Chapter 84: Investment - Part 7 (R18)
"Where do you think you’re going, Jeff?—"
"—We haven’t discussed Jess’s employment yet."
The playful teasing from Kris and Marc, mimicking—or rather, overacting—Nubia’s words, hinted to both Nubia and Jeff that the two already knew something was going on between them.
"Shut up, Harem Lords!"
—Bam!—
What Nubia and Jeff overheard next, after Nubia slammed the door shut, confirmed their suspicions.
"Ahh~... They really did it."
"Ahh~... And they’re going to do it again."
Hearing Kris and Marc’s teasing moans, Nubia couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. She leaned her back against the door, looking down to avoid Jeff’s gaze and hide her expression from him.
Jeff leaned on the door with his left arm, trapping Nubia between his body and the door. He gently lifted her chin with his right hand, forcing her to meet his eyes.
Seeing Nubia’s flustered face—her cheeks red, eyes teary with embarrassment, and lips slightly parted as if inviting his—Jeff lost all restraint and kissed her.
It was the same for Nubia. She had been able to keep her pent-up desire under control and act normally while Kris and Marc were still around, showing only slight awkwardness whenever Jeff smiled at her. It was an easy task for her—after all, she had mastered the art of composure from a young age in the business world.
However, the moment Kris and Marc left and she was alone with Jeff, that composure shattered. Her long-suppressed desire surged up and drenched her entire body like a sudden downpour.
Her entire body trembled uncontrollably from just a single kiss. The orgasm she had been unable to reach no matter how much she touched herself over the past three weeks suddenly overwhelmed her, robbing her of all strength. She clung to Jeff as her knees would give out and their kiss broke.
"Did it feel good, Nubia-senpai?"
Nubia couldn’t even answer—her voice refused to come out under the flood of pleasure surging through her body. But Jeff didn’t need her reply to know the answer.
Her face was drowning in pleasure, yet her eyes looked at him, silently begging for more. Her body trembled and twitched within his arms, while her love juice soaked through her panties and mini shorts, drenching her thighs and forming a small puddle on the floor. All of it told Jeff that Nubia was indeed feeling incredibly good.
Jeff remained still for a while, savoring the moment as her trembling resonated through his body. He held her gently, keeping her steady in his arms.
When Nubia’s orgasm finally subsided, Jeff lifted her into a bridal carry.
"Can we do it on your bed?"
It wasn’t a question of whether they would do it—that had already been decided the moment she invited him into her home.
Whether it would happen on the bed or the couch wasn’t the question either.
What Jeff was really asking—and what he waited for Nubia to answer as he carried her from the entrance hallway, past the living room, unlocked her bedroom door, and gently laid her on the bed—was whether they could go all the way, something they hadn’t done during their last intimacy at the gym.
"No... you can’t... put it in... Jeff..."
The sight of Jeff’s muscular body and his massive rod made Nubia’s lustful desire overpower her guilt. Still, she held onto her beliefs—and to what Jeff had told her: that what they had done, and what they were about to do again, couldn’t be considered cheating on Jess as long as he didn’t fully penetrate her.
After all, what they were doing was simply helping each other relieve their pent-up stress and lust.
"If that’s what you want, Nubia-senpai."
Jeff climbed onto the bed, positioning himself beneath her as he hurriedly slipped off her black mini shorts. It wasn’t just because he was eager to please her—or himself—but also because he was excited to see what kind of seductive underwear a woman working in the fashion industry would wear.
Nubia didn’t disappoint. She wore an erotic, open-crotch black lace panty that looked even more enticing when Jeff spread her legs.
Catching Jeff’s intense gaze fixed on her lingerie, Nubia blushed, covering her face with both hands in embarrassment over her own boldness.
Her reaction only made Jeff want to tease her a little before giving in to pleasure.
"I can’t believe you’re wearing something this erotic under your clothes," Jeff said, leaning down and trapping Nubia between his arms.
"If the three of us had accidentally seen this earlier, we might’ve lost control and ended up ganging up on you," he teased, recalling the story of Olivia’s threesome with Kris and Marc.
"You three wouldn’t do that kind of thing to me—right, Jeff?" Nubia asked, lowering her hands from her face to meet his gaze.
Of course, Jeff, Kris, and Marc would never do anything to disgrace Nubia. Their desire would never outweigh the respect they held for her as their senpai. Besides, they had sworn, as members of the Iron Rod Legion, to be men who protect women.
However—
"But isn’t that exactly what I did, and what I’m doing to you right now, Nubia-senpai?"
Jeff knew Nubia had given her consent—both back at the gym and now—but he couldn’t deny that he was taking advantage of her caring nature and her feelings for him, just as he had once taken advantage of Jess’spushover personality.
At least he felt guilty about it.
Still, that wasn’t how Nubia saw it. She never felt Jeff had taken advantage of her kindness. That was why she felt so comfortable around him, even knowing he was just as much of a pervert as Kris and Marc.
"Aren’t we just helping each other relieve our pent-up lust and stress?"
Her answer wasn’t exactly what Jeff wanted to hear—he wished Nubia would be more honest about her feelings for him. Still, her response pleased him enough to keep teasing her.
"Then you wouldn’t mind if I put it in, right?"
"AHH~!"
A loud moan escaped Nubia’s lips the instant she felt that familiar sensation she’d been craving like crazy ever since she first experienced it—the thick head of Jeff’s massive rod penetrating her entrance.
Jeff pushed in a little farther, then pulled back, only to thrust forward again, sliding just the head in and out repeatedly. He was teasing her, urging her to beg for more—to ask him to go all the way and bury his entire 9-inch-plus inside her.
At that point, they were practically doing it, with only an 8 inches of difference separating them from going all the way. But Nubia couldn’t think about that. She was too overwhelmed by the new sensation of sexual pleasure and stimulation coursing through her body.
"If you don’t answer me, I’m really going to put everything in, Nubia-senpai."
"Don’t be stupid—AHH~!"