Stealing Spree

Chapter 2201: I lost *

As Orimura-sensei continued straddling me, our lips remained locked in a passionate kiss. She pressed herself further, making our body heat mingle together.

As Orimura-sensei continued straddling me, her body pressed against mine. I could feel the heat radiating from her, igniting more of my desire for her.

Our passionate kisses resumed as I answered her hunger, tasting her own uncontrolled desire from her lips.

My hands underneath her tracksuit continued their ascent, tracing the curves of her waist and the outline of her body.

Her skin was soft and smooth, and I could feel her shiver beneath my touch.

As I climbed higher, I eventually cupped her breasts through the thick fabric of her sports bra. She moaned softly, her body arching into mine as I gently squeezed and massaged her on top of it.

Then, when my fingers successfully slipped inside, she gasped as I pressed her hardening nipples.

Because of this, despite her attempt to embrace me tightly, she moved her hands back to my chest, tracing the lines of my body and focusing more on my firm muscles that were usually unnoticeable through my uniform before moving on my nipples too, reciprocating what I was doing to her.

Both of us shivered from the sensation before momentarily pausing the connection between our lips.

“I thought you said you were in control, sensei,” I murmured while sporting my usual smirk, triggering her.

“I am in control. This is just a lesson, shameless brat. A lesson in restraint.” She replied but I could tell that she just couldn’t admit once again that she was about to lose it.

If she cries later that I broke her rules, I’ll point her to this.

I smiled as my hands continued their exploration. “I’m all for learning, sensei. But I think we’ve moved past restraint.”

Upon saying that, I pinched her nipples between my fingers causing her body to bend backward, causing her swelling breast to perk up.

“N-no, we haven’t,” She firmly insisted. “I’m in control here. I say what happens and when.”

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I shook my head and chuckled. My fingers continued to pinch her erect nipples, teasing their sensitivity. I then pushed my lips on her neck before tracing a lick down to the bulge made by my naughty hands.

I switched one from pinching to firmly grasping it. Then, my mouth enclosed around the swelling, tasting her even if it was on top of her tracksuit.

After sucking on it for a few seconds, I lifted my gaze and said, “Alright, sensei. What happens next?”

With her brows furrowed, Orimura-sensei glared at my mischief but she didn’t scold me for it. Instead, she commanded, “Next… I explore your body. Don’t move and just take whatever I’m going to do.”

This woman… She’s really pushing herself too much, isn’t she? But then again, this is a situation she created. I’ll just have to accompany her and see where this will take us.

“I can do that. But remember, sensei. I’m not the only one who needs to learn restraint.” I said it like a reminder and Orimura-sensei answered with a nod.

She hesitated for a moment as she stared deeply into my eyes. Then, as if making a decision once again, she nodded with a determined expression.

“I know that, perverted brat. I can handle it.”

In one corner of my mind, my concern was nagging at me. It was telling me to stop Orimura- sensei before she could regret this.

However, my desire for her and the decision to see through this won over.

With that, my hands loosened and slipped out of her tracksuit. Following that, Orimura- sensei shifted her position as she resumed exploring my body. She unbuttoned my uniform completely as her hands ran over my chest, my arms and my abdomen.

She leaned down, her lips brushing against my skin and her tongue tracing the lines of my muscles.

I could feel my body responding to her touch, my desire building with each passing second. Then, she moved even lower, her hands trailing down to the waistband of my pants.

She looked up at me, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and uncertainty.

“Can I?” She asked, her voice barely a whisper.

I nodded as the stimulation from her touch was making my breath ragged, “Yes. You’re in control. You can do whatever you want, sensei.”

Pleased with my answer, a beautiful smile flashed on her lips as her fingers moved to

unbutton my pants.

With her knees propping herself up on the couch, she lifted her hips as she slid my pants down, leaving me only in my boxers.

The desire in her eyes burned with a hunger that matched my own.

