Forbidden Warmth

I was unable to turn on the light, so I relied on my memory to navigate the bathroom and plopped down on the toilet. I instantly knew something was amiss.

What… what was this?

I subconsciously twisted my hips, quivering as if I'd been electrocuted. A high-pitched scream threatened to burst out of my throat when a strong, powerful hand from behind me covered my mouth.

"Shh… Mara, it's me…" Victor pressed himself against my back, one hand covering my mouth and the other cupping my soft mound, enveloping me in a hug.

"The power went out while I was showering, so I sat on the toilet waiting for it to come back on, and you just sat on me," Victor leaned close to my ear and whispered like a lover.

I had to say, in the pitch darkness, hearing that familiar voice almost instantly calmed me down when I realized the man behind me wasn't a criminal, but Victor.

Soon, my heart began to race. Our current position resembled the cowgirl position. Especially when Victor noticed my stiff body gradually relaxing, he loosened his hand from covering my mouth and, intentionally or unintentionally, cupped my other bosom, gently kneading it, filling the entire room with a sensual air.

"Mmm..." The pleasure of my bosoms being toyed with made me cry out, and my whole body trembled. "Victor... let me up first..."

I desperately suppressed the burning desire within me, moving cautiously, fearing that a mere slip and the stiff member pressing against my hips would penetrate me.

My legs, unfortunately, were too weak to support me, so I steadied myself by resting my hands on Victor's legs. However, this only lifted my body, and his bulge pressed against my most intimate parts.

Back and forth, not only did I fail to break free from his embrace, but the repeated friction against my sensitive parts made my ache so intense that I could barely sit still.

"Let me lift you up..."

Victor kneaded my chest fiercely a few times, then reached under my knees from behind and lifted me in a straddle. He swayed his hips and took a few steps, rubbing his tip maliciously between my legs.

"Ah!"

As if struck by lightning, I instinctively tried to cover my lower body, but when Victor lifted me, I fell back involuntarily.

I swiftly wrapped my arm around his neck, pushing out my chest. My skin, slick with sweat, heightened every sensation, and the intense tingling nearly overwhelmed me.

"No... Stop it..."

Victor exerted force with his back, ignoring my pleas. His hands lifted my hips, supporting me as I bobbed up and down, caressing my soft curves gently, constantly teasing my desire, as his breathing became increasingly heavy.

After just a few thrusts, I was overcome by the sensation. My wet mound felt like it was flooded, completely softening into a puddle. "Mmm..."

The overwhelming sense of shame completely shattered my rationality. Unconsciously, I grabbed my breast, kneading them vigorously, as I actively spread my legs wider and writhed, chasing that single point of pleasure.

However, the pleasure was fleeting, as Victor suddenly stopped.

"Give it to me... I want it..." Deprived of that last bit of pleasure, I raised my neck and moaned softly. I grabbed his wrist and pushed down hard, sinking my body lower.

"Ahhh..."

At that moment, my eyes rolled back, and I felt my soul ascend to heaven...