Chapter 101 What Happen To Haruka?**



"You're so tight," he groaned, his voice rough with arousal. "It's like your body was made just for me."

Chiyo could only nod weakly, her mind clouded by the overwhelming pleasure. Every thrust sent sparks through her nerves, her body arching against him as her thighs quivered around his waist.

Her breasts bounced with each movement, the loose coat barely hiding her exposed skin.

"Haruto... I'm going to... ahhh... I'm going to cum again!" she cried out, tears forming in the corners of her eyes from the intensity.

Haruto leaned in, capturing her lips in a heated kiss that left her breathless. His tongue teased hers, their moans mingling as he continued to pound into her.

"Not yet," he growled against her lips, his hands gripping her hips harder as he drove into her at an almost brutal pace.

Chiyo sobbed against his mouth, her body shaking violently as she tried to hold back her climax.

Her pussy quivered uncontrollably around him, her juices dripping onto the ground in an ever-growing puddle.

"Good girl," Haruto praised, his voice low and commanding. "Now, cum for me, Chiyo. Show me how much you love being fucked like this."

With his permission, Chiyo let go, her body arching as her orgasm tore through her.

"HARUTO!! I'M CUMMING AGAIN!!!" she screamed, her pussy clenching around him so tightly that it milked him for all he was worth.

Her release gushed out in waves, soaking both of them as her entire body convulsed in his arms.

Haruto groaned deeply, the sight of her completely unraveling pushing him to the edge. He slammed into her one last time, burying himself as deep as he could.

His cock twitched, and with a guttural moan, he spilled inside her, filling her to the brim with his hot seed.

Chiyo shivered, her arms tightening around him as she felt his warmth spreading inside her. Her breaths came in shallow pants, her body spent but utterly satisfied.

"Haruto..." she whispered, nuzzling into his neck, her voice soft and full of affection.

Haruto smiled, pressing a gentle kiss to her temple as he held her close. "You're amazing, Chiyo," he murmured.

"But we really need to get out of here before someone catches us for real."

Despite her exhaustion, Chiyo giggled softly, her cheeks flushed with a mix of embarrassment and contentment as she nodded.

Haruto carefully adjusted her coat, ensuring her disheveled appearance was modestly covered before hoisting her onto his back.

The cool night breeze brushed against them as they left the park, its shadows providing the privacy Haruto desperately needed to avoid being seen as a pervert.

Still, the thought lingered uneasily in his mind. '

What was I even thinking, doing something like that in a public park?'

His first thought was of his drunkard father stumbling home after wasting what little money he had, but the urgency of the banging felt different.

When he opened the door, he found Haruka standing there, her body trembling and her face streaked with tears.

"Haruka?" Haruto said, startled by her state. "What happened—"

His question was cut short as she stepped forward, her voice shaking with anger and desperation.

"Brother, you need to stay away from that bitch Ayaka!"

Haruto blinked, stunned by her outburst. "How do you even know about Ayaka?" he asked, his tone suspicious.

"How do you two even know each other?"

But Haruka's distress seemed to override any sense of reason. "I don't care how! Just stay away from her!" she cried, her voice cracking.

"I hate her!"

"Haruka, calm down," Haruto said gently, placing his hands on her shoulders to steady her.

Her entire body was tense, her hands balled into fists as tears welled in her eyes.

"I don't have a relationship with Ayaka. We're just friends."

"Liar!" she shouted, her voice trembling.

"Why are you lying to me? Didn't you say you loved me?!"

The accusation struck him like a physical blow. He gazed at her, guilt and confusion swirling in his chest as he took in the pain etched across her face.

Slowly, he placed a hand on her back, trying to soothe her.

"Of course I love you, Haruka," he said softly.

But his attempt at comfort only seemed to deepen her anguish. "You love me as a sister," she said bitterly, her voice barely above a whisper. "But I don't love you as a brother."

Her words froze him in place. Haruto stared at her, his most important and lovable sister didn't love him back, it hurt him.

He was clouded by hurt as he didn't understand the words his sister meant.

"Don't say that, Haruka," he managed, his voice shaky. "You're upset. You need to calm down."

"No!" she cried, her voice cracking as tears spilled down her cheeks. "Say it, Brother! Say you love me!"

"I love you," he said, the words coming naturally, even as confusion gnawed at him.

"Then kiss me," she demanded, her tear-streaked face now filled with determination. "If you love me, prove it. Kiss me."