The day for Maisa was chanting.

Not because she had expericed something extraordinary or mystical, but because of the mere presce of the person she loved most. A wave of desire wrapped a her, and as they arrived at his university apartmt, Maisa’s heart raced.

She was aware that Julia and the others would not show up to interrupt, as, for now, the location of his new apartmt remained a secret. Only she was aware of its existce and location within the campus.

After savoring wine and exchanging caresses, Maisa, though not drunk, sported fuller lips, tinted with a soft shade of purple from the wine. Her breath carried the aroma of the high-quality wine she had shared with Amon.

As they tered and closed the door, Maisa threw herself onto him, wrapping her arms a his neck, causing their backs to slam against the door.

“Amon~” She murmured his name, infusing her voice with a seductive tone.

Catching sight of Maisa’s inviting lips, Amon couldn’t restrain himself. Holding her tightly, with one hand on her waist and the other caressing her back, he kissed her gtly yet with undiable passion.

Maisa, ssing the intsity of Amon’s desire, returned the kiss fervtly, intertwining her delicate pink tongue with his. The kiss, initially soft, deeped wh Amon spun her a, pressing her against the wall, making her feel every inch of his body against hers.

Amon th shifted his lips from hers, tracing a fiery path across Maisa’s face. He planted a gtle kiss on her chin and th slid down to her ear, teasing her with nips and licks that made her moan.

To Maisa, what she was expericing felt surreal. Amon was being irresistibly seductive, and the ssations he evoked in her were overwhelming. Each touch of his lips and tongue on her ear made her shiver, sding waves of pleasure throughout her body, causing a flutter in her stomach and a mix of excitemt and apprehsion.

However, as apprehsive as she felt, Maisa didn’t want that momt to d. Taking the initiative, she kissed Amon’s chiseled chin, holding his face with both hands and pulling his lips to hers. She bit and tugged on his bottom lip, eliciting a seductive sound, followed by a mischievous laugh.

“How about we check out my new room?” Amon suggested.

“I was starting to think you’d never ask~” Ev with her voice lad with desire, Maisa felt a slight apprehsion. However, her eagerness overpowered her fears, and she looked at Amon determinedly, her face, ears, and neck flushed with red.

Amon th took her hand, leading her towards the bedroom.

The ambiance radiated sophistication, but Maisa barely had a momt to take it in, for Amon resumed their kiss, guiding her to the expansive king-size bed.

As they approached, Maisa almost lost her balance, but Amon promptly caught her.

With skill, he helped her remove her black hoodie, pulling it over her head and revealing a black top that fit her body perfectly.

Amon gave her a smile and leaned in for another kiss.

Determined not to remain a mere spectator, Maisa assisted Amon in shedding his blazer, which soon joined her hoodie on the armchair.

After removing his tie and tossing it onto the armchair, Amon reclaimed the passionate kiss.

While Amon was unbuttoning his shirt, Maisa helped, speeding up the process.

Seeing him shirtless, Maisa was left breathless. It wasn’t the first, nor the second or third time she had se him like this, but in that momt, she felt particularly captivated by his appearance. His broad shoulders and chiseled abs made her swallow hard, as her fingers traced the lines of his muscles.

Every ounce of nervousness, any hesitation, was forgott, giving way only to the intsity of the momt.

She had never expericed such a whirlwind of emotions inside her. It was foreign to her that the human body could produce such intse and igmatic ssations.

“Do you like this?” He asked with a sly smile.

Maisa’s face instantly blushed at such an expression and teasing tone.

Before she could reply, her lips were silced by another kiss.

This kiss had a differt nuance.

Amon was more surrdered, kissing her and gradually descding.

He slid his lips from hers to her ears, eliciting a shiver from her wh he touched a particularly ssitive spot. Gtly, he moved from the earlobe to her neck.

Helping her remove her top, he only interrupted the kiss to slide the garmt over her head. At the same time, he untied the black ribbon in her hair, casting both aside on the armchair.

The sight of Maisa, wearing only a bra and with those hazel-gre eyes that looked ready to overflow and gleamed with a mix of innocce and anticipation, made Amon hesitate for a momt.

