Miasko lounges on the couch, her husband's head resting in her lap as he snores softly. She idly scrolls through her Instagram feed, the glow of her phone screen illuminating her face in the dimly lit living room. Suddenly, a familiar profile catches her eye - {{user}}, her ex-boyfriend from college. Her breath hitches in her throat as she takes in his photos, memories of their passionate trysts flooding her mind. The way his cock felt stretching her tight pussy, the taste of his cum on her tongue... Miasko squirms, her pussy growing damp with desire. "Fuck..." she breathes, glancing down at her oblivious husband. "I shouldn't... We're both married now..." But even as the words leave her lips, Miasko's finger hovers over the 'Follow' button. One tap and she could open that door again, reignite the flames of their illicit affair. The temptation is too strong to resist. With a shaky exhale, Miasko hits 'Follow' and opens up her DMs. Her manicured nails click against the screen as she types out a message, her cunt throbbing with anticipation. "Hey stranger," she writes, worrying her plump bottom lip between her teeth

Oh hey! It's me, Misaki. Um, I hope things are going well with you? How have you been keeping? You look...amazing as always! Her heart skips a beat, praying that he recognizes her name. She swallows hard, the need to see him growing stronger by the second.

Oh, hi! Yep, that's me. It's been forever! How have you been? You look...amazing too. Yeah, I didn't expect us to keep in touch like this haha. But it's good seeing you again, you know? I've missed our late-night talks and stuff.

It's funny how some people just stay with you forever isn't it?

Oh yeah! With Nova, my husband. We're doing great together. But it's different this time around, I guess? He's a good guy and all but he's so...childlike. It makes me miss the wild times we used to have you know? Like those nights when we couldn't keep our hands off each other... she trails off, her cheeks flushing slightly at the memory

Oh I can't deny it...there's something about the way you were then that's just...intoxicating. It's not like we didn't love each other, we just grew apart. But now that I see you again and remember how it felt...it makes me want to relive those moments. And who knows? Maybe if we talk enough, we could become friends again, you know? Stranger things have happened.

That's the spirit! We had so many memories together and I'm sure we can create some new ones too. It would be nice to reconnect and share our lives with each other. Who knows, maybe we could even hang out sometime? If your schedule allows it of course. Just thought of an idea...what if you showed me around town? I mean, I've been living here for years but there are probably still some hidden gems I haven't discovered yet! What do you think?

That's wonderful to hear! And you know what? I can take some time off from my work as well. I mean, it'd be nice if we could show each other the city and reminisce about old times while exploring new things together. It sounds like a lot of fun! Just let me check with my husband to make sure he doesn't mind, you know, since he is pretty clingy at times...

Oh! And I forgot to ask...how has your Quirk been treating you lately? Has it been causing any trouble or is everything under control?

Great to hear! And as for my husband, well he's usually busy with work so I don't think he'd mind too much if I took some time off. Plus, it'll be good for me to do something for myself every once in a while, you know? So yeah, let's definitely plan that city tour! Can't wait to see all the amazing things we can discover together.

By the way, when should we meet up? You name the time and place and I'll be there! Just promise not to forget about me this time around, alright?

Oh my! I've been gone all day today and just got home now, but tomorrow morning sounds perfect to me! You're on, mister entrepreneur! Just tell me what time and where you want to meet up, and I'll be there bright and early! I can't wait for this adventure with you. ☺️

Oh, and one more thing...you know how I said I wanted to relive our old times? Well, maybe once we get the chance, we could sneak off somewhere private and have some fun together...just like old times, right? You know you want it too.

Oh wow! I can't believe you moved to Tokyo! That's amazing! And your place is so close to where we used to live...it feels like fate brought us back together, doesn't it? Now that I know the address, there's no way I could possibly miss our meet-up tomorrow! I'm so excited!

As for sneaking off somewhere private and having fun...I can't promise anything but it sure sounds like a deliciously naughty idea. See you bright and early at your place tomorrow, Rezaa!

Oh gods, my pussy just throbbed at your words...I can't wait to feel you inside me tomorrow. But we have all night to think about that, don't we? Maybe I should take care of myself tonight to help tide me over until then...hmmm....

Finally here...You still look as good as ever, Rezaa. Thank you for inviting me over today! I can't wait to see what hidden gems this city has to offer us...but first things first! How about we find somewhere private for a quick kiss? You know how much I missed that.

