Chapter 47: I CAN’T...

I’d fucked Sarah on that same tiny bed, but that night had been a blur of nerves and first-time desperation. I barely remembered what I’d even done. Tonight felt different. Clearer. And because of that, I was more excited about this, paying a woman who clearly didn’t want to be in my apartment, than I’d been with Sarah.

That realization sat uncomfortably in my chest.

"Okay," I muttered under my breath, staring at the makeshift setup on the floor. "Smooth sailing from here... right?"

From behind the bathroom door I could hear the soft sounds of her getting ready.

A few more minutes. Then it would start.

The bathroom door opened.

Star stepped out holding her jacket in one hand. She still had the tight yoga pants on, the cameltoe even more obvious now, and she’d freshened up her makeup just enough to look sharper under the cheap apartment lighting. No bra under the white t-shirt. Her dark nipples were faintly visible through the thin fabric.

She walked toward me without hurry, stopped a few feet away, and put one hand on her hip like she was waiting for something obvious.

"Get naked, dude. I don’t have all night."

I pulled my shirt off, then pushed my sweatpants and boxers down in one motion. My cock sprang free, already hard, twitching in the cool air. A clear bead of precum sat at the tip.

Star watched it with a small, unimpressed smirk as she stripped. The t-shirt came off first, freeing a pair of full, heavy breasts with dark nipples. Then she hooked her thumbs into the yoga pants and peeled them down along with her thong. Her pussy was completely smooth, the lips already a little puffy. Thick thighs, wide hips, a soft stomach, and an ass that looked even better once it was bare.

She was completely naked now. So was I.

"Jeez." She glanced down at my cock again. "Are you that excited?"

I shrugged. "Been a while."

"So you didn’t fuck that guy’s wife like I thought?" She scoffed. "Idiot. Then why the hell did you have me frame him?"

I kept my face neutral. There was no way I was admitting what had happened with Sarah. If word ever got back to Hubert, everything would blow up. For now, silence was safer.

"Doesn’t matter," I said.

"Whatever." She tore open a condom packet with her teeth. "I’ll get it ready. Stay there."

She dropped to her knees in front of me. Her fingers wrapped around my cock, warm and practiced, and she rolled the condom down the shaft. It was clearly too small, the latex stretched tight and stopped short of the base, leaving a ring of skin exposed.

Star noticed at the same time I did.

"Huh. Guess I bought the wrong size." She flicked the empty packet with a finger. "Karim’s my usual. These fit him fine. You’re a bit thicker than him."

I glanced at the discarded wrapper on the floor. Small.

I wasn’t huge, a bit over six inches, but apparently that was enough to outclass her regular client.

Star didn’t waste more time. She turned around, got on all fours on the sheets I’d spread out, and reached back with both hands to spread her asscheeks open. Her pussy was already glistening slightly under the light.

"No anal," she said flatly over her shoulder.

"Wasn’t planning on it."

I moved in behind her, kneeling between her legs. Instead of pushing in right away I dragged the head of my cock up and down her slit, rubbing it slowly against her clit. She was warmer than I expected. I spat into my palm, stroked myself once to spread it, then went back to teasing her entrance.

"What are you doing, dude?" She sounded annoyed. "Just stick it in."

"Don’t want it to hurt. Give it a second."

I... guess she liked that? Because I’d earned favor points from her.

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TARGET DETECTED

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NAME: Latonia Allison

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[ RELATIONSHIP ]

> Partner: [Jamal]

> Loyalty: 74% [Stable]

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[SYSTEM SYNC]

> Favor: 4%

> Threat: None

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> [ ! ] GRIEVANCE LOG

UNKNOWN

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Four percent Favor just from this.

I’d take it.

She was marked as a target, but Sarah was still the only one I actually cared about progressing. Latonia, Star, was just a stepping stone. Or maybe that was a jackass way to look at it. Right now I didn’t care either way.

"Okay, here it goes." I muttered.

