The Heart System - Chapter 136

Chapter 136: Chapter 136
I lay back on the bed, the mattress creaking under me, my cock still hard, throbbing. The rain pattered against the window, the neon lights outside smearing colors across the room, painting her curves in hues of pink and blue.

I looked up at her, my heart pounding, my body buzzing with need. “Delilah,” I said, my voice low, a hungry edge to it, “I want to see you bouncing on my cock. I want to watch you ride me, every fucking inch of you moving for me.”

She gulped, her eyes widening, her cheeks flushing deeper as she bit her lip, her shyness creeping back. Her hands fidgeted, one still sticky with my cum, the other clutching the edge of her discarded nightgown. Slowly, she shifted, straddling me, her thick thighs framing my hips, her pussy hovering just above my cock, wet and glistening, her folds pink and swollen from our earlier fucking. She hesitated, her breath hitching, her eyes flicking to mine, nervous but wanting.

“Fuck, Delilah,” I groaned, my hands resting on her hips, feeling the softness of her skin, the curve of her body. “Look at you. You’re a fucking goddess. Your pussy’s so wet, dripping for me, your tits glowing in this light. I could stare at you forever.”

Her body was a fucking beautiful sight—her full breasts, streaked with my cum, bounced slightly as she moved, her dark hair falling in messy waves over her shoulders, her thick thighs trembling with anticipation. The neon glow made her skin shimmer, her pussy so close to my cock I could feel its heat, her wetness brushing my tip, teasing me.

She grabbed my cock, her fingers trembling but firm, guiding it to her entrance, her breath shaky as she aligned me with her slick folds. “Evan…” she whispered, her voice barely audible, her eyes locked on mine for a moment before dropping, her shyness overwhelming her again.

“Goddamn, Delilah,” I said, my voice rough, my hands tightening on her hips. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I want to feel that tight pussy slide down my cock, take every inch of me. You’re gonna look so fucking perfect riding me.” My words made her blush harder, her lips parting, but she didn’t speak, just nodded slightly, her breath quickening.

She lowered herself, my cock sliding into her wet heat, her pussy stretching around me, gripping me tight as she sank down fully. She moaned, loud and raw, her head tilting back, her mouth open, her eyes fluttering shut.

“Fuck, yes,” I groaned, my hands guiding her hips, feeling her warmth envelop me completely. “That’s it, Delilah. Your pussy feels so fucking good, so tight, so wet. Look at you, taking me like you were made for this.”

Her thighs trembled as she started to move, slow at first, her hips rocking, her pussy sliding up and down my cock, her juices coating me, dripping down my shaft. Her tits bounced with each movement, the cum on her skin catching the neon light, making her glow like a fucking dream.

“Fuck, Delilah,” I said, my voice thick with lust, my eyes locked on her. “You’re so good. Your tits bouncing, your pussy gripping me so hard—I’ve never seen anything hotter. Ride me, show me how much you want this.”

She moaned softly, her hands pressing against my chest for balance, her nails digging into my skin as she picked up her pace, her hips rolling faster, her pussy clenching tighter. The bed creaked beneath us, the rain outside a steady rhythm matching her movements. Her face was flushed, her lips parted, her breath coming in short gasps, her shyness melting under the pleasure.

“Evan…” she whimpered, her voice shaky, barely audible, her eyes flicking to mine, then away, her cheeks burning.

“Fuck, you’re killing me,” I growled, my hands sliding up to her tits, squeezing them, my thumbs teasing her hard nipples, making her gasp. “Your body’s so fucking perfect, Delilah. Your pussy’s so wet, so tight, it’s driving me crazy. I’ve wanted this for so long, to see you like this, riding my cock, moaning for me.” My Pleasure stat made every sensation electric, her pussy squeezing me in ways that sent sparks through my body, her moans fueling my hunger.

Her movements grew desperate, her hips grinding harder, her pussy pulsing around me, her breaths turning to cries. I could feel her getting close, her pussy tightening, her moans louder, more urgent.

“Come on, Delilah,” I said, my voice rough, my hands gripping her hips, helping her move, thrusting up to meet her. “Cum for me. Let me see that beautiful face when you lose it. I want to feel your pussy cum all over my cock.”

My words pushed her over the edge, and she cried out, her body convulsing, her pussy clenching so hard it nearly sent me over too. Her juices flooded me, dripping down my cock, her moans echoing in the room as she came, her head thrown back, her body shaking, her nails clawing my chest.

“Fuck, yes, Delilah,” I groaned, my hands squeezing her hips, my cock throbbing inside her as she rode out her orgasm, her pussy pulsing, her body glowing in the neon light. “You’re so fucking gorgeous when you cum. Your face, your tits, your pussy squeezing me—you’re perfect.”

She panted, her chest heaving, her eyes half-lidded as she slowed, her body trembling, her pussy still twitching around me.

“Don’t stop,” I said, my voice low, hungry, my hands guiding her hips to keep moving. “Your pussy’s still so wet, still so tight. Keep riding me, Delilah. I want to see you cum again, want to feel you lose it all over my cock.”