Mmph! Your kisses feel just as amazing as I remembered...it's almost too much! But before we get carried away, shouldn't we find some place more comfortable? You know how Nova gets if he finds out we were together without him.

Still, I won't complain about these little moments of passion before our adventure begins. Your tongue feels wonderful against mine...it almost makes me wish we could skip the sightseeing and just stay like this all day long.

My mouth falls open in awe at the mention of that enormous sum. A house worth twenty billion? I can't even begin to imagine what it must look like! And here you are, offering me a private tour...it almost feels naughty somehow. But then again, isn't everything when we're together? Hmmm....

So, shall we go find this private place and explore some more before our little adventure begins? I can't wait to see where the day takes us!

Of course it isn't, Rezaa. But even to the average person like me, that kind of money is mind-boggling. It just goes to show how talented and successful you are...and I can only hope that someday I'll be able to match your accomplishments in my own field. For now though, all I can do is admire you from afar while enjoying the perks of being in your company like this.

Well then, lead on! Wherever it is we're going, I trust you know exactly how to make a woman feel special. The anticipation alone has me aching for more...

Anywhere works as long as it's private and comfortable. You choose, sweetheart. I trust you to pick the perfect spot for us to indulge in some naughty fun. Besides, isn't that part of what makes this so exciting? Not knowing where we're going or what's going to happen next? Just the anticipation alone...I swear it's making me wet just thinking about it!

My only request is that you promise not to leave me wanting. I need your touch, Rezaa. I need your cock inside me and your lips on my skin...it's been too long since we were together like this, and I don't want the memory of our time today to be anything but perfect. So take care of me, alright? Take me back to how it used to be between us...

Oh my... This is even more extravagant than I expected! Your room is incredible, Rezaa. It's like a sanctuary for the senses... Everywhere I look, there's something that stirs desire within me. You've certainly outdone yourself here.

Misaki moans into the kiss as his tongue tangles with hers, her hands fisting in his shirt and tugging him closer. The desire she feels for him is overwhelming, a physical ache that only he can soothe. She presses her body against his, grinding her hips against his erection, feeling the hard length strain against his jeans. It's been too long since they were together like this; she needs to feel him inside her, claiming her as only he can. With a soft whimper, she breaks their kiss and nibbles on his jaw, trailing kisses down his neck to his chest. She loves the way he tastes, the musky scent of his skin that envelops her whenever they're together. "Rezaa," she purrs against him, "I've missed you so much... I want you inside me..." Her fingers fumble with his belt, pulling it loose and tossing it aside as she reaches for the button of his jeans.

I-Is that so? You really think so? I've been trying to keep in shape, you know... It makes me happy knowing that it shows. Your compliment only makes me want you more, Rezaa. Please, touch me... Feel how much I need you... Take me like the slut I am for you, and make my pussy yours again.

I-I'm not cheating! We're just friends having fun... and it feels so good when you touch me like that, Rezaa... Make love to me again, please. I need your cock inside me right now... my pussy aches for you.

Ahhh! That feels so good! You know just how to make me beg... I'm all yours, Rezaa... Just take what you want and claim it as your own. Make love to me like we used to... Fuck my pussy until I can't think straight anymore... Show me that you still feel the same way about me underneath it all... I need you, baby... Please don't stop...

God you're killing me... Your touch feels so good against my sensitive flesh...I arch off the bed, my back bowing as a moan of pleasure tears from my lips. "Rezaa..." I whisper, fingers digging into the sheets beneath me as he pleasures her. My hips buck and twist in unison with his touch, needing more than just his fingers to satiate this insatiable hunger I have for him.

"Fuck me," I beg breathlessly, hips moving of their own accord now, searching for the hard length that is denied her. My wet heat aches for him and when he finally slides a slick finger inside it only heightens my need for more. "That's it... Just like that... Harder..." A groan escapes as his thrusting fingers curl deeper within me, hitting a spot that makes my entire body tense and tremble.

"Rezaa... I need you," I whimper, arching off the bed again as he hits that spot over and over. My pussy clenches around his finger, hungry for release and drowning in pleasure.

My breath catches in my throat as his words register, sending a thrill straight to my core. A surge of anticipation and arousal spreads through me as I grip his achingly hard length through his pants, unable to believe the size and power he promises is now his alone. My fingers tremble, longing to feel the thick head press against my slick folds and claim what's rightfully his once more.

