The Heart System - Chapter 132
Chapter 132: Chapter 132
She snapped her fingers, and my body unlocked. I surged up, grabbing her hips, lifting her back onto the counter, kissing her lips hard, my cock straining against my shorts, ready to burst. “Fuck,” I groaned, my hands gripping her thighs.
“Good,” she murmured, her hand sliding to my dick, squeezing through the fabric. “Keep this up, Evan. You might be my best subject yet.”
I blinked, and she was gone. I stumbled forward, catching myself on the counter, gasping, my heart pounding. The room was empty, the beer bottle on the counter, still cold. “Fuck,” I muttered. “She’s dangerous.”
“Evan?” Kim’s voice came, sleepy, as she rubbed her eyes, yawning in the doorway, her pajama top barely covering her tits. “Heard you get up. It’s five in the morning, what’s wrong?”
“N-nothing…” I said, my voice shaky, still reeling.
“Oh my god, is that a boner?” she chuckled, eyeing my shorts. “Wet dream?”
“S-something like that,” I muttered.
“Come here,” she said, smirking, stepping closer. “I’ll give you a handjob, then we’ll sleep.”
“Thanks…” I said, following her, my mind still on Dierella, her words, her taste, that fucking power.
Man… this was weird.
I walked to the couch and sat, the leather creaking under me, my body still buzzing from Dierella’s visit. Kim followed, her pajama top barely holding her tits, her short brown hair messy from sleep.
She plopped down beside me, her eyes catching the bulge in my shorts, a smirk spreading across her face. Her hand reached out, fingers brushing my dick through the fabric, sending a jolt through me.
Then I slid my short down, revealing my cock.
“Holy fucking shit,” Kim said, grabbing my cock, her grip firm, her eyes wide. “This… wow. Just what kind of dream did you have, Evan? This is hard as a rock.” My dick was throbbing, leaking precum like crazy, the goddess’s presence still burning in my veins, making me ache with need.
“Oh, I’m gonna cum…” I muttered, barely lasting ten seconds under her touch, the pressure overwhelming.
“What?” Kim asked, stroking me faster, her hand slick with precum. “Now?”
“Oh…” I groaned, and holy fuck, I came hard. The first shot hit the TV inches away, splattering the screen. The second went further, hitting the floor, the third landing on the couch across from us. The rest dripped lazily from my tip, pooling on my shorts, my legs shaking, my body still on fire, horny as fuck despite the release. Dierella’s power was unreal.
“That wasn’t enough,” I breathed, grabbing Kim by the hips, pulling her onto my lap, her thighs straddling me. “Wanna help me more?”
She chuckled, her eyes glinting with mischief. “You’re full of surprises,” she said, sliding off her shorts, tugging her panties aside, revealing her glistening pussy. “Come on, big boy. Fuck me.”
I managed to gather my senses a little and remembered I had five unspent ability points. I dumped two into Pleasure, maxing it out, then two into Libido, maxing that too. The last point went into Strength, feeling the rush of power settle in.
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– CURRENT STATS
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– Strength: 3
– Charm : 12
– Manipulative Charm
⤷ Honeyed Words (⏹⏹☐☐☐)
⤷ Gaslight (⏹☐☐☐☐)
– Emotional Charisma
– Seductive Allure
– Libido : 10
– Pleasure: 10
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The two points in Pleasure hit like a fucking lightning bolt. I slid inside Kim’s pussy, her warmth gripping me tight, and she moaned loud, her arms wrapping around me, hugging me close. “God… it feels different, Evan,” she gasped, her voice shaking, her body trembling against mine.
“I know,” I said, kissing her neck, my lips lingering on her skin, tasting the faint salt of her sweat. “And you fucking love it.”
Fuck. I’d have to reset Pleasure to raise the max level to twenty, but I’d only get half the points back. I needed to grind quests, no question. Had to.
Kim bounced on my dick, her hips rolling, her pussy squeezing me with every move, her moans filling the room. I leaned in, my tongue flicking over her nipple, hard and pink, sucking it gently, then harder. She hugged me tighter, her nails digging into my shoulders, her breaths short. “Fuck, Evan, your tongue… so good,” she panted, her bounces faster, her tits jiggling against my chest.
“You’re so fucking tight, Kim,” I growled, my hands on her hips, guiding her rhythm. “Love how your pussy feels, baby, riding me like this.” My hand slid around, my fingers finding her asshole, teasing the rim, then slipping inside, slow and slick. She moaned louder, her body shuddering, her pussy clenching around my cock.
“Evan, oh god, your fingers…” Kim gasped, her voice raw, her bounces growing frantic, her ass tightening around my finger as I worked it deeper. I was getting close, the heat building, my cock throbbing inside her, the Pleasure stat amplifying every sensation.
