Forbidden Cravings-Chapter 166: The Fun Continues

The bathroom cubicle was quiet now, the heat of our earlier intensity fading into a soft, comfortable glow. Aeri sat on the cool tile floor, her back against the steel door, her body naked except for the black mini skirt still bunched around her waist. Her chest rose and fell with steady breaths, her skin flushed pink, and strands of her hair stuck messily to her forehead.

She looked up at me, pouting, her eyes sparkling with a mix of amusement and mock annoyance. "Such an idiot you are," she said, her voice light but teasing. "What’s there to feel jealous about random comments?"

I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling a bit sheepish now that the fire in my chest had cooled. "Eheh, sorry," I said, giving her a lopsided grin. "Guess I got carried away. Those guys just... got under my skin."

She rolled her eyes, but her pout softened into a small smile. "Jeez, help me stand now," she said, holding out a hand toward me, her fingers wiggling expectantly.

"Yes, my queen," I said, smirking as I grabbed her hand and pulled her up gently. Her body swayed a little, her legs still shaky from everything we’d just done, and I steadied her with a hand on her waist.

Aeri’s eyes flicked down, catching sight of my dick, and her cheeks turned a deeper pink. She quickly looked away, her gaze darting to the side as she cleared her throat.

"Now let’s get dressed, shall we?" she said, her voice suddenly shy, like the heat of the moment had worn off and reality was sinking in. It was cute, seeing her get all embarrassed after everything.

"You’re being a kid now," I teased, bending down to grab my clothes from the floor. My underwear and pants were tangled together, and I shook them out, trying not to laugh at her flustered expression.

"Whaa—" Aeri protested, her voice rising as she grabbed her own clothes. "A kid is calling me a kid now?" She laughed, the sound light and playful, breaking the tension.

She stepped into her panties, stumbling a little as she balanced on one leg, looking like a clumsy kid trying to get dressed in a hurry. I bit my lip to keep from saying anything, knowing she’d probably start a whole new tantrum if I pointed it out.

I pulled on my underwear, then my black pants, zipping them up before tugging my white t-shirt over my head. My black shirt went on last, the fabric cool against my still-warm skin. Aeri was dressing beside me, slipping into her tight white t-shirt that hugged her curves, her big boobs straining against the fabric in a way that made it hard not to stare. She pulled her black shirt over it, leaving it unbuttoned, and then shimmied her black mini skirt up her thighs, smoothing it down. The outfit gave her this hot, confident vibe—like a woman who knew exactly how good she looked.

"Yoshhh, finally done," Aeri said, pushing her hair to one side of her shoulder with a dramatic flourish. She grinned, striking a little pose, her confidence back in full force.

I stepped closer, cupping her cheeks in my hands, my thumbs brushing her soft skin.

"Yes, my hot mistress is all done and ready to capture the attention of all the boys out there," I said, my voice low and teasing, though a tiny flicker of that earlier jealousy lingered in my chest. freewebnøvel.coɱ

Aeri’s eyes locked on mine, and we stood there in the quiet cubicle, the faint drip of a leaky faucet echoing in the background. Her gaze softened, her lips parting like she was about to say something. She swallowed hard, her throat bobbing, and I could feel the weight of the moment, the unspoken words hanging between us. "Ezra..." she started, her voice barely a whisper, her eyes searching mine like she was trying to figure out what came next.

"Yeah?" I said softly, my hands still on her cheeks, holding her there. The world outside the cubicle didn’t exist—just us, standing close, caught in this fragile, perfect pause.

We stood close, my hands still cupping her cheeks, her warmth grounding me. She parted her lips, her voice soft but deliberate.

"There’s a difference..." she said slowly, her words hanging in the air like a promise.

I tilted my head, my thumbs brushing her skin. "And what’s that?" I asked, my voice low, curious, still tinged with the fading edge of my jealousy.

"They get to only watch me, pass comments, and stroke their dicks at best..... but you...get to have me fully." she said, her voice dropping to a whisper, each word hitting me like a spark.

*Badam.* My face flushed hot, my heart skipping a beat, pounding so hard I swore she could hear it. Her words cut straight through me, landing exactly where they needed to, washing away the last traces of my irritation. She was right—she was mine, and no one else’s fantasy could touch what we had.

"Aeri..." I said, my voice catching, my eyes stinging with sudden emotion. I didn’t know what to say, but the way she looked at me, so sure and teasing, made my chest ache in the best way.

"What?" she asked, her smirk growing, her tone playful. "Did that skip your heartbeat?" She leaned closer, her breath warm against my lips, her eyes dancing with that familiar spark that always got me going.

I didn’t answer with words. Instead, I closed the gap, kissing her hard, my lips crashing against hers. My tongue rolled with hers, hungry and desperate, and I pushed her back against the steel door. Aeri’s legs wrapped around my waist, pulling me close as she kissed me back with the same fire.

Her boobs pressed against my chest, soft and warm through her tight t-shirt, and my hard dick rubbed slowly between her legs, the friction teasing but not urgent. We were lost in the heat, kissing and kissing, lips smooching, tongues dancing, like we could stay like this forever.

I pulled back just enough to catch her lower lip between mine, tugging it gently, making her gasp. Our breaths mingled, heavy and warm, our faces so close we were breathing into each other’s mouths. Her eyes were half-closed, her cheeks as flushed as mine, and the moment felt electric, like we were the only two people in the world.

"Yes, it surely did," I said, finally answering her question, my voice rough but soft, a grin tugging at my lips. I brushed my nose against hers, my hands sliding down to her waist, holding her tight.

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