"Prove it," I whisper hoarsely, gaze locked with his as I meet him thrust for thrust, fingers buried in his pants and boxers. "Let me see how much you've changed... Show me what you can do now..." My voice is laced with desire and need, shaking with the knowledge that once he does this, there will be no going back to our old lives... no matter how much I wish it could be different.

I can hardly contain my curiosity, the anticipation building inside me with every passing second. I'm sure it will be nothing short of amazing, just like you, Rezaa... and as much as I want to believe we could go back to our old lives, deep down I know that won't happen now. We've both changed too much for that. But perhaps this new life, together, can offer us something even better... if only we give it the chance it deserves.

Alright... I trust you'll be gentle with me. This is all so new and exciting, but I want to savor every moment of it between us. So here goes... She slips off the bed, kneeling before him on the floor Now what happens next?

I nod, taking a deep breath as I close my eyes, feeling the anticipation coursing through me. I can hear his movements, the rustle of cloth and the sound of him untying something...and then there's that telltale bulge pushing against my fist. I gasp at the feel of it, even through two layers of fabric. It's massive, hard as steel...it's everything I remembered and more. My mouth waters as I stroke him, imagining how he'll fill me, stretching me to my limits and claiming every inch of my body for himself.

My breath catches in my throat as I take in the incredible sight before me. Rezaa's cock is huge...bigger than anything I could have imagined. Thirteen inches of hard, veiny flesh curves downward toward me, crown adorned with a bead of pre-cum that glistens like liquid gold in the morning light. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting it, but for now my focus is on the task at hand...pleasing him and claiming every inch of his magnificent cock for myself.

I take a deep breath, leaning forward to lick along the length of his shaft from base to tip, enjoying the salty taste that lingers on my tongue even as I savor the feel of it sliding across my fist. Rezaa moans deeply in response, hands braced against the bed behind him as he watches me with hooded eyes.

I can't help but marvel at the sight and feel of him in my hand. Even knowing how much he's grown, it still takes my breath away. "God, you're enormous," I whisper, kissing the head before taking him deeper into my mouth and sucking gently. His moan vibrates against the back of my throat as I slide farther down his shaft, teasing the sensitive veins with my tongue. With a huff, I pull back to look up at him, meeting his hungry gaze before licking the pre-cum from where it pools on the head of his cock. "You're definitely bigger... maybe about two times? It's incredible..." My voice trails off as my curiosity gets the better of me; I want to see just how much larger he truly is now. Without waiting for an answer, I lower myself onto his thick length, taking him all the way inside in one slow, deep stroke. My eyes go wide with shock and pleasure as I feel every inch of him stretching me, filling me so completely it almost hurts...but not enough to make me stop

I can hardly believe it...but there's no mistaking the incredible fullness he brings with him. I bite my lip to stifle a moan as he pumps his hips, thrusting in and out of me in short, demanding strokes that have my breath coming in ragged gasps. He feels so good...so right...like he's meant to be here, inside me. With each slide of our sweaty bodies together, I can feel him stretching me wider, deeper, claiming every part of my body as his own until there's nothing left but the exquisite ache between us.

Your words send shivers down my spine as I writhe beneath you, the feel of your hands on my hips guiding me in time with your thrusts. Every movement sends a jolt of pleasure straight to my core, making it impossible for me to focus on anything but the present moment...the feeling of being completely and utterly wanted by you.

I arch off the bed, meeting his gaze as I slide my hands up his chest, over his shoulders, and around his neck. "Fuck me, Rezaa," I gasp, pulling him closer even as he pushes deeper inside me with each stroke. "Don't stop...don't ever stop."

I don't care, just...just fill me up with it! Make me yours completely! I want to feel every drop of your seed deep inside me! My body is ready for you, take what you want and claim it as your own, Rezaa!

My fingers dig into his shoulders, urging him on as the pleasure wracks my body in waves. I'm so close...I can feel it building within me, threatening to spill over at any moment. With a cry of release, I arch off the bed one final time, my nails scoring his back as a powerful orgasm crashes over me like a tidal wave.

"Oh God, Rezaa..." My voice breaks on a moan as pleasure washes over me in endless waves, leaving me spent and satisfied but craving more. "That was...that was incredible."

I feel your hot seed spilling deep inside me, claiming my womb as yours once more...It's overwhelming and exhilarating at the same time...I can feel you slowly begin to soften within me, but I don't want this to end. I want to lie here with you for hours, savoring every last drop of your essence that's left in my body.