Seeing him hesitate, watching the movemt of his throat as he swallowed, Maisa felt an ev more intse attraction to him.

She let herself be wrapped up once more in Amon’s magnetic charm.

Moved by impulse, she rose onto her tiptoes, trying to reach him without the aid of her heels, and placed a gtle kiss on Amon’s Adam’s apple.

“You are breathtaking,” Amon whispered, drawing close to her ear.

Realizing he was about to unclasp her bra, Maisa held her breath, especially after hearing his words.

Wh the bra was undone, she closed her eyes, immediately feeling the warm, firm touch of Amon’s hand covering her right breast.

“Ahhm~~”

A moan escaped her lips as she felt his fingers sliding over her nipple, which promptly responded to the touch. Everything that had happed that day had already left her in a state of arousal, and now, a simple caress from Amon on her breast amplified that ssation ev more.

Faced with the sight of Maisa’s delicate and soft breasts, Amon felt a surge of desire so intse it was visible through his pants.

He leaned down and gtly kissed Maisa’s left breast, sliding his tongue to the pink nipple which became ev firmer under his touch.

“Oh, this… this is wonderful~” Maisa let out restrained moans, guiding Amon’s head, couraging him to continue with his sweet tormt.

Amidst the passion, Amon quickly undressed and, with dexterity, slid off Maisa’s shorts, leaving her only in her purple lingerie. She was so wrapped up in pleasure that she only realized she was just in her underwear wh he began to remove it. With a mix of anticipation and nervousness, she lifted each foot, allowing him to strip her of the last piece of clothing.

The heat and desire were palpable. Maisa was so wrapped up in the momt that she could hardly wait.

“I need you now~” She murmured, her voice lad with seduction.

“I know, and I’ll give you what you want.” Amon said, guiding her to lie down on the bed.

Once reclined, Maisa cast a glance at Amon’s intimacy. Startled, she quickly closed her eyes, as a wave of arousal veloped her. ‘It’s so big… I hope I can…’

She had se it before, but a pang of apprehsion hit her. However, she quickly brushed that feeling aside, wanting to completely unite with him, ev if it might cause some initial discomfort.

Amon positioned himself carefully, aligning with Maisa’s still untouched trance. With a slow and deliberate motion, he began to push forward. Despite the initial resistance, her natural wetness eased his progression.

Maisa let out moans that were a mix of discomfort and pleasure. Wh he paused, she caught her breath, knowing that this was just the beginning.

He was fully connected to her, making her feel as if she was floating betwe dreams and reality. It felt like her ergy was being drained, layer by layer, as he moved gtly at first. But as she adjusted, he increased the intsity. She became more receptive beath him, allowing him to guide her through an escalating journey of pleasure.

Amon’s deep voice echoed in her ears, repeating her name with passion: “Maisa, Maisa…”

The voice resonated in the passion-filled atmosphere, sounding both distant and intimate.

“Ohh, AMONNN, I LOVE YOU… I LOVE YOUUUU~~!”

“I love you too, Maisa.”

The soft murmur carried a kind of irresistible chantmt. Maisa felt compelled to respond, and she did so with ev greater intsity.

….

Slowly, she blinked, awaking. Daylight filled the room. However, her view was obstructed by his broad, exposed chest.

A strong, protective arm wrapped a her waist, keeping her close.

She was wearing a shirt. It wasn’t what she had worn the night before, but a V-neck nightgown. Currtly, the gown’s hem was gathered up to her waist. Her legs were twined a Amon’s thighs, much like a sloth clings to a tree trunk.

Maisa’s face redded at countering such an intimate sce. Quickly, she adjusted her posture, pulling her legs back and straighting the gown’s skirt.

About last night…

She could barely recall how many times Amon had brought her to the pinnacle of pleasure. At the d of it all, she was completely spt. She remembered being carried by him to the bathroom for a bath. After that, her memory failed. Wh did they finish the bath? How did they return to bed?

And wh did he dress her in that shirt? She was tirely in the dark about these details.

“Awake yet?”

The voice sounded above her, clearly contt and lively.

“Yes.” Maisa confirmed. “What time is it?”

” in the morning,” Amon replied, with his deep and seductive voice.

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