Gon's Harem System
Chapter 153: Open for me 2 (18+)

Chapter 153: Open for me 2 (18+)

"Patience," he said, his tone gentle but firm, a man in control who liked to draw things out

She huffed a playful laugh, her legs shifting wider as if to tempt him, and he couldn’t help but grin at her boldness

His hands slid down her sides, tracing the curve of her hips, holding her steady as he hovered above her

The candle flickered, casting their shadows against the stone wall, but they paid it no mind, lost in the slow build, her eager openness, and his steady, deliberate claim

Gon hovered above Ana, his big rod standing proud between them, thick and familiar to her eyes

She lay beneath him, legs parted, her core glistening in the candlelight, and a quiet thrill lit up her face

Ana smiled, her lips curving with a mix of delight and longing, her dark hair spilling over the pillow

"Please fuck me," she breathed, her voice soft but bold, a plea wrapped in that adventurous spark he’d come to know so well

Her hands rested lightly on his arms, fingers brushing his skin as she urged him closer, her body open and waiting

He chuckled, low and warm, his hands sliding to her thighs

He held them gentle but firm, thumbs pressing into her soft flesh as he kept her steady

"Be patient," he said, his tone teasing, a playful edge to the quiet authority that colored his words

His rod brushed her core again, teasing her entrance, and she squirmed, a needy whimper escaping her lips

He grinned at her impatience, savoring the way she responded to him, before he finally gave in

With a slow, deliberate push, he entered her, his rod filling her core inch by inch, stretching her with that familiar weight

She gasped, the sound soft and trusting, her eyes fluttering shut as her body adjusted to him

Her hands slid down to the sheets, fingers curling into the fabric as pleasure rippled through her

"More," she moaned, her voice trembling with want, and he obliged, thrusting deeper

His pace was controlled, steady, each movement measured to draw out the sensation for both of them

Her ass quivered beneath him, the motion subtle but undeniable, and he gripped her thighs a little tighter, anchoring her as he moved

Ana clutched the sheets harder, her knuckles whitening, but her face stayed soft, content, a quiet smile tugging at her lips even as she moaned again

Her core clenched around him, warm and slick, pulling him in deeper with every thrust

He groaned softly, the sound rumbling in his chest, his control wavering for a moment as her heat enveloped him

She opened her eyes, meeting his gaze, and there was that spark, perky, alive, daring him to keep going

"Master Gon," she whispered, her voice a breathy tease, and he thrust harder, just once, testing her

Her gasp turned into a laugh, light and delighted, and he couldn’t help but smile back

His hands slid up her thighs to her hips, holding her in place as he found a rhythm, slow but firm, each push driving a little deeper into her core

She rocked beneath him, meeting his thrusts with small, eager shifts of her own, her body trembling with the pleasure of it

The bed creaked faintly under them, a quiet underscore to the sounds filling the room, her moans, his groans, the slick slide of their union

"Fuck," she moaned, the word slipping out raw and unguarded, her hands loosening on the sheets to reach for him

He leaned down, pressing his chest to hers, his lips finding her neck as he thrust again, steady and sure

Her skin was warm under his mouth, tasting faintly of salt, and she sighed, wrapping her arms around him

The candlelight flickered, casting their tangled shadows across the wall, but they were lost in it, her quiet trust, his gentle command, the slow burn of their bodies moving as one

Ana hummed beneath him, the sound meek yet brimming with happiness, a quiet melody that vibrated through her chest as Gon moved inside her

Her core hugged his rod, warm and slick, and the sensation sent a ripple of pleasure up his spine, steady and deep, like a current pulling him under

"My bold Ana," he teased lightly, his voice a warm rasp, his lips brushing her ear as he spoke

She grinned, her eyes half-lidded with delight, and rocked back against him, meeting his thrust with a subtle roll of her hips that made his breath catch

The friction sparked a jolt through him, sharp and sweet, his rod pulsing inside her as their rhythm synced

Sweat traced a slow path down his brow, the heat of their bodies building with every motion

Her dark hair clung to her face, damp strands framing her flushed cheeks, and the sight of her, undone, eager, stoked the pleasure coiling in his gut

It wasn’t just the physical feel of her core gripping him, tight and welcoming; it was the way she gave herself to it, bold yet trusting, that made it hit harder

"Faster, please," she moaned, her voice breaking with need, and the sound sent a shiver through him, his own desire flaring hotter at her plea

He smiled, a flicker of fondness in his eyes, and sped up slightly, his thrusts growing quicker but still controlled

The bed creaked faintly beneath them, a soft protest to the rising pace, and Ana’s core tightened around him, a sudden clench that drew a low groan from his throat

The pleasure sharpened for him then, a thick, rolling wave that spread from where they joined, tingling up his thighs and settling heavy in his chest

Her tightness was exquisite, a perfect fit that made every push feel like it was carving deeper into something primal, something only she could give him

For Ana, the faster rhythm lit her up, a rush of heat blooming where his rod filled her, stretching her just right

Each thrust sent a spark racing through her, starting at her core and fanning out, her nerves alight with a buzzing, electric joy

She rocked back harder, chasing it, and the pressure of him moving faster made her moan again, the sound spilling out unfiltered

It felt like her whole body was singing, every muscle trembling with the delicious strain of taking him, the pleasure cresting higher with each slick slide

Gon’s hands gripped her hips, steadying her as he thrust, and the feel of his fingers digging in, gentle but firm, added another layer to her delight

It grounded her, made the wild rush of sensation feel safe, and she let herself sink into it, her core pulsing around him as the pleasure built