Chapter 3 — Winter Affair – Episode 1: The First Forbidden Beginning in the Car (3)

Deep in the early morning hours, the world outside the window lay still and silent, but inside the room, the heat had never truly cooled. The bed was tangled with sweat-soaked sheets, damp with bodily fluids, and she lay collapsed against me, breathing heavily, her body limp in my arms. But the quiet lasted only a few fleeting minutes.

She lifted her head from my chest and found my lips again—her kiss sweet yet rough, as if steeped in liquor. She bit my lip, tangled her tongue with mine, saliva slipping between us as desire flared back to life.

"Darling... I still want you... I want more..."

She whispered it, her eyes glistening.

I answered not with words, but by spreading her legs and running my palm along the soft inner thigh. She was already wet. It hadn't been long since I'd last come, yet her body was ready again.

I laid her back on the bed and lifted her legs onto my shoulders. My cock was already hard, fully erect once more.

I pressed the tip against her entrance and felt the slick heat even through my fingertips. Without hesitation, I thrust my hips forward. With a wet suck, I plunged deep inside.

"Hiyat!! Aaaahhh!!"

She gripped the sheets with both hands, her entire body trembling.

The rhythm was rough from the start. Our bodies already knew each other too well—no need for waiting, no need for gentleness. Each thrust filled the room with wet, slapping sounds, and the bed creaked and swayed beneath us.

I grabbed her breasts, twisting and squeezing, then ran my tongue over the nape of her neck. Her eyes fluttered shut as moans spilled from her lips.

"Uaaah! Harder! Harder!"

I pounded into her relentlessly, shifting the pace faster. Pak, pak, pak—the dull thud of flesh meeting flesh blended with her slick, breathy cries.

Her walls clenched tightly around me, the inner muscles gripping like they were trying to devour my cock. She raked her nails down my back, arching her body like a bow.

"I'm... I'm... going again..."

Her whole body convulsed as the first wave of climax crashed over her. Hot fluids gushed, sliding down her thighs and soaking into the sheets.

I turned her over, pressed her face into the pillow, and made her rise onto all fours.

Grabbing her round, lifted ass, I thrust deep once more.

"Uwaah!! Aat!! Haaaah!!"

Her hips slammed against my thighs with a thudding sound. Sweat dripped down her back, and her wet hair swayed with each movement.

I gripped her hips and drove into her roughly. She muffled her voice into the pillow, trying to hold back—but then a scream tore loose.

"Aaaahhh!! No— I can't— again... I'm coming again!!"

Her channel fluttered and clenched in rapid pulses. Overwhelmed by the sensation, I buried myself as deep as I could.

"Uugh!"

Scalding cum erupted inside her, flooding her core. Thick, sticky fluid spilled out, running down her thighs and pooling on the sheets.

She collapsed face-down onto the bed, utterly spent. Her sweat-slicked skin glistened in the dim lamplight, and her back still trembled faintly with aftershocks.

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my lips to her spine.

"Darling... I think I'm going crazy... I really am..."

Her voice wavered, on the verge of tears, but her eyes still burned with thirst. I smiled faintly and whispered into her ear.

"It's still dawn. Tonight isn't over yet."