I Got Reincarnated As The Ntr Protagonist In An Online Game-Chapter 37: Let Me Swallow Your Cum R18

"What is it? What’s in your mind?" Junior asked, his voice soft but eager, his eyes searching hers for an answer.

Helen hesitated, her heart pounding as she looked down at their intertwined hands. She could feel the weight of the moment pressing on her chest, the air between them thick with unspoken desire. "I was thinking... if we can go on a date tomorrow," she finally said, her tone hopeful yet tentative. "Just the two of us. Me and you, Albert."

Junior stared at her for a moment, his expression softening as he absorbed her words. Then, without hesitation, he leaned in and kissed her forehead gently, his lips lingering against her skin. "I’m sorry, Helen," he murmured, pulling back just enough to meet her gaze. "I need to go to the orphanage tomorrow. There’s something fishy going on there. I wish I could tell you what it is, but you’ve got to believe me."

Hearing his answer, Helen’s face fell, the flicker of hope in her chest extinguished like a candle snuffed out by the wind. That wasn’t the response she had been hoping for. Not even close. Junior, seeing her disappointment, cupped her face in his hands, his thumbs brushing lightly over her cheeks. "I’ll make it up to you, love," he promised, his voice steady and sincere. "I’ll fix a date where we can go out, just the two of us. I promise."

Helen’s lips curved into a small smile, though the ache in her chest remained. "You promise, right?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Junior nodded, his eyes never leaving hers. "Yes, I do."

With that, Helen leaned in and kissed him, her lips warm and lingering against his. "I love you," she whispered, her voice filled with happiness despite the lingering sting of disappointment. And then, driven by a sudden surge of desire, she took the lead.

She straddled him, her body moving with purpose as she guided his hands to her hips. Junior didn’t resist, letting her set the pace as she lowered herself onto him, taking him deep into her pussy. Her movements were slow, deliberate, each rise and fall driving him wild. The heat between them was almost unbearable, their bodies moving together in perfect harmony.

But Helen wasn’t done. After a few moments, she shifted, lifting herself off him and guiding his cock to her other entrance. Junior hesitated, his breath catching in his throat as he realized what she wanted. But Helen met his gaze with a look of pure desire, her eyes dark with need. "Trust me," she whispered, her voice low and husky.

And he did. With a groan, he pressed into her again, this time sliding into her asshole. The sensation was tight, almost unbearable, but Helen moved with him, easing the way as she rocked back and forth. Junior’s hands gripped her thighs, his breath coming in sharp gasps as he lost himself in the rhythm. Helen’s moans filled the room, her body trembling with pleasure as she took him deeper and deeper.

Finally, she leaned forward, her lips brushing his ear. "Come inside me," she whispered, her voice husky with need.

Junior didn’t need to be told twice. With a growl, he thrust into her pussy one last time, his release exploding inside her in a hot, pulsing wave. Helen cried out, her body convulsing around him as she came undone, their pleasure merging into one perfect, blissful moment.

As they caught their breath, Junior pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her tightly. "I meant what I said," he murmured, his voice thick with emotion. "I’ll make it up to you. You’re everything to me, Helen."

She nestled into his embrace, her heart swelling with love and desire. "I know," she whispered, her lips curving into a smile. "And you’re everything to me too."

"I love you ," she whispered, her voice tender yet carrying a teasing edge. Her fingers traced idle patterns on his chest, feeling the steady thrum of his heartbeat beneath her fingertips. She could feel junior still inside her, warm and spent, but she wasn’t ready to let go just yet.

Junior’s hand brushed through her hair, his touch gentle. "You’re incredible," he murmured, his voice low and gravelly. "Every time with you... it’s like the first time all over again."

Helen smiled, a small, secretive thing that made his heart skip a beat. "Good," she said, her tone light but laced with intention. She shifted slightly, pulling herself up so she could look down at him, her hands resting on his shoulders. "But I’m not done with you yet."

His brows furrowed in confusion, though there was a spark of curiosity—and anticipation—in his eyes. "What do you mean?"

She didn’t answer with words. Instead, she leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to his lips. It started as something sweet, chaste even, but then her tongue dipped into his mouth, coaxing a low groan from him. Her hands slid down his chest, over his stomach, until they reached the base of his still-hard cock.

Junior’s breath hitched as her fingers wrapped around him, her grip firm but not too tight. "Helen..." he began, but she cut him off with another kiss, this one deeper, more insistent.

"Let me clean you up," she murmured against his lips, her voice husky. There was no room for argument in her tone, only a quiet command that sent shivers down his spine. She pulled back just enough to meet his gaze, her eyes dark with desire. "Trust me."

He swallowed hard, nodding faintly. He did trust her—he always had. And when it came to Helen, he knew better than to resist.

Her smile widened, and she lowered herself, her lips grazing the sensitive skin of his inner thigh. Her breath was hot against him, making his muscles tense in anticipation. She took her time, her lips trailing upward, brushing over his hip bone, his stomach, until she reached the base of his cock.

Junior’s hands fisted the sheets, his knuckles turning white. "Jesus, Helen..."

She hummed softly, the vibrations sending a jolt of pleasure through him. Then, without warning, she pressed her lips to the tip of his cock, her tongue flicking out to taste him. The sensation was electric, and he groaned, his head falling back against the pillows.

Helen’s tongue swirled around him, slow and deliberate, savoring every inch of him. Her hands held him steady, her touch both grounding and electrifying. She took him deeper into her mouth, her lips sliding down his length with practiced ease. Her movements were unhurried, almost reverent, as if she wanted to memorize every detail of him.

Junior’s hips bucked instinctively, but she held him down, her grip tightening just enough to keep him in place. "Easy," she murmured, her voice muffled but unmistakable. "Let me take care of you."

He exhaled sharply, forcing himself to relax. Easier said than done when she was doing that. Her mouth was pure sin, her tongue working him expertly, drawing out every ounce of pleasure. His moans filled the room, raw and unrestrained, and she seemed to revel in them, her own breaths quickening with each sound he made.

When she finally pulled back, leaving him wet and glistening, he thought he might lose his mind. But she wasn’t done. Not by a long shot.

Her eyes locked onto his as she brought her lips to the tip of his cock again, this time taking him fully into her mouth. He watched her, mesmerized, as she moved, her cheeks hollowing with each suck. The sight alone was enough to make him come undone, but it was the way she looked at him—like he was everything—that pushed him over the edge.

Junior’s back arched off the bed, his release hitting him like a tidal wave. Helen didn’t falter. She took him deeper, swallowing everything he gave her, her throat working around him until he was completely spent.

When she finally pulled away, her lips swollen and glistening, she looked up at him with a satisfied smirk. "Delicious," she purred, her voice dripping with sweetness. She ran her tongue along her bottom lip, catching the last traces of him. "Now I’ve got your kids in my tummy... and in my mouth."

Her words sent a fresh wave of heat through him, and he couldn’t help but laugh, the sound rough and breathless. "You’re something else, you know that?"

Helen shrugged, feigning innocence as she crawled back up his body to settle against him. "Just keeping things interesting," she teased, her fingers tracing lazy circles on his chest. "You don’t mind, do you?"

Junior shook his head, his arms wrapping around her. "No i don’t."