Stealing Spree

A few hours later, the sky had long taken an orange hue. It was half past five and the day was about to end. Likewise, the photoshoot that started well off in the afternoon was about to be wrapped up.

The hint of exhaustion could now be seen in Yua and the other model’s face. I mean, they’ve posed for at least twenty different apparel, each one showing more skin than the previous.

As I had guessed earlier, the finale would be the swimsuit. At the moment, both girls were being helped by the female staff and their managers to pick among the prepared swimsuits from different brands.

As for me and the other male staff in the room, we were waiting at the side.

Well, professionalism aside, there would always be times when it’s impossible not to get affected by what our eyes could see. I wouldn’t blame the males for gawking. That’s just a natural response, after all. The most important thing was that they were not giving in to temptation.

While there were those bastards like that photographer who tried to assault Yua, there were more people who were just doing their job professionally.

And surely, if the roles were reversed, females would also stare at attractive men. Sometimes, they would even try to gain their attention. As evident from what I experienced today when I was walking around this building.

“Let’s wrap things up with you two standing side by side while showcasing the swimsuit you picked. Just so you know, there’s a high chance that the cover page will be chosen among the swimsuit shots from the three categories.”

As the female staff as well as the managers dispersed from the side where the cubicle was located, the director clapped her hand, alerting the languid workers to start doing their job. Furthermore, the two girls who were now in their chosen swimsuits started walking confidently side by side until they reached the set prepared for it.

An artificial beach set.

However, because no more natural light could be directed from outside, they make do with brighter lights that could partly mimic what summer sunlight would look like.

I guess that’s better than letting them be burned by the sun… The quality would surely be lower than the one taken on a real beach though. In any case, the fact that the magazine was only for showcasing trendy clothes for the upcoming season, there shouldn’t be that much of a problem with it.

“What do you think, Onoda-kun? Does it suit Yua?”

When Auntie Misora walked away from the set, she stood next to me and asked for my opinion.

As for the girl in question, she’s facing me, showcasing her alluring figure. The swimsuit she picked was a bright orange two-piece bikini. It fully complemented her hair. A sarong was wrapped around her waist, partially covering her lower body.

However, instead of giving her the conservative look, it further highlighted her curves as well as her slender legs that sometimes peeked out at her every movement.

I admit, that’s too tempting even for me. The anticipation of putting my hands on it again and caressing it flooded my mind.

Without letting go of the girl, I excused ourselves to Auntie, Mashiro-san, and the director before walking out of that studio.

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Instead of going straight to their dressing room, I brought Yua to an empty room that I managed to find earlier. It’s almost the same as the room where I met Juri.

Why?

Does it still need to be asked? Obviously, it’s for both of us to finally get the chance to satisfy each other…

Even without talking about it, the two of us understood each other. And when she found us alone in an empty room, Yua let go of any inhibitions as she fully expressed her desire for me.

And likewise, I reciprocated it with the same intensity and filled it with my affection for her.

What happened last night and earlier this morning was proven not enough.

Now that we have a chance for ourselves, we’re definitely going to make full use of it.

At the moment, I had Yua lean onto the wall behind her. One of her legs was lifted by me as I stepped closer, my fully-erected length pressing into her sacred place.

The sarong wrapped around her waist was already thrown to the side and the only thing preventing me from thrusting into her was the thin fabric of her bikini.

We stared into each other’s eyes, confirming our inexhaustible desire.

Even though we’d already exchanged kisses and made love to each other countless times than we could count, our mutual hunger would never be sated.

“Ruki… deeper. Put it in deeper! I love you!”

As I parted the small fabric preventing our direct connection, Yua’s seductive voice became music to my ears.

Answering that wish of hers, my hips moved ever so slowly. In the next second or two, the two of us watched my cock get swallowed in her sacred place, a little at a time.

And when it fully disappeared from our sight, Yua and I stared at one another, a very affectionate smile drawn on her lips.

Ignoring the possibility that the others in this building might start looking for us, our love bloomed once more along with our moans of pleasure.

The favor that Juri asked could still wait. For now, I’m fully committed to my girl and no one could stop us from adding more memories of making love with each other. This time, it marked her successful return to the modeling world.