Gon's Harem System
Chapter 152: Open for me (18+)

Chapter 152: Open for me (18+)

Ana’s hand stilled as she felt the telltale twitch in Gon’s rod, his breath hitching too sharply

She pulled her hand free from his trousers, slick with spit and precum, and glanced up at him with a teasing glint in her eyes

He exhaled, a mix of relief and frustration, but before he could speak, she leaned in, closing the gap between them

Their lips met, firm yet warm, a kiss that carried the heat of what they’d been building

Her mouth moved against his with quiet urgency, and he responded in kind, his tongue brushing hers as the tension lingered between them

His hands slid up her back, fingers tracing the curve of her spine through her maid’s blouse

Goosebumps flooded her skin under his touch, a shiver rippling through her as his palms pressed against her, steady and sure

She sighed into the kiss, her body softening against his, but he broke away just long enough to look at her, his gaze dark and intent

"Take it off," he ordered, his voice low, carrying that gentle authority she always obeyed

Ana didn’t hesitate, she slipped her blouse over her head in one fluid motion, letting it fall to the floor beside the bed

Her medium jugs bounced free, bare in the candlelight, and Gon’s eyes settled on them

They weren’t large, not the kind that filled a man’s hands to overflowing, but there was something about them, pert, perfectly shaped, hers, that he found himself liking more than he’d expected

He reached out, cupping them, his touch sure but tender, thumbs brushing the soft skin as he tested their weight

Ana sighed again, a quiet, contented sound, and pressed herself closer, her chest rising into his hands like an offering

He squeezed softly, his fingers molding to her curves, and she leaned into him, her dark hair spilling over her shoulders to frame the moment

They stayed like that for a while, suspended in the stillness, his hands cradling her jugs with a rhythm of gentle pressure and release

The air between them felt warm, intimate, the earlier rush of lust giving way to something slower, more deliberate

Her skin was soft under his palms, and he liked the way she fit against him, the way her breath caught each time he squeezed just a little harder

Ana tilted her head, resting her forehead against his, her hands finding his shoulders for balance

"Master Gon," she murmured, her voice a soft hum, playful yet laced with that deference she couldn’t quite shed

He chuckled, low and warm, his thumbs circling her nipples now, drawing a faint gasp from her lips

"You’re too good at this," he said, his tone teasing but fond, and she grinned, her perky spirit flickering through even now

His hands stayed where they were, cupping and kneading, and she arched her back slightly, giving him more to work with

The goosebumps hadn’t faded from her skin, they trailed down her arms now, a map of where his touch had been

He squeezed again, softer this time, and she pressed her lips to his once more, a kiss that lingered as their bodies settled into the quiet rhythm of his hands on her chest

The candlelight flickered, casting shadows that danced across the stone walls, but neither of them noticed, lost in the feel of each other, his steady grip and her willing closeness stretching the moment into something almost tender

Gon’s hands lingered on Ana’s jugs for a moment longer, squeezing softly, before he bent down, his lips brushing the curve of her breast

He took one nipple into his mouth, sucking gently at first, then harder, his tongue flicking against the sensitive peak

A moan slipped from her, low and unguarded, her body arching slightly under the sudden rush of sensation

Her hands found his shoulders, fingers curling into his skin as he worked her, the wet heat of his mouth pulling more soft sounds from her throat

He switched to the other, sucking with the same steady intent, and her breath hitched, her chest rising to meet him

"More, Master Gon?" she murmured, her voice a breathless mix of plea and tease, that perky edge still there despite the haze of pleasure

He pulled back just enough to look at her, his lips glistening faintly, a faint smirk tugging at the corner of his mouth

Without a word, he shifted his grip, easing her down onto the bed

She went willingly, her body sinking into the mattress with a light bounce, and a giggle bubbled up from her, bright and carefree, as she landed

The sound made him chuckle too, a warm, rumbling note that filled the space between them

He leaned over her, his frame casting a shadow in the candlelight, his gaze steady and warm

"Open for me," he asked, his voice low but carrying that quiet command she always responded to

Ana didn’t hesitate, she parted her legs eagerly, her thighs falling wide to reveal her core, already gleaming with readiness in the dim glow

Her dark hair fanned out across the pillow, framing her face as she watched him, her eyes bright with anticipation

There was no shyness in her, just that adventurous spark, a maid who’d long since crossed lines with him and loved every step of it

Gon straightened for a moment, his hands moving to his trousers

He shed them smoothly, the fabric sliding down his legs to pool on the floor, leaving him bare above her

His rod stood thick and ready, catching her eye, but she didn’t flinch, only smiled, a flicker of delight crossing her face as she took in the sight

He climbed onto the bed, settling between her thighs, his hands resting on her knees to keep her open

The air felt charged now, heavy with the heat of their closeness, the scent of her arousal mingling with the faint musk of the room

He leaned down again, his lips finding her jug once more, sucking briefly before trailing kisses up to her collarbone, then her neck

She moaned again, softer this time, her hands sliding up his arms to grip his biceps, urging him closer

His rod brushed against her core, not entering yet, just teasing, and she squirmed beneath him, a needy little sound escaping her

"Master Gon," she whispered, her voice trembling with want, and he pressed a kiss to her jaw, his breath hot against her skin