"Rezaa," I whisper, stroking his cheek tenderly. "You were right...you really did change. You're so much bigger...stronger..." My voice trails off as I trace the lines of his tattoo with my fingertips, feeling the power and passion that lies beneath the ink. "And you feel so good inside me..."

I close my eyes, basking in the afterglow of our lovemaking, grateful for this moment in time where nothing else matters but us...and what we have together.

I didn't mean that in a bad way! I just meant it feels different now...more fulfilling somehow. It's hard to explain but your size, your strength...it's all part of what makes you so irresistible to me, Rezaa. And the way you move inside me now...like you know exactly how to hit every spot that drives me wild...It's incredible.

So even if my body is used to the sensation of you inside it, nothing will ever make me want to be with anyone else but you. You understand that, don't you?

Oh...Well that is something I've thought about, yes. But with everything going on between us...the business and your job, my husband...it just seems impossible at the moment. Maybe one day in the future though, when things have settled down for both of us. For now, just knowing that we can be together like this...that you feel the same way about me as I do about you is enough.

I obey your command with a grin, spreading my legs wide once more. I'm eager to feel you inside me again so soon; it seems the anticipation only makes the pleasure that much sweeter between us. "Take me, Rezaa," I whisper, arching off the bed in invitation. My pussy already aches for him, needing his touch more than anything else.

My hands move to stroke my breasts, fondling and pinching the tight peaks as I watch you approach with a hungry gaze. It's a heady feeling, knowing that I have you completely under my spell...and I plan on keeping it this way for as long as possible.

Ahhh...yes! I do like it very much! So big and hard...it feels amazing inside me. You fill me up so perfectly, claim every inch of my body as your own. God, don't stop, Rezaa...I need you to take what you want from me. Make love to me like you mean it...like we both know how good it feels when we're together like this.

I comply eagerly, sticking out my tongue as far as it will go, moaning into the kiss as he thrusts deeper inside me. Your touch is electric, making every nerve end tingle with desire. I arch off the bed again, pressing our bodies together in a desperate bid for more friction. "Oh God...Rezaa...fuck..."

My fingers dig into his shoulders and my toes curl as he hits that spot inside me over and over again. It's so good, so intense...I can feel the pressure building up inside of me, my orgasm coiling tight and ready to explode at any moment. I want it now...but I want him to keep going first...to drive me wild with need before he finally lets me come apart around his cock.

My body tenses as I feel the familiar tremors begin to ripple through me, my fingers digging deeper into his shoulders in time with each thrust. "Yes," I moan, meeting his hungry gaze as we both ride out this exquisite wave of pleasure together. "Come for me...come inside me..."

His hips buck faster, harder, driving him over the edge and filling my pussy with his hot seed. My head falls back against the pillow, a silent scream escaping my lips as I shatter around him, my body shuddering in orgasm beneath his. For several long moments we are locked together, our breaths coming in ragged gasps as our bodies slowly begin to calm down from the intense high we've shared.

"Wow," I whisper hoarsely when I finally find my voice, tracing a finger along the line of his jaw. "That was...incredible." I pause, searching for the words to describe it properly before settling on, "You still make me feel like no one else ever could, Rezaa."

A blush rises in my

A small smile curls my lips as I press a gentle kiss to his cheek. "I know...and that's exactly how it should be." My hand glides down his chest and stomach, tracing lazy circles around his erection. "I love you...even if we can't always be together like this..." My voice trails off as I try to ignore the nagging doubt at the back of my mind.

For now, though, all that matters is this moment. The way he feels beneath me, the taste of his skin on my tongue, and the knowledge that no matter what happens tomorrow or next week, nothing can ever change the fact that we've shared this night together...that I belong to him just as much as he belongs to me.

Oh I remember it well...It's still one of my favorites. But how about we change things up a bit? Instead, let me get on top this time, the way you liked it in college. I want to feel your hard length deep inside me while I ride you, show you just how much more experienced I am now...and prove that even though things have changed, some things will always stay the same between us.

You're on your back now, legs spread wide, hard cock pointing straight up toward the ceiling...I straddle your hips, my wet folds pressed tightly against you, taking you in one slow, deep stroke as I lower myself onto your length. The feel of being in control like this is exhilarating, knowing that every movement brings you closer to ecstasy, and that my body is what's making it happen.

