The World Is Mine For The Taking-Chapter 1147 - 174 - Back To Normalcy (6)

"Haauuuuu...~ Urrkkk, nnghhhhh, nnnn...~!"

Her voice cracked and trembled, the sound torn straight from her chest as she grit her teeth. Her eyes flew open, wide and glassy, the sheer depth overwhelming her senses all at once. Whatever thoughts she had left vanished completely. Words failed her. Her mind went blank, short-circuited by the sensation as my hips kept moving—sloppy, relentless, unyielding—driving my cock deeper and deeper into her pussy with every thrust.

It wasn’t just the motion. It was the rhythm. The way it refused to slow down, refused to give her even a second to breathe.

"Nnnnhaaa... hyaaaa!!! Ahghhh?! Waiittt...~ Aahhh, don’t...~ Aaahh?! Leonnnnn!!! Ahhh, hnnnnnnghhhh~~!!!" 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Her voice pitched higher, breaking apart into fragments as her body reacted faster than her thoughts could catch up. I leaned down without hesitation and kissed her, cutting her cries off mid-sound as my lips pressed firmly against hers. Even then, I didn’t stop. Not for a second. My hips continued to move, fucking her steadily, relentlessly, as if stopping wasn’t even a possibility anymore.

"Mmnnnn~ Mmmbbhhh, mmmmnnnn...~!!! Mmmmbbb, uhhhwww...~"

Her muffled sounds pressed into my mouth, vibrating against my lips as her body responded instinctively. Eventually, I pulled my cock out of her, the sudden emptiness making her entire body shudder like she’d been exposed to cold air. She gasped sharply, her muscles tightening as if trying to pull me back in on reflex.

I paused—not long, just long enough to really look at her.

Her hair was a mess, strands clinging to her skin. Her expression was dazed, unfocused, like she hadn’t fully caught up with what had just happened. Her chest rose and fell unevenly, breath shaky and shallow. The sight alone was enough to make my chest tighten.

Then I turned her around, repositioning her, guiding her down and propping her ass up, giving myself a better angle, better access.

I lined my cock up with her again and slammed it inside her in one clean, powerful motion.

"Ohhh...!"

The sound tore out of her immediately, raw and unfiltered. Using my hands, I pulled her back toward me while pushing her forward onto my cock, guiding her movements as my hips met them. The rhythm that followed was rough, demanding, leaving no space for hesitation or thought.

Honestly... how could she be this sexy?

She always had been. That was never in question. But this—this was something else. Something deeper. Something that felt like it had crossed a line into territory that couldn’t be undone. It wasn’t just physical anymore. It felt heavier than that, more intense in a way that sat in my chest instead of just my body.

I held her hips firmly and kept slapping my own hips against her. Every time they met her ass, the way her flesh rippled was almost hypnotizing. It pulled my focus entirely, like my brain had locked onto that single image and refused to let go.

I couldn’t restrain myself anymore. I grabbed her arms, pulling her in toward me while slamming my hips forward at the same time.

"Nghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~~~!!! Aaaaahhhngnhhhh...!"

Her body reacted instantly. She clamped down hard around me as she orgasmed from that thrust alone, the sensation sharp and overwhelming.

The orgasm hit her so hard her knees gave out completely. The arch I had forced into her disappeared as her strength failed, and she ended up lying flat on her stomach on the bed. Even then, I didn’t stop. My hips kept moving, continuous and relentless, my crotch slamming into her ass over and over.

"Hnghhhh, aaaaaaaahhhh, aaah, aah, aaaahnnnn, aaahhnnghhh, ah, ah, ahhh, ah, ah, ahhhhnnnn...!"

My cock drove straight in, the pressure intense enough to leave her trembling. Her body reacted on its own, adjusting, yielding. I was barely thinking anymore, using her ass almost mechanically, like it was the only thing grounding me.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaahnggghhh, aaah, s-so deepppp...~ Nnghhh, nnnnn...! Ahh, no, noooo... aaahnnn... I’m cumming, I’m cumminggg, I’m cummingggggggggggg...~!!!"

I grabbed both of her hands and pinned her down completely. She couldn’t move, couldn’t do anything as my penis continued to ravish her hole, the motion refusing to slow.

The pressure built fast—too fast. The pleasure surged up hard, unstoppable now. Holding it back would’ve been pointless. Cumming was the finish line, and I had already crossed the point of no return.

There was no reason to stop.

I came inside her, filling her up completely.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~~!! NHHHHHHHHAAAA~~~~~~~~~!!!"

Her back arched sharply, knees bending, toes curling in ways that looked almost painful, her body reacting violently as I kept pumping my semen inside her. My mind went blank as the sensation shot up my spine, leaving my legs weak, barely holding me up.

"Aaaahh, aaaah...~"

When it was finally over, she looked like she’d been completely wrecked—her face still caught in the aftershocks of an intense orgasm, her eyes dazed and unfocused, almost dreamy.

I pulled my cock out of her pussy and watched as the semen I’d shot inside her leaked back out naturally. I took a deep breath, steadying myself, before taking a picture of the sight with my phone.

***

"I know I’ve said this before, but please don’t keep ignoring me," she said quietly. "I really hate it when you don’t respond to my messages or calls. It makes me feel like you’re going to abandon me."

She was already putting her clothes back on. The way she pulled her panties up while my semen was still dripping from her pussy was undeniably hot, but the weight of her words sat heavier than the visual.

"You don’t have to worry," I replied. "I won’t abandon you. Winter break was just... bad. I barely had time to function, let alone talk properly. And honestly, this doesn’t even compare to when I disappeared for months after getting stuck in another world."

"Well... okay," she said after a moment. "Just... keep your promise."

As she headed for the door, I noticed something off.

"Wait," I said. "Why are you taking my underwear?"

She’d stuffed it into her pocket—used, unwashed, the one I’d just been wearing.

"Your payment," she replied casually. "A souvenir. You didn’t give me one, right? I’ll use it when you don’t have time for me. Girl stuff. You don’t need to know."

"...Oh. Okay then."

I didn’t say it out loud, but I knew exactly what she meant.

She was probably going to use it as a masturbating tool—most likely smelling it while she masturbated.

"Goodbye," she said softly.

And then she left my room.