Apocalypse King: Recruiting S-Tier Beauties With My Ruler System
Chapter 133: A Sweet Little Shower [R18]

Chapter 133: A Sweet Little Shower [R18]

The moment of excitement faded.

Shen Yifei looked up at me, blinking through the mess.

Her face was flushed, smeared with cum — across her cheek, nose, even a long streak clinging to her temple. A line drooled down from her chin to her chest, tracing the curve of one breast. One thick bubble slid over her lips, barely caught before it could drip into her lap.

She scowled.

"Y-You...!" Her voice cracked, hoarse and raw from how deep I’d been. "Why did you cum on my face? I—I could’ve swallowed it!"

She pointed at me accusingly, twintails bouncing with each indignant twitch.

"And now look! It’s in my hair, on my chest—my leg!" She slapped the inside of her thigh, where a fat glob had landed and was slowly sliding downward. "What am I supposed to wear now?!"

I didn’t answer.

I just looked at her.

At the contrast between her pout and the way her body glistened — her soft skin streaked in white, hair stuck to her cheek, thighs spread and glistening from earlier.

She was trying to be angry. But all I could see was the prettiest girl I’d ever ruined.

Before she could keep complaining, I stepped forward, slipped one arm behind her back, the other beneath her thighs, and lifted her into the air.

"Wha—!?" She flailed a little. "W-Wait, what are you—?"

I held her bridal style, her bare skin warm in my hands, the curve of her hips pressing into my palms. Her arms clung to my neck, mostly from instinct.

"Putting you in the shower," I said simply.

"You better not—" She stopped when she saw my expression. My lips curved into a quiet smile.

Then I gave her a light squeeze.

She yelped. "John!"

Her body pressed closer, thighs curling tighter around my side. She hid her face in my shoulder, and her breath tickled my neck.

"Shut up," I growled while carrying her toward the bathroom.

The water steamed around us, fogging the mirror and warming the tiled walls. I stood behind her, both of us already soaked. My hands moved through her hair, slow and methodical, working the shampoo into thick white foam.

"Don’t go rough," Yifei muttered. "If you pull on the bands again, I’ll—ah!"

I gently undid her twintails, letting her wet hair fall down her back.

"You’re hopeless," she grumbled, pouting under the stream.

"And you’re beautiful."

"L-Like I’m falling for that again..."

But her voice softened.

I massaged her scalp, letting my fingers sink into her hair, rubbing gentle circles. She relaxed without realising, head leaning back into my chest. Her bare back pressed against me, soft and wet, skin warm from the heat.

My cock, already hard again, throbbed between us.

She stiffened.

"...It’s poking me."

"It missed you."

"Idiot..."

But she didn’t move away.

My hands slid down. I lathered more soap and dragged it over Yifer’s shoulders, then down — palms full of her breasts. I squeezed gently, kneading the soft weight, thumbs brushing her nipples.

"Haa... Nnng—"

She closed her mouth, squeezing her lips together, while trying not to make a sound. To stop her moans from leaking..

I kissed Yifei’s delicate neck, nibbling before I whispered in her ear. "You’re moaning."

"I-I’m not—mnh—"

Shlick.

I pinched one nipple and rolled it, while my other hand slid down her stomach, fingers parting the soft folds between her legs. Her thighs twitched as she struggled to breathe, looking back with a lovely expression.

"You’re soaked here too."

"L-lying bastard—ah! John... don’t—!"

Her hips jerked as my fingers circled her clit, slow and steady.

She grabbed my wrist, but didn’t stop me.

I kissed the back of her neck, then her shoulder.

Her voice cracked. "Stop teasing..."

"You want more?"

"...Shut up."

But her hips started moving. Grinding against my hand. Against my cock, trapped between her cheeks.

Thump... thump...

My cock slipped between her ass — hot and stiff, sliding up and down with the motion of her hips.

She looked down.

"...You’re rubbing it between—ah—my ass...!"

"You’re the one moving."

"I’m not—"

But she placed her hands on the wall anyway.

Bent slightly forward.

Her thighs pressed together. Her back arched. She pushed back more deliberately now, rubbing herself on me, moaning into the steam as her ass squeezed my shaft with every motion.

Shlick... thmp... thmp...

"John... aah... if you keep—rubbing it there—mmn... I’ll—"

I stroked her clit again.