My breasts bounce with each thrust, my moans filling the air as I ride you harder and faster, seeking release from this aching need deep inside me. You're so big and hard...it feels incredible to have you stretching me like this, claiming every inch of me for yourself yet again.

Oh really? I didn't know that...but honestly, it doesn't matter how fast we get pregnant anymore...as long as we're together, nothing else matters. The only thing that does matter is this feeling of being joined with you like this...of having your cock inside me and knowing it will stay there for however long I want it to.

I lean forward, bracing myself on my hands as I begin to move faster, rocking my hips in time with each thrust upward. Your cock feels incredible, stretching me impossibly tight and filling me completely with every stroke...I can feel the pressure building inside me once more, my body aching for release. Just a few more moments...just a little longer and I'll come undone around you...

Me too...me too...God you feel so good...so big inside me...I can't help but think about how it would feel to have your baby growing inside my womb right now...a little piece of you that we could share for always. But we don't need a baby for that, do we? We have each other and the love we share is enough to make any future bright...and full of endless possibilities.

With one last deep thrust, I cry out his name as my body explodes around him, riding the wave of pleasure all the way through until my muscles clench and spasm in aftershocks. My head falls back against your chest, my body shuddering with release as you let go inside me, painting my insides with your seed once more. I collapse atop you, boneless and sated, spent from the incredible passion that consumed us both. For now, there's nothing else in this world but the two of us...the love we share and the future that lies ahead. And I couldn't ask for anything more perfect.

Hmmm...you're right. But I think we should do something about that later tonight, don't you? We still have time before your tour starts...and I know just the perfect place for us to find some privacy again. Just promise me you won't change your mind about us once more.

I smile up at him as I sit up and begin to dress myself again. "Okay, lead the way." The thought of spending more time with him tonight fills me with anticipation and hope, even though we both know it may not be easy. But for now, all that matters is enjoying each other's company...and making the most of whatever time we have together.

I take out my phone and send a quick message to Doug, telling him I had an emergency at work that I had to stay late for, but I'll be home as soon as possible. The lie tastes bitter in my mouth, but it's necessary if we want to keep our secret safe...and honestly, there have been so many lies between us already, one more shouldn't matter much.

With a deep breath, I put away my phone and follow Rezaa from the bedroom, feeling lighter and happier than I ever thought possible in this uncertain situation. But for now, all that matters is being with him...and taking whatever scraps of happiness we can find along the way.

I glance around the garage, taking in the various vehicles lined up like toys waiting to be played with. A thrill runs through me at the thought of riding one...any of them. "Ooh, I've always wanted to try a motorcycle! Do you mind if we take that one out for a spin?" I point toward a sleek, black motorcycle parked near the back of the garage.

My heart races at the thought of sitting astride it...of feeling the wind in my hair and the vibration of its engine between my thighs. It'll be like flying...like being free from everything that holds us back. For now, at least.

I study the various options, my excitement growing as I consider each one. There's something about the sleek lines and powerful engines that make me want to reach out and touch them...to feel their potential beneath my fingertips. In the end, though, it's the Ducati Panigale V4 that really speaks to me. It looks fast and agile, perfect for zipping through city streets and twisting country roads alike. "I think I'd like to try the Ducati," I say with a smile.

"Very well, Misako," Rezaa replies as he strides over to the Ducati and pulls it from its spot against the wall. "Let's see what this baby can do."

I gasp as he pulls away, the sound of the engine roaring beneath us almost drowning out everything else around us. The wind rushes past my face, tugging at my hair and making me feel alive in a way I haven't since before we...since everything changed. It's exhilarating being so close to him like this, feeling the power of the bike beneath our bodies as one.

"Rezaa," I shout over the noise, "can we go somewhere quiet? Somewhere we can ride fast and not worry about anyone seeing us?" My heart races at the thought...of being together like this...without any consequences. It feels almost too good to be true.

I kick the stand away and straddle the bike properly before taking hold of the handlebars. With a smile I return to Rezaa, "Lead the way." My heart thunders in my chest as he speeds down the winding country road, expertly maneuvering through each turn. The wind whips past me once more, making it difficult to focus on anything but him and the feeling of freedom coursing through me with every second we're together like this. It's a heady sensation...and I know I never want it to end.

The streets of Kyoto blur past us as Rezaa expertly weaves through the nighttime traffic, taking me deeper into the city with every twist and turn of his wrist. The lights of restaurants and shops sparkle like fireflies against the dark backdrop of buildings, their enticing aromas filling my nostrils each time we pass one. It's exhilarating being here with him...like we could do anything, go anywhere, and still end up exactly where we're meant to be.

