Stealing Spree

Chapter 1193: Dare

I admit. Letting my guard down there and getting a taste of her somehow dulled my senses. In some corner of my mind, it’s asking for more. To prove to the girl that she can’t just come out all aggressive and get away with it while thinking she triumphed against me. But as someone not in our complex relationship, I better draw that line. As tempting as it was.     

“Oh-hoh? Confident in your skills, are you? Too bad, Onoda. That’s what I wanted to test.” Ignoring my answer and the way I put a hand to block her from approaching again, Mutsumi circumvented it by ducking and slipping from beneath. This was also the moment I somehow believed what Mina said. The girl was surprisingly strong enough to move me physically. Even when I pulled my hand back to once again block her, she squeezed in through that tight gap.     

Moments later, the girl settled down on one of my thighs, her arm hooked around my nape. Moreover, her other arm dropped on my crotch, trying to get a feel of what I was hiding there. I blocked her this time though; meeting her hand with mine and clasping it to prevent any more attempts from her.     

“So, it’s not about my resolve or anything related to that,” I asked as the girl started trying to wrest her hand away from mine.     

She paused for a moment and stared at me, her lips still drawing a naughty smile, “In a way, it still is. What you’re packing there made Haru-chan submit, correct? Why don’t you let me cop a feel? Or better yet, experience it for myself. By the way, I’m still a virgin, I won’t bleed anymore though. Broke it from stretching myself too much for my Taekwondo lessons.”     

Alright. This girl is too forward and aggressive. Even if this is the first time that we’ve met, I can sense that she’s not joking with it. A nod from me and she will readily get down on the bed with me.     

Nonetheless, that last part was uttered in a whisper. Furthermore, her voice carried a hint of embarrassment, albeit very faint. That’s probably her limit of shamelessness.     

She did her best not to show it. Unfortunately for her, I picked it up.     

And what should I do with that information? Use it against her, obviously.     

“If that’s what senpai wants… let’s get us to an appropriate place,” I whispered back as I enclosed my arms around her. And with her rather small stature despite her strong physical traits, I picked her up easily.     

As I started moving further into this clubroom, entered that storage room, and finally arrived at the hidden bedroom, panic gradually filled her eyes.     

The girl, while having no choice but to be carried by me, gulped down a lot of times that I already lost count of it.     

Upon dropping her on the bed and climbing up to place myself next to her, I intentionally twisted my face to put on a perverted look; licking my lips as I eyed her delectable body. I placed my hand on her navel, drawing circles around her exposed bellybutton.     

At this point, Mutsumi-senpai still had a stubborn look, not wanting to give in. Whatever she planned on this meeting with me, the girl was obstinately keen on achieving it.     

“Hmm? What’s wrong, senpai? Does this room bring back memories?” I asked. Since she’s not ticklish on that part, I stopped focusing on it. I stretched my arm further and grabbed her waist before tugging her whole body to face me.     

Unlike earlier when she seemed to be a little overwhelming, she’s now like a little animal about to be eaten by a bigger prey.     

I maintained the perverted look as I waited for her answer.     

A minute later, she opened her mouth but along with her answer, the girl hugged me back and pressed herself closer. “Y-yeah. I remembered the time I spent with Haru-chan and the other girls here. I never thought I would be here with a guy. Talk about unexpectedness.”     

“You ‘never thought’? I’m convinced you planned this, senpai. I guess I’m wrong.”     

“We’re alone back there. That’s why I never accounted that you’ll be carrying me here. Onoda, you’re some expert at this.”     

She’s not denying that it’s her plan anymore. What a bold girl.     

“Isn’t that what you’re trying to say earlier? That I made them submit with my bed skills. Taking your first time on a bed is just appropriate.”     

“Uh-huh. That must be your famed ‘consideration’. Not bad, I’m impressed, Onoda.” Mutsumi-senpai chuckled as she placed a hand on my cheek before reaching in to kiss me again.     

But before she could reach it, I raised a finger between us. Her lips ended up kissing it.     

Perhaps finding that move from me as unpleasant, her eyebrows twitched as she narrowed her eyes.         

I ignored that and responded to her words, “Why, thank you. Now senpai, when are you backing down? We still have another topic to discuss, right?”     

Actually, we’re running out of time so… it’s better if we finished with this ‘test of resolve’ she came up with.     

“Back down? That’s not gonna happen, Onoda. And if you’re talking about the clubhouse, we don’t need to have a discussion about it. Just leave everything to me.” Waving her hand in front of me, she then grasped my arm and pulled it down, removing the barrier of the finger between our lips.     

And as soon as that happened, Mutsumi-senpai continued with what she was about to do earlier. Our lips touched and her tongue came invading once more.     

Alright. Looks like this little conversation allowed her to regain her composure back. Now, the panic in her eyes disappeared and she seemed even more eager to finish what she started.     

Starting a conversation with her was a blunder. It backfired on me.     

With the girl pouring everything into this, I naturally responded in a way to take back control of this situation.     

Kissing her back, sucking her tongue, and eventually pressing her down on the bed.     

The girl willingly opened her legs as she wrapped them around my waist.     

Minutes later, the situation continued to escalate.     

Mutsumi-senpai took my top off and the girl allowed me to pull her crop top off of her, revealing a thin sleeveless undershirt and a sports bra underneath it.     

My hand slipped inside and pulled up the garter of her sports bra to reveal her jiggly mountain peaks.     

Even when I did that, the girl only put on a rather sexy smile as she pushed my head down to it, her intention clearer than any purified water.     

But to get back at her, I grabbed one of her hands to reach down to my bulge and slipped it inside my pants. Her fingers instantly grasped my length and started rubbing it without any hesitation.     

Grasping both of her supple bosoms and squeezing them, the tip of her nipples became more emphasized as it poked her undershirt.     

Under her expecting eyes, she watched me take them both in my mouth, tasting them through the cloth.     

Mutsumi-senpai bit her finger, preventing herself from moaning but her eyes remained fixed on me. And no doubt, none of this was an act anymore. She’s turned on and so was I.     

Doing that for a few seconds, I gradually pulled her undershirt up to taste it directly.     

However, it was at this point that her voice once again carried her words. Perhaps, she found this to be the right moment for it.     

And honestly, I also thought it was about time for us to do something, or else, we’ll reach the point where turning back won’t be an option anymore.     

Well, I also thought that if she didn’t do something I might as well voluntarily stop and admit my defeat. She’s not one of my girls. Getting in this situation with her is already pushing it. No, it’s not wrong to say that I’m already cheating on them.     

This isn’t the same case with Kujou-senpai yesterday. This is more than that.     

“Hey, Onoda. Since we’re already at this point. Have you understood why I’m doing this with you?” She asked as she raised my head to stare directly at her.     

With that question, I quickly rearranged my thoughts to give her a satisfactory answer. One that will give us both a rest.