Netori: I Shall Steal All Of My Enemies' Women For Revenge!

Chiyo carefully opened the simple yet elegant dark blue box from Haruto's shopping bag, her fingers grazing the soft material as she revealed its contents.

A soft smile spread across her face as she took in the sight of the necklace nestled inside.

It was a stunning silver piece, the pendant showcasing a large, dark blue diamond surrounded by a ring of white diamonds, accentuating the rich hue at its center.

"Oh my, this is beautiful," she murmured, fingertips brushing over the blue gemstone.

Her gaze lingered, admiring the intricate design, but a slight worry crept in.

"This must have cost him a lot," she thought aloud, a tinge of guilt surfacing.

Memories surfaced of how she once had to rely solely on the modest pension fund left by her husband, Akihito.

But it wasn't enough since that man was a drunkard and loved gambling.

With a wistful sigh, she leaned back in the plush seat, allowing herself a moment to reflect.

"If only I'd had a way to be with Haruto and Haruka from the start… without him," she whispered, a faint edge of sadness in her voice.

Alas, Akihito was a bastard who wanted her since she resembled his late wife and would forbid her to meet the siblings before she married him.

Yet, when Chiyo turned out to be different from his idealized memory, his affection twisted into resentment, and his frustrations grew more violent.

Still, she held no regrets.

Her marriage had allowed her to shield her sister's children, to offer them a semblance of stability, however imperfect.

But now, she was happy with Haruto. This relationship might be wrong but she could be egotistical for once, right?

She took the necklace in her hands, fastening it around her neck, and admired the way the blue diamond caught the light, perfectly matching her own deep blue eyes.

A soft chuckle escaped her, remembering how thoughtful and romantic Haruto had been today.

Glancing at the clock, which read 6:00 p.m., she felt a flutter of excitement.

"I can't wait for dinner tonight," she murmured, her heart warmed at the thought of their evening ahead.

***

"Hhnnn… Asuka, we need to stop now," Haruto grunted, his voice strained as Asuka rode him like a rodeo, leaving him breathless.

Her hips rose and fell in a fast rhythm, each motion sending a fresh wave of pleasure surging through him as she took his cock deeply inside her.

"Stop? Why, Haruto?" she murmured, biting her lip with a playful glint in her eye.

"Do you want to go back to your 'other' woman that badly?"

Her teasing only seemed to fuel her desire, and she lifted herself just enough before sinking back down, her body trembling with the sensation.

Though close to climax, she resisted, determined to keep control, teasing him with each shift of her hips.

Her hands roamed over his abdomen, her fingers tracing the lines of his toned muscles, her lips finding their way to his chest, where she left soft, suggestive kisses.

The light marks of her lipstick contrasted with his skin, and she smiled in satisfaction as she noticed them.

"Hey, don't leave any marks," he protested, breath hitching as her mouth trailed down his torso.

She smirked. "Hmm, but you're mine, aren't you? Is it so wrong for me to leave a little mark on what belongs to me?"

Her tongue flicked against his neck, following up with a gentle bite that made him shiver.

"Besides," she whispered, seductive, "your lady might need to get used to… sharing."

Her words only made his pulse quicken as her pussy tightened around his cock, her body responding to every subtle movement as she continued riding him.

Haruto's hands gripped her waist tightly, surrendering to her control even as he struggled to keep his composure.

He could feel himself teetering on the edge, but Asuka, in her own way, seemed intent on keeping him there, drawing out every bit of pleasure for both of them.

His thrusts struck that perfect spot inside her, drawing soft moans of pleasure as he pushed deeper.

"Nngh… there it is again," she gasped, her voice edged with both pleasure and the subtle ache of his penetration.

"Your cock… it's incredible." She felt each stroke reach new depths, a mix of pain and ecstasy coursing through her.

Haruto, on the other hand, was completely immersed in the sensation of her pussy tightening around his dick.

Her walls squeezed him, urging his hard cock for more. Yet her pace wasn't enough for his growing hunger.

He leaned down, murmuring, "Well, guess I'll just have to take control."

With a smooth but firm movement, he repositioned her beneath him, now looming over her.

She chuckled, teasingly brushing her hand over his shoulder. "Aww, someone's getting impatient," she teased, flashing him a mischievous smile.

But the playful glint in her eyes faded as he began thrusting with relentless rhythm, each movement hard and precise, like a piston.

He lifted her leg onto his shoulder, plunging even deeper until his hips pressed firmly against her, driving them both faster and harder.

"AHHH! HARUTO!" she cried, her voice rising uncontrollably, a raw mixture of pleasure and surrender spilling from her lips.

Her moans filled the room, mingling with the rhythmic creak of the sofa beneath them and the slick sounds of their bodies moving together.

He could feel her pussy becoming even wetter, her body quivering around him as if begging to reach the peak.

Her hips bucked against him, her voice rising.

"Nnngh! I'm going to cum!" she cried out, gripping his arms as her body tightened around him, pulling him in with her.

With a final, deep thrust, they both found release, her body shuddering beneath him as he spilled into her, each pulse matched by her own trembling, drawing out every last ounce of their shared pleasure.

As their breathing began to slow, he leaned down, brushing his lips close to her ear. "This… this is it for now," he said, still catching his breath. "I need to go."

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