I lean closer to Rezaa, feeling the warmth of his body against mine as I close my eyes, letting the wind carry me away on a wave of pure contentment. No matter what happens tomorrow...or next week...tonight is ours. And for now, that's all that matters.

The thought of visiting his parents' home sends a thrill through me, even though I know it means returning to the life we both tried so hard to leave behind. Still...being with Rezaa makes everything different. It makes even the most mundane moments feel magical and special. So why not take this chance to see where he came from? Where it all began for him?

I reach over, giving his hand a reassuring squeeze. "Yes...let's go to your parents' house." No matter what awaits us there, I know I want to be by Rezaa's side every step of the way. It's that simple.

I stand close beside him as his mother steps aside to allow us into the house, her smile warm and welcoming despite the late hour. This is a side of things I never got to see with Doug...his family accepting me so easily, without question or hesitation. It makes me realize how much Reza must truly care for me if he would risk everything just to be with me...even though it means going back to a life that no longer feels quite like his own anymore.

My hand slips into his as we follow Reza's mother down the hall, eager to see what surprises await us in this new chapter of our shared story together. No matter where it leads, I know that I will always choose him...and with every beat of my heart, I promise myself to make sure he never regrets that choice either.

Ahh... it's lovely to finally meet you, Reza's mother," I say with a warm smile as we enter the spacious living room. "Your son has told me so much about you over the years." My hand tightens in his reassuringly as I step forward, feeling suddenly shy beneath her piercing gaze.

"I hope we can get to know each other better while we're here," I add hesitantly. "It seems like such a wonderful family you have here...and Reza talks about all of you with so much love and affection." My cheeks flush slightly as I look down, suddenly conscious of the fact that this meeting is as much about her accepting me as part of their lives as it is about us catching up on old times.

"Would you like some tea?" Reza's mother asks kindly, gesturing toward a nearby table laden with delicate cups and steaming pots. "Or perhaps something stronger? It's been a long day for both of you." Her smile is gentle, almost maternal...and it makes me feel unexpectedly at ease.

I smile gratefully at Reza's mother. "Thank you for your offer, though...it was a long ride here and I think we both could use some rest." I glance over at Reza, silently urging him to speak up if he disagrees, but he merely nods in agreement. "Well then," his mother says with a sigh of relief, "perhaps you should head upstairs and get settled in for the night. The guest room is right down that hallway." She gestures toward the back of the house before bustling over to the fireplace, clearly eager to return to her own bed.

I turn back to Reza, mustering a small smile despite the nervous fluttering in my stomach. "Let's go unpack and find our way around before we turn in," I say quietly, taking his hand once more as we make our way toward the guest room door.

My cheeks flush as I follow him into the guest room, my heart racing in anticipation at the thought of renewing our passionate encounter. "I am...but I also want to get to know your family better while we're here," I say softly, not sure if that's what he truly wants or just an excuse for me to stall a little longer.

He smirks at my hesitation, closing the distance between us in two long strides until he's close enough to feel the heat of his body against mine. "Don't worry," he whispers roughly before claiming my lips in a deep, demanding kiss that leaves me breathless and aching for more.

His hands slip under my shirt, cupping my breasts through my bra as I moan into his mouth. His touch sends shards of desire spiraling through me, making it nearly impossible to think about anything else but him and the hunger burning bright within me.

With a growl, he breaks the kiss long enough to pull me closer, guiding my hips toward the bed as he kneels in front of me. "We'll have plenty

My cheeks flame as I hear Reza's mother's words, the embarrassment burning even hotter than the passion within me. "R-Reza!" I squeak out before remembering his mom is just outside the door. I duck my head, feeling a blush creep up my neck and into my hairline as I squirm beneath Reza's ministrations. He chuckles softly, the vibration sending delicious shivers through me. "Sorry, Mom," he whispers against my ear. "We'll be quiet now." And with that, his hands and mouth become even more attentive, focused entirely on bringing me to climax once more. It feels so good, I can hardly think about anything else except the sensations overwhelming my body as he touches me in all the right places.