Kim’s moans turned to cries, her body shaking, her pussy pulsing as she came, her juices dripping down my cock, her nails clawing my back. “Fuck, Evan, I’m cumming!” she screamed, her hips bucking, her breath ragged.
I grabbed her shoulders, lifting her off me, and stood, my legs steady thanks to that new Strength point. I walked her to the window, the rain still falling lazily outside, neon lights flickering. Kim leaned back while I was still holding her in the air, her hands gripping the windowsill, her legs spread, her pussy glistening. I slid back inside her, thrusting hard, my cock slamming deep, the sound of our bodies meeting loud in the quiet room.
“Fuck, Kim, you’re so goddamn perfect,” I growled, my hands on her hips, pounding into her, the city lights glowing behind her. “Love fucking this pussy.”
“Which one do you prefer?” She quipped. “Mine, Jasmine’s or Tessa’s?”
“Is that a trick question?” I chuckled, then kissed her on the lips.
“God, Evan, fuck me harder,” she moaned, her head tilting back, her tits bouncing with each thrust. “Give it to me, baby, fill me up.”
My climax built, fast and unstoppable, my cock twitching like crazy. I pushed deep, groaning loud, and came hard, my cum flooding her pussy, spurt after spurt, my body shaking. “Fuck, Kim,” I panted, my dick still pulsing.
“Wow,” Kim gasped, her voice breathy, her hands still on the windowsill. “I could feel your cum in me, Evan, you came so fucking hard.” She laughed softly, her body trembling, her pussy still gripping me.
I leaned in, kissing her lips, soft and slow, tasting her, the rain pattering outside. She kissed me back, her arms wrapping around my neck, and we stood there, catching our breath, the city humming beyond the glass.
❤︎❤︎❤︎
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– Evan Marlowe (Lvl 7)
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– Age: 21
– Height: 180 cm
– Weight: 73 kg
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– EXP: [████████▒▒▒▒] 590/777
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Last night… I got hit with a premature ejaculation penalty after fucking Kim. Well—blame Dierella. Her damn presence made my dick so sensitive I couldn’t stop cumming. But whatever, I was fine with it, especially with those free points to spend.
I was munching cereal, scrolling for quests on my phone. Thanks to Kim, we had easy breakfast options for lazy mornings like this.
“Huh. That’s good,” I muttered, spotting a new quest.
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– Quest Available
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– Title: After the Night
– Task: Text Delilah
– Reward: +60 EXP
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– Accept Quest? [Yes] [No]
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I hit accept and exhaled. I was gonna text Delilah anyway, check on her, maybe apologize for yesterday. Fuck, why did I kiss her? What if she told her daughter, Ivy? I’d fucked up big time. Shit.
I grabbed my phone, unlocked it, my finger hovering over Delilah’s name. What the hell do I even say?
‘Hey, Ms. Komb,’ I texted, then waited, my gut twisting.
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Quest Completed
Title: After the Night
Reward: 60 EXP
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Kissing her? Fucking stupid. Jerking off to her panties was bad enough, but I let my instincts take over and kissed her.
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– Evan Marlowe (Lvl 7)
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– Age: 21
– Height: 180 cm
– Weight: 73 kg
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– EXP: [█████████▒▒▒] 650/777
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No reply. Good. She was probably sleeping, busy, or just ignoring me. Julia hadn’t answered my text either. Damn, getting ghosted left and right. Fuck my life.
Kim, done washing dishes, dried her hands on a towel and sat across from me, her short brown hair still messy from sleep.
“So,” she said, eyeing me. “You calm down yet?”
“Hmm?” I mumbled, then caught her meaning. “Oh, yeah. Sorry, I was… stupid horny for some reason.”
She chuckled, her gaze sharpening. “You okay? You’ve been staring at your phone with that face.”
“That face?”
“Yeah, like… waiting?” she asked. “What’s up?”
“I don’t know,” I said, setting the phone down. “Just distracted, I guess.”
“I can tell,” she said, leaning back. “Any reason why?”
“Having no job’s throwing me off,” I lied. “Just sitting around, you know. Need something to keep my mind busy.”
“Yeah…” she said, nodding slowly. “I get that.”
My phone buzzed. I snatched it up—Delilah. Fuck, she replied. My thumb froze over the notification, scared to open it. Was she pissed? Disappointed?
‘Hey.’
Just… hey? At least she answered. What the fuck do I say back? Apologize for kissing her? Beg forgiveness? Honesty, maybe—tell her I’ve wanted her since I first saw her but held back because of Ivy. Nah, no way I could say that.
“Who’s that?” Kim asked, a hint of jealousy in her voice.
“Eh, no one,” I said, shrugging. “Just, you know.”