Madam, believe me, how can I be a minotaur?

Section 131

Afterward, he didn't even look up, but continued to bury his head in her softness, murmuring, "No, Eriko smells very nice."

"Asano-kun~~~"

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because Miyajima Eriko felt even more embarrassed after he said that.

Even though Asano Makoto's vision was completely obscured and he couldn't see, she still couldn't help but cover her flushed face with her hands.

And because of the strange sensation constantly coming from her body, her mind started to become muddled again, and she couldn't help but let out low moans from her throat, no longer able to stop Asano Makoto's mischief.

Soon after, seeing that the time was about right, Asano Makoto raised his head and left Miyajima Eriko's grandeur.

His eyes were filled with a smile as he stared unblinkingly into Miyajima Eriko's eyes, smiling as he said, "Eriko, lift your arms."

Before, he had been hugging her through the pulled-down collar, but the collar was only so big, and this in-between feeling that didn't allow for full enjoyment was really depressing.

Moreover, for what he wanted to do next, the clothes were indeed a bit in the way.

"Ugh~~~"

Hearing this, Miyajima Eriko immediately realized what Asano Makoto wanted to do.

But even knowing, she couldn't refuse.

Or rather, she couldn't refuse any request from Asano Makoto.

So, with a face full of shame and conflict, she closed her eyes and turned her head to the side, then raised her arms.

Seeing her like this, Asano Makoto chuckled softly, first taking off the hair tie she used to tie her hair, then grabbing the hem of her shirt and slowly pulling it upwards, taking off the black chiffon shirt.

Thus, her flawless body was exposed before Asano Makoto's eyes.

He couldn't help but be stunned.

Fair and delicate skin, clear and exquisite collarbones, a slender waist that could be grasped, and a flat abdomen without a trace of fat, all telling of the beauty that belonged only to Miyajima Eriko.

"Eriko, you're so beautiful..."

Saying this, he couldn't help but hug Miyajima Eriko, then gently pushed her down onto the sofa.

It could only be said that Asano Makoto knew how to enjoy himself.

After getting the money, the furniture he replaced at home was the most top-notch kind.

So his sofa was not only large, but also very soft, probably not inferior to a bed.

After being pushed down, Miyajima Eriko's flaxen hair was scattered directly on the white leather sofa.

She bit her lip and turned her head to the side, her hazy eyes not daring to meet Asano Makoto's fiery gaze.

Asano Makoto gently straightened her head, then lowered his head, making lip contact while gazing deeply into her eyes.

This time, Asano Makoto didn't take the initiative to guide, but just kept gently rubbing his lips against Miyajima Eriko's lips.

This feeling of being close yet distant was extremely uncomfortable, but it was also the best way to stir up one's heartstrings.

Finally, Miyajima Eriko couldn't bear it any longer, and, burning with desire, wrapped her arms around Asano Makoto's neck and pulled his head down, her moist lips beginning to take the initiative to demand.

Although Miyajima Eriko's kiss was bold, it was very clumsy, and she even bit Asano Makoto's lip several times with her teeth.

So he also began to move gently, preparing to guide Miyajima Eriko in the right direction.

But perhaps because this was her first time taking the initiative, Miyajima Eriko seemed to still want to take control.

She didn't follow Asano Makoto's guidance, but continued to grope and probe on her own.

Feeling her movements, Asano Makoto couldn't help but be stunned.

But after thinking about it simply, he didn't continue to act, but stopped and let her mess around.

He had always been very tolerant of Miyajima Eriko, who was willing to take the initiative to try.

But after being bitten on the tip of his tongue for the fourth time, he finally couldn't tolerate it any longer and began to take the initiative somewhat forcefully.

And Miyajima Eriko still didn't want to give up the initiative.

So, the two began a battle of tongues, and a violent commotion suddenly rang out in the living room.

Although Miyajima Eriko tried her best to win, the difference in experience between the two was too great.

After only two or three encounters, she was completely defeated and could only let Asano Makoto run wild, while she could only cooperate with moans.

After achieving victory, Asano Makoto didn't show off too much, but instead raised his head and let his mouth begin to slowly move downwards.

Thus, the experience that had already happened once before began again.

It's just that this time the range was larger, from the neck to the navel, Miyajima Eriko's whole body was touched by Asano Makoto's lips.

And as his lips continued to move, Miyajima Eriko would make嬌媚 breaths of different sizes.

The more sensitive the place, the louder her voice.