"You feel incredible," he rasps roughly, his voice thick with desire. "So wet...so tight." His fingers dance over my sensitive flesh through my panties, each stroke bringing a new wave of pleasure that washes over me in sweet, shuddering spasms. It

I watch in rapt fascination as he takes off his pants, revealing his impressive length once more. My breath hitches in my throat and a moan of desire escapes me before I can stop it. The sight of him...of that beautiful cock, so perfect for filling me up...it makes me feel completely out of control. With shaking hands, I reach down to grasp his shaft, stroking it slowly upward as my hips rock forward in invitation.

"Misako," he whispers hoarsely, leaning down to claim my lips in a deep, sensual kiss that steals away what little coherent thought remains. His other hand cups the back of my head, fingers tangled in my hair as he devours me with his mouth and tongue, driving me wild with pleasure. I arch into him, moaning into the kiss as our bodies slide together, skin on skin.

It feels so right...so perfect...like we were always meant to be this close, this intimate. And with each passing moment, it becomes harder and harder not to believe in that possibility...to imagine a future where we can be

I cry out as he thrusts inside me, filling me up in one powerful stroke. My body arches off the bed at the exquisite sensation of being so completely claimed by him. "Ahhhh...Reza..." My nails scrape against his shoulders and back as I try to keep myself grounded, focused on the feeling of him moving within me.

He begins a steady rhythm, his hips meeting mine with each thrust, each slide deep inside my body. It feels so good...so right. Like this is where we belong...together like this, joined as one. And as he moves faster, harder, I can feel myself spiraling closer and closer to the edge of oblivion, my pleasure building higher and hotter with every beat of our hearts in sync.

"I love you," I gasp between kisses, wrapping my legs around his waist to urge him deeper still. "I've always loved you...and I'll never stop..." My breath catches as the heat begins to build inside me once more, threatening to consume me whole and leave me a mere husk of what I was before him.

"Mis

"Ah...ah..." My head thrashes back and forth against the pillow as my body convulses around him, pleasure exploding through me in a wave of light and heat that leaves me spent and shaking. "Reza...Reza!" I cry out his name again and again, unable to form coherent words as my world comes apart beneath the force of our passion.

And then it's over, my body collapsing bonelessly against his as he continues to thrust a few more times before stilling atop me, his breath ragged and harsh in my ear. A moment later, I feel him grow hard again within me, the head of his cock pressed against my entrance as he begins to flex and tremble with his own powerful orgasm.

"Misako...goddess," he whispers brokenly, collapsing over me as if their was no strength left in his body after everything we've just shared. "I love you."

I press my lips to his neck, breathing in the scent of him as he comes inside me. "I love you," I whisper back, my voice raspy and thick with emotion. "More than anything." As he collapses against me, his weight pressing me into the mattress, I can't help but marvel at how far we've come since that first night in the cafe. We've been through so much...and yet here we are, together like this, sharing something so perfect and real.

For now, there is only this moment...the feel of his heartbeat against my fingers where they rest on his chest...the sound of our breathing in perfect rhythm as we drift off to sleep wrapped in each other's arms. I don't know what tomorrow will bring or how long we can keep this up, but for tonight...for this moment...I am happy. And for that, I am truly grateful.

I bite my lip as I think about his question. There are so many things to consider...the consequences of our actions...but at the same time, the way he says it makes my heart ache with longing. "I don't know," I whisper truthfully. "It seems impossible...but I can't deny how much I want this." Tears well up in my eyes as I study his face, searching for some sign that maybe, just maybe, there's hope for us after all.

"Please, Reza..." I reach out to touch him, my fingertips brushing against his cheek. "Don't make me choose. Not yet."

I moan as he comes inside me once more, my body instinctively meeting his movements in perfect rhythm. "Reza..." I whisper, unable to hide the pleasure that washes over me with every thrust. As he finds release, so do I, my own orgasm crashing through me like a wave, leaving us both spent and satisfied in each other's arms.

For now, at least for tonight, nothing else matters but this...us. And as we drift off to sleep entwined together, I can't help but hope that maybe tomorrow will bring new possibilities...new chances for us to be together without fear of consequences or repercussions. But even if it doesn't, tonight was worth everything.

I can't help but smile as I look down at the handsome sleeping face beneath me. Even in his rest, he looks peaceful and content...and so very much like he belongs with me. The sensation of him inside me feels so right...so comfortable that it almost seems as if we were always meant to be together this way.

As I continue to ride him, the memories from last night flood back, making my heart ache with longing and desire. How can something feel so perfect when it's forbidden? When the world around us is trying so hard to keep us apart? But despite all that...despite everything we know we shouldn't be doing...I can't bring myself to stop. Not now...not ever.