My words made her blush harder, her lips parting, but she obeyed, her hips starting to rock again, slower at first, then faster, her pussy sliding up and down my cock, her juices making every thrust slick and perfect.

Her tits bounced again, the cum on her skin glistening, her thick thighs trembling as she rode me, her moans softer now but growing louder.

“You look like a fucking dream,” I said, my hands sliding to her ass, squeezing her soft curves, helping her move. “Your body’s made for this, Delilah. Your pussy’s gripping me so hard, your tits bouncing like that—I could watch you ride me forever. You feel so fucking good.” My Pleasure stat amplified every sensation, her warmth and wetness driving me wild, my cock throbbing inside her.

She moaned, her hands pressing harder against my chest, her hips grinding faster, her pussy clenching tighter as she chased another climax.

“Fuck, Delilah,” I growled, my voice rough, my hands squeezing her ass, my hips thrusting up to meet her. “You’re so fucking perfect. Your pussy’s so tight, so wet, it’s driving me insane. Cum for me again, let me feel you.”

Her breaths turned to cries, her body trembling, her pussy pulsing as she rode me harder, her eyes squeezing shut, her lips parting in a silent scream.

“Evan… oh… I’m… I’m gonna…” she gasped, her voice barely audible, her body shaking as she came again, her pussy clenching so tight it nearly pushed me over the edge, her juices soaking me, dripping down my balls. Her body convulsed, her tits bouncing, her moans filling the room, raw and desperate. “Oh god… Evan…”

“Yes, Delilah,” I groaned, my hands gripping her hips, my cock throbbing inside her as she rode out her second orgasm, her body glowing, her face flushed and beautiful. “You’re so fucking hot when you cum. Your pussy’s squeezing me so tight, your body shaking like that—I’m fucking obsessed with you.”

She panted, her body slowing, her chest heaving, her eyes opening to meet mine, shy but glowing with pleasure. I could feel my climax building, my cock throbbing harder. “Fuck, Delilah,” I said, my voice rough, my hands tightening on her hips. “You’re too much. Your pussy’s gonna make me cum.”

I slipped out of her, her pussy clinging to me as I left her warmth, and I got up off the bed, my cock slick and throbbing. Delilah slid off the bed as well, dropping to her knees in front of me, her eyes wide, her cheeks flushed, her hair messy and glowing in the neon light. “Suck it,” I said, my voice low, my hand stroking my cock, still wet from her pussy.

She hesitated, then leaned in, her lips wrapping around my cock, her tongue swirling over the tip, tasting her own juices mixed with my precum. Her hands rested on my thighs, her touch shy but eager, her mouth warm and wet as she sucked, her eyes flicking up to mine, nervous but wanting.

“Fuck, Delilah,” I groaned, my hand in her hair, guiding her gently. “Your mouth feels so fucking good. Suck me, take it all.”

She moaned softly, her lips sliding further down my cock, her tongue working me, her warmth driving me wild. My Pleasure stat made every sensation intense, her mouth pushing me closer to the edge.

“Goddamn, you’re perfect,” I growled, my hips moving slightly, my cock throbbing in her mouth. “Your lips, your tongue—I’m gonna cum, Delilah.”

My climax hit, and I groaned loud, my cock pulsing as I came hard, spilling into her mouth, spurt after spurt. She swallowed, her throat working, her eyes squeezing shut as she took it all, her hands gripping my thighs. My body trembled, the pleasure overwhelming, my cock twitching as the last of my cum filled her mouth.

I panted, my legs shaky, my hand still in her hair as she pulled back, her lips glistening, her cheeks flushed. She looked up at me, her eyes soft, shy, but glowing with something new—confidence, maybe, or trust.

The rain pattered outside, the neon lights casting a soft glow over her, her skin shimmering, her hair falling in waves around her face. I knelt in front of her, cupping her cheek, my thumb brushing her lips. “You’re fucking incredible, Delilah,” I said, my voice soft, my heart still racing. “Absolutely perfect.”

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– Sexual Activity Completed

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Partner: Delilah

EXP Gained: +97

Star Rating: 4.3 ★★★★

Reason: –

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She smiled, small and shy, her eyes meeting mine, the room quiet except for the rain and our breathing, the neon glow wrapping us in a warm, intimate haze. The air felt heavy with what we’d just shared, her skin still shimmering with the afterglow, her hair a messy cascade around her face. I sat on the edge of Ivy’s bed, the mattress creaking, then lay back, patting the space beside me.

“Come here, Delilah,” I said, my voice soft, a gentle pull in my tone.

She hesitated, her cheeks flushing again, her fingers fidgeting with the edge of the sheet. “Wait a minute,” she mumbled, her voice barely above a whisper, and hurried off, her bare feet padding quickly across the floor. I smiled, leaning back on my elbows, waiting, the rain’s steady rhythm filling the silence.

A few minutes later, she returned, her face redder, her eyes avoiding mine as she stood in the doorway. “I… had to brush my teeth,” she said, her voice embarrassed, almost apologetic. “Didn’t want to… bother you.”

I chuckled, my chest warm at her nervousness. “This side of you is just so cute, Delilah,” I said, grinning, my eyes tracing her silhouette in the neon light, her curves soft and inviting in the dim room.