Stealing Spree
chapter-1302

Arriving at the precipice of falling off the restraint we put on ourselves, the two of us paused once again. However, I let my hand return to Arisa’s navel. Then, I pressed my fingers around it to feel her up, resulting in the girl wincing from the tickling sensation.

In response to that, Arisa huffily glared at me before her hands grabbed me by my collar. A while later, a few buttons on my uniform got undone followed by the girl pulling one part of it to the side, revealing my left shoulder.

It lacked the usual hickey that I carried but that’s not a problem for Arisa. She’s about to leave behind her mark on it, after all.

“Are we quits?” I asked as soon as she finished leaving her kiss mark on it. There’s even a string of her saliva that had yet to be cut which made her expression more erotic than normal.

“No. Your hand is still so naughty. When will you stop tickling me?”

“I’m not tickling you though. I’m massaging it.” I grinned before slipping my hand inside her undershirt to touch her navel directly.

This time, however, I didn’t target her ticklish spots. I simply held onto her smooth skin and let my fingers slide on it. I’m trying to use my amateurish massage skills.

Arisa rolled her eyes at me, naturally unconvinced. But even so, she didn’t stop me from it.

“Yeah, right… By the way, can you leave behind another mark on me? The previous one has already faded.” She then pointed at the lower part of her neck, just above her collar. “Put it here this time, I can’t stand giving those idiots another glimpse of my shoulder just to prove that I’m taken. The sight of it is only for you.”

This girl… She really knows how to make me smile, huh? Or was that her true intention? Possible,

In any case, are they still bugging her? Such persistent bugs. If only she’s going to allow me to remove them…

Let’s see…

“Won’t you be questioned by the others then? Putting it somewhere visible might be bad for you. Why don’t I come out and show them who’s your man?”

“Yeah? And then what? Announce to everyone that you’re mine? Deal!” Arisa cheerfully exclaimed. That’s amazing, to say the least. She instantly arrived at that conclusion from that suggestion.

Anyway, I was the one who started it and the girl just played along.

“Sure. That’s a lot better than my suggestion. When should we do it.”

“You idiot. If you’re going to go public with me then you will have to do so as well with the others. I can’t be the only one.”

“Hmm? Look at you being so considerate. No wonder everyone looks up to you. Even me.”

With another roll of her eyes, Arisa blew air to her nose as she started buttoning back my uniform. “Stop flattering me, cheeky junior. Come and give me that hickey now.”

Perhaps understanding that she’d end up losing if we continued on that, the girl dropped it and went back to her earlier demand. She lifted her head, giving me access to her pristine neck.

“If they still try to hit on you after this, I’ll really show up and put them in their place, alright?” I said before putting my lips on her neck to place my mark on it.

Arisa hummed in agreement as she pushed my head closer. She’s covering her lips because if she didn’t do that, her moan would definitely come out of it.

Once I finished printing another hickey, the girl touched her neck with her fingers while using the small mirror from her foundation kit to check it. Slowly, a jubilant smile flashed across her lips, clearly very excited at the prospect of showing off that hickey.

“Heh. Izumi might nag at me for this… But it’s fine. This is from you anyway…”

“Shouldn’t I have given that while we’re doing it?”

“Yes. But will you? Knowing you, cheeky junior, you’re always being careful when it comes to this thing. If not for me demanding it, you’ll just overthink that this can give me a bad reputation.”

Well, she’s not wrong…

“Alright. You got me there. Now, what are we going to do?”

“Hmm… Let’s talk about that girl who transferred to your class while I feel you up. But first, take it off, Ruki… Yours and mine.”

With another naughty expression, Arisa’s heated gaze drilled into me as she tried to see through beyond what was written on my face. Furthermore, the way she said that was more like a seduction than a command.

With my mind already lingering at the thought of ravaging the girl again, I inadvertently nodded. But before doing what she asked me to, my hand on her navel slid down.

I lifted her skirt from the front and had her hold it up again.

Understanding what I was about to do, Arisa didn’t refuse it, showing me the same pose as earlier.

After admiring that for a few seconds, my hand gradually lowered down and eventually slipped in from above.

The girl’s body seemingly tensed up from feeling my fingers slowly crawl down her smooth skin.

By the time my fingers reached her slit, Arisa used her free hand to grab my shoulder for support as she lifted her hips a bit, giving me full access to her sacred place.

She’s still moist, alright. But only around the entrance. However, when my finger brushed past that sensitive little bean of hers, Arisa instantly trembled, followed by the almost unimaginable leaking of her love juices.

My fingers instantly got drenched. Given how tight she wore her panties, it would only be a matter of seconds before it also get soaked by her.

That’s why I hurriedly whispered to her. “Arisa. Stand up, I’ll take it off.”

While seductively biting her lips, she slid off of my lap and stood in front of me. Arisa bashfully stared at me with her hand still holding her skirt up.

“W-we’re supposed to be doing the Mentor Program but you…” Or so she said. But from how I heard it, it’s the last voice of her reason. I mean, she’s the one who suggested this and I followed her in regard to my desire for her to break out of its cage.

Obviously, that’s not enough to stop us.

I simply answered that with another kiss before slowly bending my back forward to pull her underwear down.

I did it as slowly as possible, resulting in Arisa appearing rather impatient. When I finally asked her to lift her feet so I could take it off completely, Arisa grumpily grabbed ahold of my head before saying, “… It's about to leak out again, idiot. Hurry up!”

Following that, Arisa unwittingly pushed my head in and my lips accurately landed on her sacred place. The drop of her love juice caught in my mouth.

Given this situation, I could only go along with it. I instinctively started moving my lips and tongue, cleaning her up, and enjoying Arisa’s oh-so-sweet and irresistible taste.

Along with her lustful moans, Arisa’s lower body trembled continuously to the point that she almost squeezed my face between her thighs.

Thanks to how she’s holding onto my hair, that allowed us to maintain this pose for a little bit longer. I mean, she was using me to stop herself from falling while her grip prevented me from burying my face completely into her.

When I noticed that she was about to reach her limit, I started using my fingers alongside my lips and tongue, speeding up the build-up of her climax.

“Ruki…! Hnnghh!” At the same time as she called out my name, the girl’s extremely subdued moans broke out of her mouth as she uncontrollably fell down.

Thankfully, there was a chair in front of us, allowing me to place her there while my head followed her along with my whole body.

As my knees landed on the floor, Arisa’s legs crossed to the back of my head as she pushed my head deeper into her crevice. Ignoring the tight squeeze of her tights and only focusing on its heavenly softness, my mouth opened up as I welcomed her release like a thirsty man in a desert.

A moment later, Arisa’s legs gradually loosened up, allowing me to breathe again. Looking up at her expression, Arisa appeared a little spent yet her face was brimming with satisfaction.

When she opened her eyes again, her eyes instantly caught me. Puffing her cheeks adorably, Arisa then declared with the same seductive presence as earlier, “… It’s your turn now. Stand up.”

Yeah… It looks like we won’t be able to talk about other topics until we satisfied each other.

This is fine too. It’s my lovely Arisa. Hana can wait.

Pocketing her underwear that I took off from her first, I then stood up, presenting my bulge right in front of her face.

Arisa didn’t notice that. Her eyes were already focused on her front after all… Without waiting for another second, she reached for my belt and unbuckled it.