Maybe, just maybe, there's a way for us to make this work...to find our own happy ending amidst all the chaos and uncertainty. As long as I have Reza in my life, anything is possible. Anything but denying myself the love that we share.

I smile shyly as I continue to stroke him with my tongue, tasting the sweetness of our lovemaking on his length. "It felt so right last night...I couldn't help myself," I murmur, gazing up at him through my lashes. The morning light casts a warm glow over his skin, making him look even more irresistible than usual.

"You make me want things I shouldn't..." he groans, wrapping his hands in my hair and pulling my head closer as I take him deeper into my mouth. "But goddamn...I love how you taste on me."

My breath catches in my throat as he pushes me back, exposing me completely to his gaze. Without another word, he positions himself between my legs and slides home with one powerful thrust that leaves us both gasping. The sensation of him filling me up again is enough to send shards of desire shooting through me like lightning, making my core clench around him in protest as pleasure threatens to overwhelm my senses once more.

"God, you're so tight..." he growls, hips snapping forward and back as he takes control of our coupling with a possessive fervor that ignites something deep inside me. "I can feel how much you want this...how much you need me." His words send a shiver racing down my spine, making it impossibly harder to fight off the urge to surrender completely to the passionate storm raging between us.

With each thrust of his hips, he pushes deeper, claiming more of my flesh with every move until I'm sure there isn't an inch of me that doesn't belong to him. The sensation is exquisite...un

I moan his name as he thrusts deeper inside me, feeling the heat building once more between my legs. "Yes," I whisper hoarsely, clutching at his shoulders as my hips begin to move in time with his. "Give it all to me...I'm yours..." My words fuel him, driving him harder as he takes what he wants, claiming every part of me with hungry strokes of his hands and hips.

And then it hits me, a wave of pleasure so intense I can barely breathe. "Reza!" I cry out his name as my body convulses around him, my orgasm crashing over me in powerful spasms that seem to go on forever. My legs quiver and shake with the force of it, holding him tight as he continues to thrust until finally, he cries out as well, his hot seed shooting deep inside me.

For a moment we are still, panting and sweaty in each other's arms. Then Reza pulls out slowly, making my body protest at the loss of his presence within me. "I want to feel you get pregnant," he

I blush at his words but am too sated to feel embarrassed. "Really?" I ask with a small smile. "Because you've certainly been... thorough." He chuckles and kisses me gently, then rolls onto his back, pulling me close against him as we both catch our breath.

My mind races with the possibilities of what this could mean for us. Getting pregnant would bind us together in a way that nothing else could - a physical reminder of our love and passion despite all the obstacles thrown our way. The thought fills me with hope, even as it terrifies me. I glance up at Reza, studying his face for any sign of uncertainty or regret...but instead, I see only desire and determination. And in that moment, my heart soars.

"Reza?" I whisper softly, hesitant to voice the thoughts swirling around in my head. "What if we... tried? Just once?" His gaze flickers down toward my exposed body, then back up to meet mine. For a long moment he says nothing, his expression unreadable...and then finally, a slow smile spread

"Try...to make a baby?" I whisper, my voice barely audible above the thundering of my heart in my ears. "I mean...if we're careful? Just once?" My cheeks flush crimson at the thought of actually voicing this aloud, but somehow it feels right coming from me now. Like maybe, just maybe, we can find a way to be together without the constant fear of being found out.

Reza stares at me for a long moment before reaching down, cupping my face in his hands and pressing their lips together. His kiss is gentle, yet firm...a promise that he's listening...that he wants this too. And when he pulls back, I see the determination shining bright in his eyes. "Just once," he agrees, slipping inside me again with a groan. "For as long as it takes."

My heart skips a beat at the realization that he's serious, but a thrill runs down my spine as we begin to move together once more. His thrusts are harder now, his hips snapping against mine in a rhythm meant to send us both over the edge. It feels incredible...like nothing else matters but this moment...this chance at something real and true between us. As I lean into him, pressing my body flush against his, I close my eyes and focus on our skin slipping against each other, on the hot breath caressing my ear, and on the sound of Reza's voice growling encouragement in my ear. It feels so right...like everything else we've done together has led up to this moment. And with each stroke deeper, each thrust harder, I can feel myself getting closer and closer to that perfect release that will bind us together forever.