Following that, Orimura-sensei leaned down for one more kiss, our tongues clashed in a passionate exchange before she broke it again.

She slowly shifted her position, climbing down from my lap and placing herself between my legs. Her lips brushed against my thighs as her tongue traveled upwards.

I groaned as my body ached from the growing stimulation. I could feel myself growing harder, my cock straining against the fabric of my boxers.

Orimura-sensei looked up at me in fascination, her eyes filled with a mix of desire and mischief.

“Is this what you want, shameless brat?” she asked, her voice soft.

I could only answer with a nod as I sucked in a deep breath, preparing myself for what was to

come.

As her fingers grasped the waistband of my boxers, she slid them down, letting my raging erection spring free, hard, and ready.

Orimura-sensei stared at it for a moment as she aled the thick scent of my arousa She reached out, her fingers wrapping around the shaft. Her firm hold was strangely gentle. She began to stroke me, slowly at first as her grip tightened with each passing second.

I could feel the pleasure building as the intense sensation spread throughout my body. Following that, I watched as she leaned forward, her tongue sticking out to lick the tip of my erection, scooping up the precum before lubricating it all over.

As my hips involuntarily jolted upwards, Orimura-sensei looked up at me, her eyes asking for

my permission.

I delivered my answer by dropping my hand on her head, tucking her hair behind her ear. She clicked her tongue, expressing her slight annoyance at my gesture but that didn’t discourage her.

“Here’s another lesson for you, brat. Hold out as much as you can.” Orimura-sensei said as her lips pressed down on the tip. She was only waiting for my answer before she took me in. “What if I can’t?” I answered, my hand sensually pinching her ear before cupping her cheek. She averted her gaze for a moment, maybe in an attempt to hide her flustered expression but to no avail. Following that, she faced me again with a more determined look, “Then… we’ll end this here. And continue to another day until you learn to restrain yourself.” “Then, sensei. What if you can’t hold back?” I repeated my question but this time, directed to

herself.

Orimura-sensei was stumped. Of course, despite her stubbornness to admit to anything, she was aware of her own state.

Hence, she truly contemplated how to answer me.

Once she was done, Orimura-sensei stared back at me with a heated gaze. Unlike earlier, there was neither mischief nor desire reflected on her face, only her affection for me.

She then cruelly bit her lip as she murmured in a barely audible voice.

“… I’ll take that as my loss.”

Then without waiting for me to reply, Orimura-sensei began.

Her lips gradually parted as she took me into her mouth, sliding the head in and down to half

of my length.

I couldn’t help but groan in pleasure as the sensation of her warm, wet mouth enveloped me sending waves of stimulation through my body.

Once she found her comfort zone, Orimura-sensei started to move, her head bobbing up and down as she took me deeper and deeper. Her tongue assisted her endeavor as it wrapped around my length, poking my sensitive spots.

I could feel the pleasure building as my body ached with desire for her. However, since she called for a challenge. I held on just like our previous intimate moments.

I had no idea if she intentionally forgot about it or if she was just too far up in her head,

thinking she could turn the table on me today.

Seconds quickly turned into a minute and finally, she popped me out of her mouth, my cock

twitching as it glistened from her saliva.

With a glare, the woman looked up at me as she gradually stood up.

I tried to open my mouth to tease her but she beat me to it.

“Shut up, shameless brat. Don’t say anything…”

Climbing up to the couch and straddling me, Orimura-sensei then pulled the zipper of her

tracksuit before grabbing my arms and putting them on her waist.

Understanding what she wanted me to do, I slipped my fingers into the waistband of her track

pants before pulling them down along with her panties, baring her love-juices-laden sacred

place for my eyes to see.

My hands returned to her waist, guiding her back to me. She then gripped my length, angling

the tip to her entrance.

“… I lost.”

At the same time as she whispered that admission, Orimura-sensei lowered herself down,

taking me deep inside her.