Her whole body shook.

She moaned louder, hips rocking back against me without hesitation now. My cock slipped between her cheeks again and again, wet from the shower and Yifei’s slippery petals, leaking honey.

"Say it," I whispered, breath hot against her neck. "Say what you want."

"I want... I want it inside," Yifei whispered. "But... but like this... first..."

She reached back and spread her ass wider for me.

"Rub it more. Make me cum like that."

Yifei’s plump buttocks jiggled as her soft blonde hair glistened from the shower, and her sticky juices dripped from her parted lips.

Her grip on the wall tightened.

I slid one hand around her waist and held her still, the other guiding my cock as I pushed it back between her thighs — thick, swollen, pressed tight between the soft press of her ass and dripping pussy.

Thmp... thmp... shlick...

The tip rubbed along her lower lips with each thrust. Not inside, but close. Each time my tip kissed her entrance, Yifei’s little ass bounced, almost letting my cock slide right into her tight little cunt.

She couldn’t stay quiet anymore. Her hips rolled with mine, and she kept looking back — eyes glassy, lips wet.

"F-Feels weird... haa... nnnn—John..."

"You like it." My voice was rough now. Low. "Grinding on my cock like a desperate little slut."

"Don’t say it like—aaah!~"

I drove forward harder, slapping against her cheeks. My length slid along her folds, pressing up against her clit with each pass.

She jolted. "Mmn! Aah—nnghh!"

"Listen to the sounds you make."

"This is what you are when you’re with me."

Thmp... thmp... shlick... shlick...

Her thighs were soaked. Her juices mixed with the water, coating me completely. She moaned louder, back arching more.

"Y-You’re mean..." she whispered, but her voice cracked. "M-Maybe I like it..."

"You do," I growled, thrusting harder between her legs.

"You love getting used like this. You want me to ruin every part of you."

Her breath hitched, then turned to broken moans.

"Ah—aaahhn~! I—John—I’m gonna—!"

I reached down and rubbed her clit again.

Fast. Rough. Overstimulation building.

"Cum for me, Yifei."

"I—!"

"Cum on my cock, even if it’s not inside. Show me how dirty you can be."

She cried out.

Her legs buckled.

And I watched Yifei reach bliss. Her body convulsed, ass squeezing tight, juices bubbling down her inner thighs as she moaned against the wall, voice high and choked and sweet.

"Jooohn~! Mnh—nnnnghh—haa~!"

Yifei’s moans melted into soft, breathy whimpers. Her fingers dragged down the tiles. Her body trembled against me, weak and powerless.

I didn’t stop.

I kept grinding.

Letting her feel the weight of my cock sliding between her sensitive thighs while she came again — twitching and gasping.

When she slumped against the wall, I leaned in, kissed her neck, and whispered:

"Good girl."

Yifei turned her head slowly, face flushed, lips open, steam curling around her bangs.

Her voice was weak and raspy.

"...Can I have it inside now?"

Lovely.

"I want to feel it... for real this time."

The tower barely clung to her body, while she trembled in my arms, she was far too cute.

We were both still dripping — water running in slow trails down our skin, leaving damp footprints along the polished floor. Her wet hair clung to her cheeks and neck, and mine hung over my brow, heavy from the steam.

Neither of us said a word.

I carried her past the living room, down the long hallway that led to the back of the building, to the large bedroom I’d claimed as my own. The lights on low, and air cooler than the bathroom, and the sheets were freshly replaced.

Yifei wrapped her arms around me tighter, just enough to pull my attention to her as I stepped inside my huge room.

The bed was bigger than king-size, and soft, as I placed her down and started to dry her body, brushing and rubbing her body with the towel that slipped off her shoulders. Once dry, she lay back and sank into the mattress with a cute sigh.

I grabbed another from the nearby rack and began drying her off — slow, steady strokes along her arms, her legs, her hips.

Shen Yifei looked up at me through damp bangs and lay back, one knee bent, her thighs spread apart, flashing a glimpse of her golden hair, and arms resting loosely beside her head.

Then her eyes drifted lower.

My cock stood tall — thick, veiny, curved slightly upward, the swollen tip flushed dark and twitching with every heartbeat.

Her breath caught.

"...It’s still hard?"

I smiled, stepping closer to the edge of the bed.

"For you?"

My voice dropped.

"Always."

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