Chapter 20: Re: Vacation Trip - Part 12 (R18)

As soon as Jess had closed the door to her room, without even turning the lights on, Jeff let go of all restraint, wrapping his arms around her waist to lock her in an embrace and seal her lips with his in a kiss.He didn’t need to see her clearly. After all, seeing only the silhouette of her alluring, slender figure in the dimly lit room made the situation even more arousing.

Although Jess didn’t resist—in fact, she wrapped her arms around his neck to pull him closer and even opened her lips to guide his tongue with hers—the moment Jeff parted from her lips to savor her slender neck, Jess spoke up to reason with him.

And of course, prioritizing her likes and dislikes, Jeff held back his lustful urge and listened.

"Haven’t you had enough already, Jeff?" Jess said, though her actions betrayed her words as she clung to him.

"It’s not that I can’t have enough—I just wanted more of you, Jess," Jeff replied, then immediately returned to savoring her neck, pulling her even closer and pressing his erect rod to her stomach.

As Jess felt the warmth not only from his body but also from his lips caressing her neck—and from his hard, erect, throbbing rod against her stomach—she once again tried to speak.

"Ahh~..." Yet the pleasure coursing through her entire body made it hard for her to say what she wanted.

"My friends might be coming back soon, Jeff."

"But you were the one who said we should head back to the hotel and continue in your room."

It wasn’t that she wasn’t excited or aroused by their intimacy. The stimulation she felt at that moment was enough for her to surrender completely to him.

But still, she was reluctant to be seen—especially by her friends—getting intimate with Jeff.

"I only said that because you’d probably keep going even if we were still outside, idiot!"

A little surprised by her words, Jeff pulled back and looked at her.

Of course, he would believe anything Jess said. But her actions made him doubt she was telling the whole truth.

Maybe she just doesn’t want to make things easy for me, Jeff thought.

Not that he minded. He had ignored her for the past four years, and he was willing to make amends—and wait—until she completely forgave him.

But still, Jeff couldn’t help but want to tease her.

"Even though you asked me if I wanted more?" he said, softly whispering. So close, their foreheads were touching, and their lips were nearly meeting again.

"I only asked if it was enough for you. I didn’t say you could have more."

"Are you sure you don’t want to keep going?"

"Why would I want to, perv?"

"Do you dislike doing it with me?"

"I only did it because you’re annoying, moron."

"Didn’t it feel good for you?"

"You’re the only one who cum, idiot."

Their conversation trailed from Jeff’s teasing questions to Jess’s evasive, tsundere retorts—until he asked something she couldn’t dodge anymore.

"Don’t you love me, Jess?"

For a moment, Jess was silent. Then, she let go of Jeff, buried her face into his chest, and gave her answer in a muffled voice.

"So what if I love you? I still hate you for ignoring me."

"I’m sorry I was such an idiot back then, Jess."

"Idiot."

Despite her harsh words, Jess raised her head to look up at Jeff. Then, once again, she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him into a kiss.

A simple kiss—but one full of passion.

After letting go of his lips, she said:

"This is the last one for today, okay?"

He hadn’t expected her to agree anymore, but Jeff had realized that being honest with Jess also triggered her pushover personality—at least when it came to him.

Regardless, even if he still wanted to pleasure himself, he had another idea in mind.

"Since you helped me earlier, why don’t I help you this time, Jess?"

"Ehh?"

While Jess was still confused about what he meant, Jeff removed her jacket as well as his own. Then he bride-carried her to the bed.

Jeff gently laid her down, took off all his clothes, and got on top of her.

Since the room was dimly lit, Jess didn’t panic—she couldn’t clearly see that he was naked. But her calmness shattered the moment Jeff started touching her body to help her undress.

"What do you think you’re doing, pervert!" Jess retorted, throwing weak punches, thinking Jeff was planning to do more than just help her relieve herself.

Enduring her assault, Jeff leaned down, trapping Jess under his naked body, and gently whispered in her ear:

"Calm down, Jess. It’ll be just like what we did earlier in the shower."

Remembering what Jeff meant, Jess started to feel more aroused and excited—enjoying the sensation of being pinned on the bed, his muscular body and erect, 9-inch-plus rod pressed against her.

Sensing her calming down, Jeff began. He sat up, help her remove her slip dress, spread her legs, and—

Jess didn’t resist, yet she couldn’t help but shiver, both from excitement and nervousness, as his hands touched her legs until—

"Ahh~!"

Jess moaned in pleasure as Jeff began rubbing his hard, throbbing rod through her already-wet panties, covering her entrance.

Slowly, but with enough pressure to ensure she felt the entirety of his length, Jeff moved his hips—enjoying the sound of her moans as he rubbed from tip to base.

"Did it feel good, Jess?"

"Ahh~!"

Though Jess didn’t answer with words, her moans said enough for Jeff. But he knew he could make her feel even better.

"I’m taking your panties off. Is that alright, Jess?" he asked, whispering in her ear.

Jess didn’t respond immediately, so Jeff assumed she was against it—until she moved her legs together, removing her panties on her own. Then, with a voice as erotic as her moans, she said:

"If you put it in, then I’m really gonna be mad."

"If that’s what you want, Jess."

"Then please make me feel good, Jeff."

This time, Jess spread her legs on her own, and Jeff pinned her down on the bed—his arms wrapping around her not only to embrace but also to support and position himself, so he could rub his erect rod at her wet entrance without accidentally penetrating.

For a while, the dimly lit room was filled with Jess’s moans and Jeff’s heavy breathing. She bit his shoulder and dug her nails into his back from the intense pleasure.

Not long after, her body began to convulse—her bites and nails pressing deeper into him. Meanwhile, Jeff’s rod throbbed harder, and his rubbing became faster, more intense—both of them nearing climax.

Then, it happened.

Jess locked him in a tight embrace, her arms around his body, her legs clinging to his thighs, her teeth biting deeply into his shoulder as if to draw blood—her entire body trembling from an intense orgasm.

Unable to hold back under the pressure of pain and pleasure, Jeff reached his limit, releasing hot, sticky fluid directly onto her body—pressing his throbbing rod as hard as he could against her entrance, as though trying to penetrate.

For a moment, silence fell—only their heavy breathing filled the dim room...

...accompanied by a series of gasps that didn’t come from either of them.

—"Eh?!"—

—"Ah!"—

"Gyah!"

"Gahh!"