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Chapter 391: Attention (R-18)

Kevin, equally drenched in sweat, grabbed her hips and continued thrusting with a fervor that made her soft butt ripples. The contrast between her small waist and curvy stomach was striking; his hands nearly connected around her waist, but her shapely stomach made her look fuller.

The intensity between them continued to build as Kevin's pace quickened. Key's breaths came in short, ragged gasps, her moans muffled by the pillow but still loud enough to fill the room. She could feel the heat rising in her body, every muscle tensing as another wave of pleasure threatened to overwhelm her.

Kevin's grip on her hips tightened, his fingers digging into her soft skin as he lost himself in the rhythm of their movements. His own breath was heavy and labored, beads of sweat dripping from his forehead onto her back. He could feel her body responding to him, the way she clenched around him, driving him even further.

"What an amazing fucking pussy you have, key?" Kevin moaned, feeling her vaginal muscles expertly squeeze his penis. Earlier, he had challenged her to make him hard using only her vaginal walls, and after showing her the technique, she had quickly mastered it.

Now, her vagina worked wonders. Each time he thrust inside her, she sucked him in with a tight grip that made his head spin. Her muscles clamped down on his shaft, then focused the pressure on the head, as if trying to milk the semen from his balls.

Kevin's gaze locked onto Key's, a wide, appreciative smile spreading across his face. "A sex genius," he murmured, unable to hide his admiration. He leaned forward, his chest brushing against her back as he reached for her hair. His fingers tangled in her strands, and he gently pulled her head back, exposing her neck. His breath was hot against her skin as he bit her ear lightly, the sensation sending shivers down her spine. "you have really good pussy down there, key..." he whispered into her ear,

Her face was messy with tears and sweat, and there was a wet spot on the pillow she was biting to muffle her moans. Hearing Kevin's vulgar compliment about her vagina, she felt a surge of happiness. With a wide smile, she managed to say between her moans, "It's yours from now on."

'Haha, what a fucking bitch,' Kevin thought to himself as he heard her words, a mixture of admiration and excitement coursing through him. He quickened his pace, thrusting harder and faster, the intensity of his movements making their bodies collide with a rhythmic urgency. With a confident smile, he leaned closer and said, "Thanks. I'll take good care of it." Key, breathless and overwhelmed with pleasure, managed to laugh despite the intensity of the moment. "Yeah, give it a lot of attention," she replied, her voice tinged with a mix of laughter and moans. Her body quivered with each thrust, the sensation pushing her closer to the edge.

Kevin couldn't help but chuckle at her response. He tightened his grip on her hair, pulling her head back further, exposing the curve of her neck. "If by attention you mean my dick, then yes, it's going to get a lot of attention," he said, his voice low and husky.

As their dirty talk intensified, the pleasure built to its peak for both of them. Simultaneously, they announced, "I'm cumming..."

Kevin, fully on top of Key, pressed his crotch tightly against her bubbly butt. Key, whose back was already arched, bent even more as Kevin pulled her hair back and kissed her wildly. Half of Key's body was out of her control, her toes curling up and her hands squeezing the pillows tightly. Every other part was either in the grip of her orgasm or in Kevin's control.

The intense pleasure made her reactions uncontrollable, leading her to entertain thoughts she wouldn't normally entertain. As she orgasmed, Key found herself imagining being Kevin's girlfriend for real, not just in the moment but faithfully committed to him. Even if he were to stray, she believed she would forgive him as long as he gave her his precious attention. Living under his care seemed enough; she desired nothing more than his attention. In that moment, she understood why pleasure is often considered sinful-it's addictive, compelling you to surrender yourself to the person providing it, without regard for any harm it may cause to yourself or others.

As they both reached their climax, Key felt Kevin release his grip, causing her body to go limp beneath him. She sensed the weight of Kevin lying on top of her, his penis still inside her, slowly slipping out along with his semen mixing with their fluids.

"You were amazing," Kevin complimented after a few moments, intending to kiss her sweaty back, which felt slightly tingly as her body remained sensitive. Key smiled and replied, "Thank you, you were too..." Pausing for a moment, she continued, "You know, we can stay out all night if you want... I'll convince Nat."

"No, we should head out," Kevin said as he got up from beside her and headed towards the bathroom. "No offense, I'd love to fuck your sweet pussy all night, but I have to head home tonight. I've been staying out quite a bit late, and my mom and aunt will be angry if I'm out again tonight."

Key looked a bit crestfallen at this news, and Kevin noticed her expression as he glanced back. "But we can meet tomorrow too," he added quickly, trying to reassure her. "We could even meet earlier to make the most of our time together."

Excited by the prospect of meeting again tomorrow, Key nodded eagerly. She quickly got up from the bed, moving closer to Kevin who was still preparing in the bathroom. Wrapping her arms around him from behind, she pressed her soft, slightly sticky breasts against his back in a warm embrace.

"Tomorrow sounds perfect," she murmured softly, her voice filled with anticipation. "I can't wait to see you again."