Hideki shrugged nonchalantly. “Normally, when I want sex, I call my lover. But he’s been so busy lately that he never has time to see me. Don’t worry. He doesn’t care if I take other lovers, as long as they’re not men. He’s married with two daughters himself.”
Natsumi smiled up at him. “I should have known. You’re too beautiful to restrict yourself to one gender.”
Hideki laughed. “Thank you, but I don’t really think about things like gender when it comes to sex. The only thing that’s important about sex is that it feels good.”
“I think there are more important things than just that,” Natsumi grumbled. “You should care, at least a little bit, about the other person.”
“You think so? I’ve had sex with people I don’t even like, and it still felt good.” Hideki nuzzled against her neck. “You’re very romantic. If that’s what you believe, then you must care about me; even if it’s just a little bit. Eh, Natsumi-chan?”
Natsumi lifted her lips to him, deciding to answer him with a sensual kiss.
Hideki moved the saturated fabric of her thong aside and smeared her wetness over her swollen clit with his index and middle fingers. He massaged it, in gentle circular motions, then slid the same fingers down and pushed them deep inside her. Natsumi moaned at having his touch enter her and thrust down on his hand. Hideki pressed his thumb to her clit, rubbing it while he pumped his two fingers in and out of her. With his free hand, he unfastened her bra and pushed up her camisole. He lowered his head to her breasts, setting his tongue and teeth to work on one erect nipple.
Natsumi writhed under his lust-filled assault, his skill, his confidence, his aggressiveness, making her forget her own inhibitions. She wanted him to make her come. She wanted him to take her, pound into her, leave her weak and shaking.
Hideki felt her muscles beginning to tighten, her thrusts on his soaked fingers becoming more desperate, causing his cock to leak anxious drops inside his pants.
Natsumi snapped her hand down, clenching his biceps with a high, loud cry as she climaxed, the electric pleasure taking control of her, leaving her panting on the bed until the last of it pulsed away.
Hideki hovered his lips over hers, enjoying the moment of her ecstasy, before easing his fingers out and climbing off the bed.
Natsumi opened her eyes, seeing him pushing his black pants down to reveal his cock, long with an elegant curve, its head glistening with eagerness. She scrolled up to his toned abdomen, his lithe body letting her know that he wasn’t one to tire easily.
Hideki paused in tearing open a condom and smirked. “Is it good?”
Natsumi brushed her fingertips up the silken-soft skin of his length. “Perfect.”
“Thanks. I like it a lot, too.” Hideki laughed and set to rolling on the condom. Before he had it on, Natsumi had thrown her camisole over her head and wiggled out of her skirt. He stepped toward her, running his fingers through her hair. “How would you like to start?”
Natsumi met his eyes. “From behind.”
Hideki gave her a wink and a thumbs-up. “Nice choice.”
Natsumi smiled, wondering how anyone could look so sexy and adorable at the same time.
Hideki put his lips to hers and crawled on the bed. Natsumi went down on her back, breaking the kiss to roll onto her stomach. Hideki brushed her hair to the side and grazed his lips across the back of her neck. He drifted his lips lower, kissing her shoulder blades. He moved to the center of her back, sliding his tongue down her spine to her tailbone, kissing over her cheeks and nibbling at the soft skin where her leg met her body. He slipped lower, licking down her right leg and coming back up her left.
Natsumi felt his knee nudging her thighs farther apart and shifted onto her hands and knees. At the feel of his wrapped head pushing against her entrance, she moaned softly. In one firm thrust, he dived inside her, the force of it driving the breath from her.
Hideki clutched her hips. The tight, drenched, heated confines of her seemed intense enough to melt the condom. He pushed deeper, pulling her back by her hips while moving his forward, inching in until he was buried to his base inside her. He moved in short, easy thrusts, stretching and opening her to him.
Natsumi rocked back on her knees, grinding in rhythm with him. Just as she began to get used to the steady motion, his next thrust came harder, his fingers biting into her hips. She grabbed the headboard with both hands and slammed back toward him.
Hideki grinned, yanking her back as he rammed forward. He scratched the short fingernails of one hand down her back, pounding hard and steady, making her groan and gasp with each thrust. He brought his upper body over her and pulled her right hand away from the headboard, moving it down between her legs. He eased his thrusts to rhythmic, deep pumping and placed her hand so she could feel him gliding in and out of her.
He put his lips to her ear, his voice coming soft and throaty. “Feels incredible, doesn’t it?”
The surge of heat from his words and feeling them connected together gave her a dizzying rush so all she could do was choke out a stuttering “Y-yes.”
Hideki brushed his fingers over her clit. Natsumi pressed his hand in place. At her bold demand, Hideki felt the first hint of his burgeoning climax and matched the stroking of his fingers to the thrusting of his hips. He nipped at the back of her neck; a groan that sounded more like a growl rumbled in his throat. He licked down the side of her neck, gave the curve a light bite, and thrust harder. A high, choked gasp came from her, with her muscles clamping around his already sensitive cock.
Natsumi’s head swam with the euphoria of his ardent thrusts, the firm massaging of his fingers on her clit, his groans getting louder with each thrust. Her climax began growing, her body trembling as it started to take control. She cried out, bucking back hard against him as she came. Hideki slammed deep with a yell, his own climax breaking free.
He lingered inside her, taking a moment to catch his breath before slowly easing his length out and climbing off the bed. Natsumi collapsed under the blankets, her arms and legs feeling too weak to hold her. She looked toward the bathroom as Hideki walked out, seeing he had a fresh condom package in his hand and realizing this had just been a precursor.
Hideki slipped under the covers and lay on his back, pulling her close to him with one arm. “Natsumi-chan, would it be okay if I asked a favor of you?”
Natsumi draped her arm across his chest. “Of course.”