I Got Reincarnated As The Ntr Protagonist In An Online Game-Chapter 58: Lets have Sex R18

"Emma—ouch!" Junior groaned, wincing at the sharp pain in his body.

"Oh! Sorry!" Emma quickly loosened her hold, but she didn’t pull away entirely. Instead, she rested her head on his chest, listening to the steady rhythm of his heartbeat. "I just... I’m so happy you’re okay," she murmured, her voice muffled against him.

Junior chuckled softly despite the pain, his hand coming up to rest lightly on her back. "I’m happy too. I couldn’t bear to see you cry like that again," he said, his tone teasing but affectionate.

Emma pulled back just enough to look at him, her cheeks flushed. "You always say things like that," she said, pouting slightly, though the smile tugging at her lips betrayed her true feelings.

Junior grinned. "Because it’s true."

Emma shook her head with a laugh, but then her expression grew serious. She leaned closer, her face mere inches from his. "I love you," she said softly, her voice trembling with emotion.

Junior’s eyes widened slightly, but then he smiled warmly. "I love you too," he replied, his voice steady and sincere.

Emma’s eyes glistened, and before Junior could say anything more, she pressed her lips against his. The kiss was deeper this time, filled with all the emotions they’d been holding back.

When she finally pulled away, her face was flushed, and her breathing was uneven. "Junior..." she began, hesitating slightly.

"What is it?" Junior asked, his brows furrowing slightly in concern.

Emma bit her lip, her cheeks turning a deeper shade of red. "Can we... do it?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Junior’s eyes widened, his mind racing at her words. "Emma... are you sure?" he asked, his voice cautious but gentle.

Emma nodded, her eyes meeting his with unwavering determination. "I’ve never been more sure about anything," she said. "I almost lost you, Junior. I don’t want to waste any more time. I want to be with you... completely."

Junior’s heart raced at her words. He reached up, brushing a strand of hair away from her face. "Emma... I love you,lets have sex "

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The air felt thick, charged with an energy that made Emma’s breath hitch as she stood at the edge of the bed. Junior lay there, his chest rising and falling slowly, his face calm but his eyes burning with something unspoken. She hesitated for a moment, her fingers trembling as they reached for the hem of his sleepwear.

"Let me help you," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat.

Junior didn’t speak, but his lips curled into a faint smile as he lifted his hips slightly, giving her room to slide the fabric down. As the last bit of cloth fell away, Emma froze. Her eyes widened, her cheeks flushing a deep red as she stared at the monster between his legs. It was enormous, far bigger than anything she’d ever imagined. Her mouth went dry, and she instinctively took a step back, her hands flying to her chest as if to shield herself.

"Is... is that going to go inside me?" she stammered, her voice trembling with a mix of fear and curiosity.

Junior chuckled softly, the sound low and warm. His grin widened as he propped himself up on his elbows, wincing slightly from the pain in his body but not letting it stop him. "Are you a virgin?" he asked, his tone playful yet gentle.

Emma’s blush deepened, and she looked away, her hands fidgeting nervously. "Yes, I am," she admitted quietly. "Is there... is there anything bad about being one?"

Junior’s smile softened, and despite the obvious discomfort in his movements, he managed to sit up enough to pull her into a hug. His arms wrapped around her waist, warm and reassuring. "No," he said, his voice steady and sincere. "I love virgins. That means you’re only meant for me."

Emma’s breath caught, and for a moment, she forgot how to speak. Her mind raced, her heart pounding so loudly she was sure he could hear it. She pushed him back gently, her hands pressing against his chest as she covered her face in embarrassment. "You’re such a jerk," she mumbled, though there was no real anger in her voice.

Junior laughed again, a deep, rumbling sound that sent shivers down her spine. He leaned back against the pillows, his body relaxed but his eyes still locked on hers. "Emma," he said, his voice dropping to a lower, more serious tone. "I can’t control myself around you."

Her gaze flicked downward, and she couldn’t help but notice the way his cock had grown even harder, standing tall and proud against his stomach. A small, nervous smile tugged at her lips. "Did I... did I make it like this?" she asked, her voice tinged with both awe and disbelief.

He nodded, his eyes darkening with desire. "You have no idea what you do to me."

Curiosity got the better of her, and before she could think twice, Emma reached out, her fingers brushing lightly against the length of him. She gasped softly at the heat radiating from his skin, the way it twitched under her touch. "So this is how a dick is..." she murmured, more to herself than to him.

Her hands explored cautiously, her touch hesitant but growing bolder as she felt him respond to her. Something about the way his breath hitched, the way his muscles tensed under her fingertips, emboldened her. Without another word, she began to peel off her own clothes, her movements slow and deliberate. The fabric slid down her body, pooling at her feet until she stood completely bare before him.

Junior’s eyes raked over her, his gaze intense and hungry. He didn’t say a word, but the way his jaw tightened, the way his tongue darted out to wet his lips, spoke volumes. Emma felt exposed, vulnerable, but also... excited. She felt a rush of adrenaline, a thrill that made her pulse quicken.

"Please," she whispered, her voice barely above a breath. "Be gentle with me."