After Asano Makoto's exploration, he found that her most sensitive places were her neck, **, navel, and both sides of her waist.

And in the process of this careful tasting, except for the final bottom line, Miyajima Eriko had already been stripped clean by Asano Makoto, like a lamb to the slaughter.

And that black cloth, painted with exquisite lace patterns, was also thrown aside by him.

Then he lowered his head and began to lavish his tenderness on Miyajima Eriko's belly.

At the same time, his hands gradually expanded their territory of exploration.

Immediately, Miyajima Eriko's嬌吟 sound became louder, and her hands began to grab at his body non-stop.

After a good exploration and fondling, Asano Makoto finally raised his head and stared at Miyajima Eriko, whose body had already softened into a puddle of mud.

At the same time, he was also liberated.

Feeling his enthusiasm, Miyajima Eriko's head suddenly became clearer.

She gently hugged Asano Makoto's head, trying to bring her lips close to his ear, begging with gritted teeth, "Don't..."

However, she was not refusing.

After a brief pause, she stared at her lover in front of her with blurred eyes and murmured in a low voice.

"Asano...kun, please don't be, here—let's, go to the room."

Author's words: The third update is to pay back the chapter owed yesterday.

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Chapter 180: Taboo

Asano Makoto tightly hugged Miyajima Eriko's body, held his breath, steadied his mind, and tried to endure.

After a long time, Miyajima Eriko finally stopped trembling and no longer made meaningless shouts, but began to pant heavily.

On the other side, Asano Makoto was also able to relax and couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He raised his head, looked at Miyajima Eriko's face with an expression of happiness and afterglow, and her face flushed from the intense exercise, and felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

At this moment, in order to recover her strength as quickly as possible, Miyajima Eriko was still panting with her mouth open.

In fact, if it was this time last night, she would probably have fallen asleep due to exhaustion.

But today is different.

After drinking the stamina potion, her stamina is in excellent condition, and she herself is no longer the pure girl who had her first experience last night.

In other words, even if fighting Asano Makoto's dual personalities is a very energy-consuming thing, she can still persevere now.

If you want to be specific.

That's probably from once, increased to twice.

Well... it's still a bit of a small fry.

At least compared to the small fry personality of Shinno Yuna, Miyajima Eriko's performance in this area is indeed much weaker.

If the little pet is "serious", she can even fight Asano Makoto all night long.

Looking at Miyajima Eriko, who was still twitching from time to time under her, Asano Makoto simply considered it and decided to give up the idea of doing it until Shinno Yuna came tomorrow morning.

After all, Miyajima Eriko definitely wouldn't be able to hold on, and he himself would probably be in trouble.

Although he could keep going with the stamina potion, it wasn't necessary.

Doing so would not only have the possibility of being discovered his own secrets, but also would not feel happier than now.

No matter how wonderful something is, moderation is the best.

Asano Makoto knows very well what is called excess.

So no matter what plans he has next, what tasks he is preparing to complete, he will wait until Shinno Yuna comes tomorrow morning before talking about it.

As for now...

Isn't this not to the point of excess?

The happy expression on Miyajima Eriko's face that was immersed in afterglow was not fake.

If so, why not continue?

Thinking of this, a smile couldn't help but appear on Asano Makoto's face.

He leaned down and kissed Miyajima Eriko's lips, who was still panting heavily, then turned his head to her ear and whispered, "Eriko, get up for a moment, let's change positions."

Saying that, Asano Makoto took a step back.

At this moment, Miyajima Eriko's spirit was in a trance, so after hearing Asano Makoto's words, she didn't think much about it, and didn't understand what the sentence meant.

And because of Asano Makoto's departure, losing the other party's hug, she couldn't help but feel a little lost, and at the same time, the sense of security and satisfaction immediately disappeared without a trace.

Therefore, she had no extra thoughts to pay attention to these "small things", but chose to obediently listen to Asano Makoto's words, and after resting for a while, she sat up with some difficulty.

Seeing this, the smile on Asano Makoto's face suddenly became even stronger, and then he began to guide her movements again: "Very good, Eriko, just like this, then you turn around and lie on the bed."

And Miyajima Eriko did it again, and after supporting the bed surface with both hands and lying down, her confused head still didn't understand Asano Makoto's purpose in doing this.

"Asano-kun, why..."

But just as she subconsciously prepared to open her mouth and ask Asano Makoto like this, she suddenly felt a strange sensation coming from behind.