The delicate sound of water against Sana's bare skin echoed through the room. The place she had taken him to was a love hotel, according to her own words, though she had never been to one before. She only knew about it from conversations with her classmates.
Just as Noah desired, they didn't need to present IDs or documents. They simply paid at an automatic booth and were given the key to the room.
Noah devoured some onigiris, accompanied by tea, that they had bought at a nearby store. His eyes, unable to avoid it, wandered towards the shower, which seemed deliberately designed to offer no privacy. Given what people usually did in that type of hotels, it was no surprise.
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Noah approached the window, cautiously observing the city lights that flickered in the distance. So far, it didn't seem like anyone had followed them. It was strange, but a good news.
The room was decorated with a touch of discreet elegance, which surprised him. He didn't expect a hotel designed purely for sex to have such a sophisticated ambiance.
Sana, wrapped in a towel, came out of the bathroom, her hair still wet and her skin glowing. She directed her gaze at Noah with a playful and curious smile. Why was he acting like this? Was it because of what happened with sensei? Sana felt a bit confused. She didn't think it was Noah's fault; he had simply helped her. And although his presence in the house seemed strange, she was willing to testify in his favor if any legal problem arose.
Of course, it was possible that there would be no problem at all. Maybe Airi or Marina would find him and call an ambulance. Sana felt no pity at all for sensei; whether he lived or died, she didn't care in the slightest.
She sat gracefully on the bed, crossing her legs while drying her hair with a towel.
"—Nee, kuma-chan. What's wrong?" asked Sana, her voice soft and curious.
Noah didn't take his gaze off the window as he responded. "It's strange that they didn't follow us after hurting someone from the cartel. They usually are quite vengeful."
Sana looked at him confused. Cartel? Noah seemed like a good and kind guy. But sometimes he sounded a bit crazy.
"—Ehmm, I don't think anyone is following us, kuma-chan. You should take a shower. We sweated a lot... ♡" said Sana, remembering what they had done in the living room a few hours before. Her breathing became heavier and her thighs began to rub against each other.
Noah hesitated for a few seconds before heading to the shower. He took off his clothes with some uncertainty before getting under the shower.
Sana watched through the glass partition, her eyes shining with a mix of shyness and anticipation. "Did he also see me showering?" she wondered, her voice barely a breathy whisper.
Noah took a moment to enjoy the warm water falling on his skin, trying to relax. He closed his eyes, letting the sound of the water drown out his worries.
Sana, meanwhile, watched every movement of Noah through the glass. Her heart raced, and she couldn't help but touch herself. The towel fell on the bed, while her fingers roamed her groin, producing wet sounds. She watched Noah, biting the sheet, and began to feel attracted by the way the water slid down his body. The memories of him embracing her on the sofa only amplified the pleasure.
"—It's not enough," she murmured, unsatisfied, but didn't stop.
Finally, Noah came out of the shower, wrapping himself in a towel. He felt more relaxed, but as he exited the bathroom, he found Sana on the bed, her gaze fixed on him. The towel that covered her had slipped, revealing her tempting body.
"—Nee, kuma-chan ♡" began Sana, her voice soft and agitated. "Do you want to do it again ♡?" she exclaimed, slightly opening her legs, inviting him to join her.
Noah hesitated for a moment, wondering if there were still residues of the spray. But thinking that, anyway, he had already impregnated her, he approached as he took off the towel. He positioned himself next to her, and entered with a thrust, feeling the heat and tightness of her body.
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Noah lost himself in the sensation, forgetting for a moment all his worries. Sana pulled him closer, her nails running down his back as she moaned softly in his ear.
"—Ahn♡ More, don't stop, kuma-chan♡"
The rhythm of their movements accelerated, each thrust deeper and more urgent. Noah could feel Sana's heart beating against his chest, her breathing rapid and gasping.
Sana wrapped her legs around Noah's waist, pressing him against her. Their lips met in a lustful kiss, their tongues exploring and tasting. Her hands were not still, as they caressed her appetizing breasts. Pleasure increased with each second, bringing them closer and closer to climax.
Finally, with a last thrust, both reached ecstasy, their bodies trembling with pleasure. They stayed like that, entwined, catching their breath.
Noah licked Sana's neck softly, while caressing her hair. She cuddled against his chest, breathing heavily, her eyes shining with satisfaction.
"—It feels good, kuma-chan♡. Will our bodies be compatible?" she asked with a smile.
Noah returned the smile, as he caressed her thighs. Clearly, he was not yet satisfied.
Soon, the room filled again with the sweet moans of Sana.
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Late at night, Sana opened her eyes. Her body was embraced by Noah, both remaining lying on the bed. She covered her naked body with the sheet, while the slight breath of sleeping Noah blew against her shoulder.
Sana couldn't sleep; everything that had happened that day repeated in her mind. Being drugged and almost r*ped by Airi's stepfather, being rescued by a stranger named Noah who appeared out of nowhere, and having her first time with him. They even did it for hours in a hotel. Nothing seemed real, but it was obviously real.
Sana sighed as she assimilated everything that had happened. It was strange, but she had enjoyed doing it. "Do I have a high libido?" she thought. Then she imagined what would have happened if Noah hadn't appeared. Sana shivered at the thought; she probably would have enjoyed it too, because of the spray. Although inside she would have felt sick.
If given the option of being forced to do it or choosing willingly, she would obviously choose the second option without hesitation.
"—Maybe I should buy a taser and pepper spray," she murmured. She didn't want to go through that experience again. No one would try to force her to do anything again. The naive Sana no longer existed.
As for Noah, she wouldn't stay away from someone who made her feel so good.
With a calmer mind, she nestled against the young man's chest and closed her eyes.