large mirror on the shower wall, revealing Jess’s reflection. Despite her harsh words and denial, the face staring back at her was filled with lustful desire and a seductive smile—as if begging Jeff to take her again and pound her until they both lost themselves to pleasure.
At that mont, sothing flipped inside Jess, as though the woman in the reflection switched places with the one in reality. Slowly, she turned to Jeff and initiated a passionate kiss.
The words she whispered after breaking it were enough to tell Jeff that her perverted side had taken full control.
"You can be a bit rougher if you want, Jeff."
With that, Jeff released her from his embrace, only to grab her hips and thrust his throbbing rod deep into her soaking wet hole in a single motion—until the tip pressed against the entrance to her womb.
"AHH~!"
A loud erotic moan filled the steamy shower as Jess cum from the very first thrust. Her whole body trembled, her legs gave out, and her arms leaned on the shower wall. If not for Jeff holding her hips, she would’ve collapsed to the floor.
The tightness of her hole, the way her walls embraced him, and the sensation of her orgasm rippling through his body nearly pushed Jeff over the edge. But he held back—he wanted to enjoy more of this pleasure and make Jess feel even better.
Once he regained control, he pulled back slightly, then thrust in again—and again—holding tightly to her hips, watching her body arch beautifully as he drove her mad with pleasure. At the sa ti, he let go of all restraint, focusing solely on feeling good with Jess.
"AHH~!"
Another moan escaped Jess’s lips—another orgasm on top of the last.
Nearing his own limit, Jeff said, "Just hold on a bit more, Jess. I’m about to cum too."
"Then... Ahh~!... Do it harder... AHH~!..."
Before she could finish, Jeff started pounding faster and harder until his rod throbbed like it was about to explode.
At that instant, he thrust deeply, as if trying to penetrate her womb, and released his cum, filling her to the brim.
"AHH~!"
Jess moaned loudly, her body going limp. Her upper half bent downward, her lower body collapsed. The only thing keeping her from collapsing was Jeff’s grip on her hips—and his still-throbbing rod buried inside her, pumping her full of cum.
As Jess slowly lost consciousness, the next thing she knew, she was in the bathtub with Jeff.
The warm water felt great, but the heat of Jeff’s body pressed against her back felt a hundred tis better—along with the comfort of his arms wrapped around her and his still-erect rod resting between her thighs.
But the mont she let herself relax, mories of everything Jeff had done in the shower hit her—and her violent instincts took over.
"You fucking pervert!"
—BAM!—
"Ouch!"
Jess smashed the back of her head into Jeff’s face, making him collapse in the bathtub.
Turning to face him, she followed up by strangling him.
"Why didn’t you stop when I told you, perv?!"
"Because you didn’t tell to stop, Jess. You didn’t even say no."
"Idiot, moron, dimwit, doofus..."
Despite her words, Jess knew why she couldn’t say no to Jeff.
First—she was hopelessly in love with Jeff.
Second—she was a complete pushover when it ca to him.
And third—she was, in fact, a closet pervert. No matter how much she denied it... she wanted to do it with Jeff.
Before she could choke Jeff to death, she finally cald down and relaxed with him in the tub.
Still, her mood soured a little, knowing she was slowly losing control of her perverted side.
Noticing this, Jeff tried to ease the mood by starting a conversation he’d been wanting to have with her.
"So... now that we’ve finally done it... what’s our relationship, Jess?"
"Huh?... What do you an, ’our relationship’?"
Jeff couldn’t quite tell if she was mad because he wasn’t sure what they were... or because he thought they were sothing.
Either way, he gathered his resolve and continued—cautious of her mood.
"Since we did it... will you accept my proposal to marry and becom—"
She didn’t even let him finish before elbowing him in the ribs, making him writhe in pain. At the sa ti, his rod throbbed between her thighs in excitent.
"Pervert! You’re not even my boyfriend!"
Of course she loved Jeff. Of course she wanted to marry him soday. Of course she wanted to make him her boyfriend right now. But since she still hated him for ignoring her the past four years, she wasn’t about to make it easy for him.
Yes, she’d given her body—but that didn’t an she’d let him off the hook. She wanted him to work for her love. And besides, if she just gave in to everything, he might lose interest.
She wanted his attention—more of it.
All these thoughts swirled in her head until Jess suddenly went quiet.
Noticing her unease, Jeff embraced her again to calm her down. Then he gently continued the conversation.
"If I’m not your boyfriend, then what is our relationship, Jess?"
"Who said we have a relationship, idiot?" she pouted, unable to give an answer.
"Of course we do," Jeff whispered gently. "Since I’m not your boyfriend... are we, maybe, Childhood Friends With Benefits?"
"Pfft—"
Seeing her mood lift, Jeff kept going.
"How about... Fake Twins x Legal Incest?"
"Pfft—pervert."
"Or maybe... Best Friends in Bed?"
"Hahaha!..."
The fact that Jess was laughing told Jeff everything he needed to know.
She really was a pervert.
And he was right—Jess turned to him with her perverted side fully returned and said:
"You want to know what our relationship is, Jeff?... You’re mine and mine alone. That’s everything—and nothing more."
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