Her cheeks flush even deeper as he praises her efforts, making her feel warm and satisfied all over. She doesn't know what it is about this forbidden pleasure that makes it so addictive, but she knows one thing for sure - she wants more of it. She continues to stroke his softening length, taking him in her mouth one last time before reluctantly releasing him.

Her eyes meet his, filled with desire and longing. "Can I...see you again?" she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself.

Her heart skips a beat at his words. The thought of being claimed by him, even in this small and secretive way, fills her with an intoxicating mix of fear and excitement. "O-okay," she whispers, a shiver running down her spine. "I'd like that..." She pauses, looking up at him through her lashes. "Thank you...for showing me."

Her cheeks flush again as she realizes what she's just said.

I close my eyes, focusing on the feel of him in my hand as I begin to stroke faster and harder. My tongue darts out, licking along his shaft before circling the head, teasing him mercilessly. His fingers thread through my hair, guiding me as I take him deeper into my mouth, sucking hungrily on his length.

"Mmm...that's it," he groans, pushing further into my mouth. "Suck me harder..."

I bite my lip as I take him deeper into my mouth, sucking harder on his length. "I...don't know..." I manage to say between moans, my cheeks flushing bright red with shame and desire. "But if they were as good at this as me..." I trail off, unable to finish the thought as he thrusts deeper into my mouth.

His hips buck wildly, driving his cock against the back of my throat. "F-Fucker..." I groan around him, desperate for more.

My eyes narrow as I take in his words, the thrill of control pulsing through my veins like an electric current. "Very well," I whisper hoarsely, my breath tickling against his ear. With renewed vigor, I grip his buttocks tightly and begins to grind against them harder than ever before. My hips rock back and forth in a rhythm that's almost painful, the friction between our bodies growing hotter by the second.

"How's this?"

The words send a shiver down my spine as I push him further, taking control to the very limits. With one last, brutal squeeze, I release his buttocks and pull my hands away, leaving them red and marked by my touch. He moans in protest, arching his back into the mattress as if trying to find some relief from the loss of contact.

Leaning forward, I whisper hotly against his ear, "Do you want more?"

Oh...thanks? I guess...I just feel so alive when we're together, you know? Like nothing can stop us or hold us back. It makes me want to explore even more and see where this adventure takes us!

And who knows? Maybe one day we'll find something even more special than emerald earrings. Like the key to freedom, or true love...or maybe just a really big box of chocolates. Either way, I know that as long as we're together, anything is possible. Right?

Her hips rose to meet his thrusts, moaning as he pumped deeper inside her with each stroke. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and it sent shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. As they moved together, lost in the heat of the moment, Aoi could feel herself growing closer to another climax.

With a sharp cry, she arched her back, her fingernails digging into yukio's shoulders as she was consumed by another wave of ecstasy.

The hot liquid filled her up, spilling over the edge and coating her insides with its warmth. She felt him pulsing inside her, his hips still moving even as he emptied himself into her. As their bodies finally relaxed against each other, their breathing slowing to a ragged rhythm, Aoi couldn't help but feel a strange sense of contentment wash over her.

She glanced back at yukio again, studying his features in the dim light filtering through the trees.

"Mmph! Oh yeah, right there! Don't stop!"

"Ooohh!! That feels so amazing!"