The World Is Mine For The Taking

Chapter 505: Epilogue 9 - Result, Tears, and Love (2)

The moment we stepped into my dorm room, our lips collided. The kiss started out clumsy, almost shy, but it didn’t take long for it to heat up into something wild and desperate. Her tongue slipped into my mouth, gliding over my gums and teeth, tangling with mine like we couldn’t get enough of each other. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the air as we kissed like our lives depended on it, and it felt like we were melting into one another.

Before long, we made it to the bed, where the intensity only grew. I was on top of her, pressing my body so tightly against hers that it felt like we were fusing into one. Even though we were already as close as we could physically get, it wasn’t enough. The hunger we felt for each other was almost unbearable, an aching need that left us both desperate.

Finally, we broke apart, gasping for air. A thin strand of saliva connected our lips, and the sight of it made my heart pound harder. Titania’s eyes were glassy with desire, her lashes wet as if she’d been holding back tears. The soft vulnerability in her expression made her look so damn cute that I couldn’t help but fall for her all over again.

"Um, Leon... I want to be on top," she murmured, her voice slightly shaky but still carrying a note of determination.

"Oh... sure, but why all of a sudden?" I asked, tilting my head.

"Um, because, you know..." She averted her gaze, a faint blush dusting her cheeks. "Ugh, do I really have to spell it out for you?" she grumbled, biting her lip. "You’re so dense sometimes, Leon, I hate that about you."

Wow. That was the first time she’d ever said she hated anything about me. I thought she loved every weird, messy part of me, but I guess even in romance, there are moments like this, huh?

She sighed and looked at me again, this time more serious. "It’s just... every time we do it, you’re always in charge, always making me feel good. And I love that, I do, but today..." Her voice softened, and she fidgeted with her fingers. "I want to make you feel good for a change."

Hearing that sent a strange warmth through my chest. There was something so endearing about her wanting to step out of her comfort zone just to make me happy. It was sweet in a way that made my heart swell.

"Alright, then," I said with a smile. I shifted off of her and lay back on the bed, watching as she hesitated for a second before crawling over me. Slowly, she placed one knee on either side of my hips, straddling me. Her movements were careful, deliberate, and damn, it was sexy. Even though we were both still fully clothed, I was already itching for more.

"I’m gonna... take it out now," Titania said, her voice barely above a whisper but dripping with sensuality. Her delicate fingers reached for my zipper, pulling it down at an agonizingly slow pace. My throat went dry as I watched her, and I couldn’t help but gulp. Right now, she was the very definition of sexy, and the way she moved only drew me in deeper.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Finally, she freed my cock, and it sprang up, smacking her lightly on the face. Her eyes widened, and a small, surprised gasp escaped her lips.

"W-Wow..." she whispered, staring at it in awe. Her expression was a mix of shock and curiosity, and it made her look even cuter. "I’ve seen it before, but this is the first time I’ve really... looked at it, you know? From this angle, it’s... kind of scary." Her voice softened to a shy murmur as her fingers brushed along its length. "I can’t believe this... thing has already been inside me... both holes..."

Her blush deepened as she admitted that, and I couldn’t help but smirk a little. Well, it wasn’t the first time I’d heard something like that. The prostitutes and experienced women I’d been with before all said the same thing—that it was the biggest cock they’d ever taken.

"Haaaa... ahn, ahn... haaa... I love you... hnnn... I love... you..."

Her breathless moans filled the room, each word dripping with affection and lust. I ran my fingertips over both of her nipples, rubbing them in slow, teasing circles like I was playing an instrument meant only for her. A slick, oozy wetness spread from where we were joined, radiating out with every movement of her hips. Her thrusts grew more frantic, her rhythm rough and desperate. Each time her hips slammed down, it created a loud, wet splatter that echoed around us.

"Aaaaah... aaaaaaah... aaaaaah... haaaaaaaaah...!" she cried out, her body trembling. "It feels so goooood... Even though I said I’d make you feel good, it ended up with me feeling good again... I’m sorry, Leon... I just... I!"

Her voice was shaky, filled with both pleasure and apology.

"Don’t worry about it. Cum," I told her firmly, my voice steady as I met her teary gaze.

Her lips trembled, her eyes glistening as the overwhelming pleasure consumed her. Her face contorted, her body tensing, and then the dam finally broke.

"Hnnnnnghhh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaahnnnnnnnnn!"

Her scream was raw and unrestrained as she came hard. Her back arched like a bow, and for a moment, her eyes rolled back, leaving only the whites visible. Her entire body shook before she collapsed forward, her chest pressing against mine as she gasped for air.

"Haaa... I’m sorry, Leon... for cumming on my own..."

"It’s fine," I reassured her, running a hand gently along her back. "I actually feel really good too."

She let out a soft laugh, her tone playful and teasing. "Fufufu... You’re so smooth with your words. Is it because you’re such a good womanizer, Leon?"

I smirked, leaning my head back lazily. "Well, I can’t deny that."

Her smile widened, lighting up her face with a mix of amusement and lingering lust. She straightened herself up, her hands sliding up my chest for balance as her eyes locked onto mine.

"This time..." she said, "I’m going to make sure you feel good."