Chapter 75: Eating Dinner
He dropped to his knees right between her parted legs, leaning in to deliver a slow, hot drag of his tongue across her outer pussy.
"AH—!"
Mira’s back instantly arched off the counter, her mind completely went blank from the single touch of his warm mouth.
Grasping her soft, plush thighs to hold her firmly in place, Eren buried his face straight into her, taking her in entirely. He drove his tongue deep inside her warm, swirling and drinking in the sweet, intoxicating taste of her arousal without a single shred of restraint.
The pleasure tore through Mira’s senses like wildfire. Abandoning every drop of her usual composure, she held her fingers into his hair, pushing his head against her while her thighs clamped around his cheeks, sandwiching him against her body.
"Fuck... ahhh! I love this!" Mira cried out shamelessly, her toes curling as she shuddered under the divine assault. "My Young Master... my sugar daddy is eating my pussy so good... don’t stop!"
After minutes of trying to hold back against the relentless, heavenly pleasure at her pussy, Mira’s endurance reached its absolute limit.
"Eren... ah! I’m... I’m cumming!" she squealed out, her hips twitching uncontrollably against the counter.
Did that stop him? Absolutely not. Eren held her thighs firmly in place, continuing his devouring rhythm even as her sweet lady-fluids spilled out. He drank in every single drop of her climax without hesitation, savoring the richness of her surrender.
Only after her body finished quivering did Eren finally pull back. He casually wiped his wet lips with the back of his hand, looking up to take in the sight of his maid. Mira was slumped back against the kitchen counter, her flushed face completely dazed, her green eyes glassy with total, post-climax bliss.
"Alright, now that the appetizer is out of the way, let’s eat the actual dinner."
Mira offered a slow, drowsy nod with a silly smile.
She moved around the kitchenette, plating the spiced lamb and serving him a generous portion. She then sat right across from him, still wearing nothing but that scandalous, frilly apron without a single shred of shame. After all, why bother feeling embarrassed in front of her boyfriend when it was just the two of them in private?
Once they finished enjoying the delicious meal—which Eren had to admit was top-tier culinary work—Mira stood up and began washing the dishes in the sink.
Eren walked over, leaning against the counter beside her. "Hey, Mira. Can I get your hand for a second?"
Mira paused, looking at him with an adorable, confused tilt of her head—similar to Emma’s earlier that morning. Still, she gladly turned off the tap, wiped her hand, and extended it toward him without hesitation.
Eren reached out her hand and gently held it. He retrieved the second bound ring, and gently slid it onto her finger. The simple yet refined, expensive-looking ring adorned her perfectly.
"Never take it off," Eren instructed, his blue eyes looking into hers with a deep seriousness. "Consider it a promise between us."
Mira stared at her hand in awe. "Young Master... what is this?"
Eren held up his left hand, showing her his own master ring. "It’s a bound ring. If you’re ever in danger, it’ll vibrate and guide me straight to you. And... well, it’s my first official gift to my girlfriends."
Mira’s breath hitched. She looked down at the gleaming ring on her finger, then back up at Eren’s gentle expression. She could stop the tears of joy welled up in the corners of her eyes.
"Eren...!"
Driven by unfiltered emotion, Mira launched herself forward with so much force that she knocked him completely off his balance. The two of them went tumbling down onto the hard floor, but Eren wrapped his arms around her and took the brunt of the fall to protect her.
Sitting atop his lap with her bare legs framing his hips, Mira didn’t hesitate for a single second. She cupped his cheeks with both hands, leaned down, and pressed her soft, plump lips against his in a deep, passionate kiss.
She pulled back slightly. "I love you, Eren. You are the only man I will... ever love. The only person I’ll ever spend the rest of my life with."
With wasting time, Mira folded the apron down between the valley of her tits. Her magnificent, heavy mounds bounced freely into the open air, her hardened pink nipples fully exposed and practically begging for his touch.
Rising slightly onto her knees, she hovered above his lower body, giving him clear access. Eren didn’t waste a single second and slid down his pants to release his little brother who’s already battle stance.
Mira wrapped her delicate fingers around his shaft, positioning the warm, throbbing tip directly at her drenched cave entrance. Her eyes gleamed with playful, lustful determination. "I’m going to drain you completely dry today, Young Master."
"Challenge accepted, sweet maid. Let’s see who surrenders first."
Matching his confident smile, Mira slowly sank her hips down. Her tight, burning walls clamped around his cock like a vacuum, swallowing every single inch of his length. A breathless, high-pitched yelp escaped her throat as she took him all the way to her core. She paused for a brief second, holding her breath to adjust to the intense fullness filling her up.
In meantime, Eren cupped both of her massive boobs in his hands, kneading the plush mounds and enjoying their weight before sliding his palms down to grip her waist, ready to guide her rhythm.
The red-haired beauty began pumping her hips up and down, her hot interior clutching his rod with desperate, rhythmic pulses. Leaning forward, she unbuttoned his shirt and trailed her tongue across his bare chest, licking his skin as her movements grew faster and faster.
No matter how many times she took his cock, she was simply no match for his ridiculous endurance. Her dignified maid persona completely dissolved, replaced by shameless, dirty moaning as she rode him like a slut. Eren lay back, thoroughly enjoying the burning friction of her inner walls threatening to milk him completely dry.
Thap! Thap! Thap!
After many minutes of loud, wet skin-slapping, breathless gasps, and chaotic moaning echoing through the dorm room, the familiar, intense twitching surged through Eren’s dick.
"Mira... I’m about to nut," Eren grunted out, his grip tightening on her hips.
Mira looked down at him with bliss-filled eyes, refusing to slow down her pace. "Release it! Give me everything, Eren! Flood me!"