A Love I Shouldn't Feel

Kyouko let out a soft, shuddering sigh as Haruki drove into her again—slow, deep.

Her hand trembled slightly as she held the phone near her mouth, her voice fluttering with pleasure disguised as politeness.

"Oohh~ this massage machine is really good~"

There was a pause.

Then Satoshi’s voice, flat with irritation:

"Ugh. I’m ending this call. You’re starting to sound crazy."

Kyouko smiled as Haruki gripped her waist and lifted her slightly.

"Okay~" she whispered sweetly.

And just as the call disconnected.

She raised her butt higher—

—and Haruki slammed into her hard.