The Heart System

Chapter 674: Chapter 674

I picked up the pace, my fingers moving in a steady, relentless driving motion inside her front. The wet, messy squelching sounds of her own natural lubrication echoed loudly in the quiet space between us.

Minne began to fidget frantically on my lap, her hips involuntarily rolling and lifting against my hand as she tried to chase the intense friction. She was incredibly tight, her internal muscles contracting in rapid, desperate waves around my fingers with an unbelievable amount of suction.

I went faster, my thumb firmly grinding against her swollen, hyper-sensitive clit while my fingers channeled the heat inside her core. I could feel the sudden, violent spike in her temperature, her internal walls beginning to tremble and seize violently around my hand. She was right on the absolute edge, her breathing turning into a series of panicked, shallow stutters.

For a split second, a thought crossed my mind... I could pull my hand away right now, deny her the release completely, and lock her in a state of pure frustration. But I knew exactly how the system tracked my choices; a cold move like that would immediately earn me a massive influx of points toward my Villain reputation, and right now, I didn’t want to derail the raw momentum of her complete surrender.

Before I could think on it any further, Minne completely lost control.

”Master...”

A massive, devastating climax shattered her entire body. She let out a loud, broken shriek, her mouth flying open as my fingers slipped free, her back arching to an extreme angle as she completely went rigid on my lap. Her internal walls violently convulsed, and a heavy, powerful wave of clear fluid squirted out from her center, spraying violently across the low coffee table in front of the couch, soaking the wood in a graphic display of her release. She trembled uncontrollably, completely spent and panting against my chest.

The raw, explicit sight of her squirting all over the furniture had me completely, uncontrollably hard. My cock was throbbing so violently behind my zipper it felt like it was going to tear through the fabric.

I immediately stood up, lifting her light frame effortlessly and placing Minne directly onto the hard floorboards, forcing her down onto her hands and knees.

I reached down to my waist, unbuckling my leather belt and pulling down the zipper of my pants. With a heavy thud against my abdomen, my fully erect shaft sprang completely free, thick veins bulging along the side as it throbbed in the cool air of the living room.

I looked down at her flushed face, her dazed eyes staring up at my length in absolute awe. I smiled warmly at her. ”Now, you need a little punishment for being such a bad girl, Minne.”

”Get on your back.” I said, removing my clothes completely.

Minne didn’t hesitate for a split second. She shifted on her knees, turning her body around, but instead of laying flat, she placed both of her small hands firmly onto the edge of the low coffee table behind her, using it to anchor her upper body while keeping her hips elevated. She arched her back at an extreme, beautiful angle, thrusting her pale, trembling thighs and her dripping, freshly ruined cunt directly into my line of sight. Seeing her pristine maid outfit pushed up around her waist and her completely exposed, soaking wet lower half was enough to make the blood boil in my veins.

I dropped down to my knees directly behind her, my rigid cock brushing against her smooth thighs, and buried my face straight into her swollen, flushed folds.

I began to lick her ruthlessly, my tongue flattening out to lap up the fresh, sticky mixture of her juices and the remnants of her recent squirt. Minne let out a loud, high-pitched gasp, her fingers clawing desperately into the polished wood of the coffee table as my tongue delivered long, heavy upward strokes from her opening all the way to her hyper-sensitive clit.

The wetness intensified by the second, her internal walls weeping a fresh, thick glaze that coated my lips and chin. I swirled my tongue around her tight entrance, listening to the dirty, splashing sounds of my mouth working over her hyper-sensitive core.

”You’re dripping all over the place, Minne,” I muttered against her wet skin, my breath hot and heavy against her inner thighs. ”Look at how much of a mess you’ve made on the floor. You’re just a filthy little maid who can’t control herself around her master, aren’t you?”

”Y-yes, Master... oh god, please... your tongue!” she wailed, her head tossing back as her thighs trembled violently against my shoulders. ”I’m... I’m so wet for you... it feels too good!”

I pulled back just enough to align the blunt, throbbing head of my cock with her slick entrance. With one firm, deliberate thrust of my hips, I buried my entire length straight into her tight, burning pussy.

”OH!” Minne shrieked, her voice cracking loudly as her back arched even deeper, her knuckles turning completely white from how hard she was gripping the coffee table. Her pussy instantly clamped down around my shaft like an iron vice, completely overwhelming me with an unbelievable, suffocating warmth.

”Fuck, Minne, you’re so tight,” I groaned, bracing my hands firmly on her hips as I began to pump inside her in a deep, punishing rhythm. ”You feel like you’ve never taken a dick before. Are you trying to squeeze it right off me?”

”It’s... it’s too big, Master! It’s filling me completely up!” she whimpered, a frantic, desperate edge cutting through her moans as I ruthlessly bottomed out against her core with every single forward drive. ”I’m sorry... I’m sorry for being a bad girl... please fuck me... fuck your slutty maid!”

”That’s exactly what I’m doing,” I smiled, picking up the pace until the wet, heavy slaps of my groin crashing against her bare ass cheeks filled the quiet room. ”You spent all last night watching those dirty videos, dreaming about getting stretched out like this, didn’t you? Tell me the truth.”

”I did... I did! I dreamed about your cock inside me every single night!” she confessed frantically, completely stripped of her usual shyness by the raw friction. ”I wanted you to punish me... I wanted to be your little toy!”

”You’re doing an incredible job, Minne,” I panted, shifting my angle to drive even deeper, my shaft grinding heavily against her G-spot with every stroke. ”You’re taking every single inch like a good little slut. Keep taking it.”

Her internal walls were spasming in rapid, uncontrollable waves, milking my length and generating an intense, burning heat that was driving us both straight toward the edge. Her breathing turned into a series of short, panicked gasps, her hips lifting instinctively to meet my heavy thrusts.

”Master... Master, I’m close! I’m gonna go again! I can’t hold it!” she screamed, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as the impending climax gripped her.

Instead of letting her fall over the edge normally, I reached forward, grabbing one of her slender arms and lifting it straight up over her head, exposing the smooth, pale, completely bare skin of her armpit. Without missing a single beat of my heavy, rhythmic thrusting, I leaned down and pressed my mouth directly against her soft underarm, running my warm tongue in a long, slow stroke across the hyper-sensitive skin.

And... of course. That broke her.

”OH MY GOD! MASTER!” she shrieked, a high-pitched, completely broken wail tearing from her throat.