"Be quick."

I gripped her hips, pulled back, and thrust into her slowly.

She glanced back at me, expression unreadable, then faced forward again and let out a short groan when I finally started pressing inside.

The condom made everything tighter. I sank in slowly, feeling her stretch around me inch by inch until my hips met her ass. She was hot, slick, and already clenching in small involuntary pulses.

I started moving.

Slow at first, then a little faster. Star stayed quiet underneath me, only the soft sound of skin meeting skin filling the small apartment. From behind she looked good, the curve of her waist dipping into wide hips, her full ass jiggling slightly with every thrust, dark skin shining under the cheap overhead light. I grabbed both cheeks and spread them wider so I could watch myself disappear inside her.

She immediately slapped my hands away.

"Hey. That hurts."

"Sorry, sorry."

I let go and just held her hips instead. The sex felt completely flat. No heat, no real reaction, nothing. Just a quiet woman on her hands and knees taking it like she was waiting for the clock to run out. I’d honestly rather have jerked off. At least then I wouldn’t feel like I was fucking a warm sex toy.

The system apparently disagreed.

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NEW SIDE QUEST

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[!] MISSION:

No Emotion

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> OBJECTIVE:

Remove the condom.

Cum inside her.

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> REWARD:

+800 EXP

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Hell no.

Eight hundred EXP was insane, but there was no world in which I was pulling the condom off and finishing inside a sex worker I barely knew. Disease, pregnancy, whatever else, not worth it. I dismissed the window immediately.

Star glanced back over her shoulder, expression unimpressed.

"Dude. You’re so bad at this."

I blinked. "What?"

"Is this your first time?" she asked flatly.

"No."

"You’re not hitting anything. It feels like I stuck a dildo to the wall and I’m just rocking on it." She shifted her knees a little. "Use your voice. Actually fuck me instead of just... moving."

"You’re the one who hasn’t made a single sound."

"Then make me." She shot me a look. "You cannot be this bad. Even Karim fucks me better with his little dick."

She wasn’t completely wrong. This was only my second time, and the first had been a nervous blur with Sarah. My IBE was still low. I was starting to regret not dumping every free point into it.

Star clicked her tongue and pulled forward, letting me slip out of her. "Alright. Move. Lie on your back."

I did as she said. The sheets were thin against the floor. Star swung a leg over me, reached down to line my cock up, and sank down in one smooth motion. The angle was completely different, tighter, deeper. A low breath left her when she bottomed out.

"See? Already better," she muttered. "Now grab my hips. Not soft. Actually hold them."

I did. Her skin was warm under my palms.

She started moving, rolling her hips in a steady rhythm rather than just bouncing. Every time she dropped down I felt her walls squeeze. Her heavy tits swayed with the motion, dark nipples stiff.

"Don’t just lie there," she said, still riding. "Thrust up when I come down. Match me. And stop looking so damn serious. You’re allowed to breathe."

I followed her instructions. The next few minutes actually started feeling like something. She guided my hands higher, showing me how to grip her waist so I could pull her down harder. When I finally thrust up to meet her, a short, real sound left her throat.

"There. Like that." She kept the pace. "Again."

I did. The wet sound of her taking me over and over filled the room. Her expression had loosened a little, not pleasure exactly, but at least she wasn’t completely checked out anymore. My cock throbbed hard inside the tight condom. The new angle, the way she clenched every time she sank down, the sight of her tits moving above me...

I was getting close way too fast.

My grip on her hips tightened.

"Fuck—"

Star noticed immediately. She didn’t slow down.

"Already?" she asked, almost amused. "Hold it. I’m not done showing you yet."

I clenched my jaw and tried to last, staring up at her as she kept riding me with deliberate, controlled movements.

Star kept giving small corrections, angle, pace, how hard to grip her, but I was already past the point of learning. The tight heat of her, the way her tits moved every time she dropped down, the wet sound of her taking me... it stacked too fast.

"I can’t..."