CHAPTER 75: First Conquest (II)

Apacci pulled him closer, his face buried further into the warmth of her chest. "Take this as a reward for me being a silly goose."

After a couple of moments of being spoiled, he broke free from her hug and kissed her lips. "I'm gonna take off your pants and then I'll fuck you silly."

Working on her belt, he tugged her pants down her legs and threw them with nonchalance. A barely visible damp patch on her black underwear made him smirk. He traced a gentle kiss over it before stripping her of the final barrier between them.

The tomboy was left in a half-unbuttoned shirt, showcasing her wet pussy eager to be penetrated. He had to say she looked like the sexiest woman on the planet. But he couldn't be hasty as it was her first time.

Taking matters into her own hands, she tossed her shirt to the floor. "I won't let you toy with me all day!"

She wasn't the one to keep taking offense. Pushing him off her, she pushed him down on the bed and dragged his underwear down to his ankles. She was struck speechless as his fully-erect member popped out of his underwear. Her hiking breath caressed the sensitive skin of his penis.

He raised his body and found her utterly absorbed in the sight before her. For nearly a minute, she just stared at his cock, observing every thick vein and taking in his scent. Her previous enthusiasm had all but faded after she came face to face with the monster hiding inside his underwear.

He couldn't help but smile. "You like it?"

A shiver ran down the Arrancar's spine as she hurriedly bobbed her head. "It's… It's bigger than I imagined… You're a beast!"

Gently, he caressed her horn and lowered her head, bringing her closer to his eager cock. "You know what to do now?"

She wrapped her fingers around its veiny girth, her five fingers hardly covering the length of his shaft. "I need to suck it…?"

It was an uncertain suggestion that came out of nowhere, yet the thought had lodged itself in her mind. As she tucked her hair behind her ears, she lowered her head cautiously, her tongue darting out to taste him. A raised brow and a couple of slow, exploratory licks signaled her unexpected enjoyment of the taste of his cock.

She grew more daring, her tongue swirling around the very top of his cock before she sealed the act with an unabashedly lustful kiss atop his bulbous crown.

Her eyes fluttered up to meet him as she began to slide her lips along his shaft. "Like this?"

He lightly moaned at her kiss. "Uhhmm. You're doing good."

His praise was the encouragement she needed to go all out. Her cheeks suctioned in a lewd manner as her tongue continuously teased his sensitive penis. Her bobbing head became more deliberate, maintaining a rhythm that was focused on the upper half of his magnificent cock. Unconsciously, his hand found her horn, tightening his grip and using it to guide her actions. A wild thought of her having two handlebars flitted through his mind before the intensifying pleasure drove it away.

He had to take a pause to catch his breath, and to hold back his rapidly approaching orgasm. It was her first attempt but she somehow seemed better than his previous lover.

'Previous life experience?'

He barely had the chance to ponder before pleasure clouded his thoughts.

"Apacci," he called her name in a husky voice. "I'm close…"

She only blinked at his warning and removed her hand from around his penis. Without slowing down or giving him a moment of respite, she continued bobbing her head down his member. This time, she didn't stop halfway and slid her lips down his saliva-covered penis, only stopping when he hit the back of her throat. Her tongue worked on his sensitive tip, her gaze still locked on him even as blush warmed her cheeks.

It was the visual of her love, combined with her devoted efforts, that took away his control.

A groan left his throat as he held her in place with her horn and let out a massive load of semen. Her eyes widened as the twitching penis filled her mouth with slimy fluids. She came off of his cock with a pop and coughed, white semen trickling down her lips.

"S-Sorry. That was too much."

He took a moment, a breath, to gather himself before he slouched and smiled at her, a hand reaching to gently stroke her hair. "It's fine. You did really well."

Puffing her chest, she wiped her mouth and quickly closed the distance between them to hug him. Her breasts squeezed against his chest under the ample force, and her erect nipples tickled him.

Despite her arousal and despite her sexual urges barely satisfied, she found genuine content in his arms.

"See. I'm better than Mila Rose could ever be—" her words fell short when she felt him harden again, poking her waist. For some reason, she was under the misconception that his flaccid member signaled the end of their sexual act.

As she'd come to realize, her assumption couldn't be further from the truth.

Gripping her round, firm ass, he hoisted her up, and then she found herself thudding back onto the bed. A rush of déjà vu surged through her, memories of the moments when he had so teasingly toyed with her perky breasts — she was back in the same position.

The process echoed the same moments — a trail of heated kisses beginning from her neck, migrating to the valley of her chest, then making a sensuous journey down her toned stomach. Skillfully avoiding her Hollow hole, he arrived at her crotch and planted an electrifying smooch right on her swollen clit.

"I wonder why you are so wet?"