My 100th Rebirth a day before the Apocalypse novel Chapter 75

Duke’s direct response left Kisha momentarily speechless. She felt torn, caught between acting on her desires and hesitating out of concern for the potential complications it could bring to their relationship. Their current dynamic was already somewhat ambiguous, and Kisha didn’t want to risk reducing their connection to mere physical attraction.

Kisha bit her lower lip, grappling with the desire to be forthright with Duke. As if sensing her internal struggle, Duke spoke up before she could voice her thoughts. "But don’t worry," he reassured her, "I won’t do anything to make you feel uncomfortable or used.

I genuinely came here to sleep with you on the same bed, so I can be here in case you have another nightmare." Duke offered the explanation to ensure Kisha didn’t misunderstand his intentions, although his body’s honesty betrayed the simplicity of his words.

Yet, he made sure to convey it clearly to Kisha. "But as you can see," he began, his voice husky with sincerity, "I’m nothing more than a healthy, normal man. So, unless you give me permission, I won’t do anything that might hurt you." With that, Duke leaned in and placed a gentle peck on Kisha’s temple, surprising her with his tenderness.

Kisha found herself torn between laughter and tears at Duke’s words. However, the rhythmic patting on her back proved to be a soothing lullaby, coaxing her into a deep slumber. Before long, she drifted off in Duke’s embrace, leaving him to contend with his own inner turmoil.

Once Kisha’s breathing had steadied, indicating she was truly in a peaceful sleep, Duke quietly slipped away and returned to the bathroom. He needed a long, cold shower to relieve the tension coursing through his body. The discomfort he felt was excruciating; it seemed like his member might explode at any moment.

He couldn’t help but ruefully reflect on the consequences of his actions, feeling the full weight of shooting himself in the foot this time.

Despite standing under the cold shower for a full ten minutes, Duke found no relief from his intense desire. The realization that he was showering in Kisha’s room, separated from her only by a wall, only fueled his excitement further. The image of Kisha’s vulnerable form lying on the bed just beyond that wall played over and over in his mind, intensifying his longing rather than abating it.

His breath hitched, and a flush spread across the nape of his neck as he leaned against the cold tiled walls. There was a palpable conflict within him, a battle of desires waging silently.

The mere thought of Kisha being just on the other side of the wall tipped the scales, compelling him to give in to the impulse, compelling him to yield to the mounting desire and seek release, if only to alleviate the tension and bring an end to the internal turmoil.

Once again, he began to stroke his shaft slowly, the sensation causing a noticeable twitch in his palm as his excitement grew. Despite the water cascading down his face from the shower, his breaths came in ragged gasps, making it difficult to breathe. His chest heaved violently as his strokes became more rushed and a little rougher.

Soon, the bathroom was filled with his muffled groans echoing against the tiled walls.

He made a conscious effort to keep his moans subdued, not wanting to risk waking Kisha from her slumber. However, the thought of her being so close only fueled his excitement further, causing him to arch his back and increase the pace of his strokes on his shaft.

Despite his efforts to stifle the pleasure that is coming out from his lips, the sounds of his aroused groans only grew louder, and seemed to escalate even more, his desire reaching unprecedented heights. It was almost as if, deep down, a part of him secretly longed for Kisha to awaken and discover him in this vulnerable state, adding an exhilarating edge to the already intense moment.

’Oh, how I yearned to kiss her soft, moist lips as I imagined ramming my hips roughly at her,’ Duke thought. However, the fear of potentially frightening her held him back, causing him to hesitate.

The mere thought of the possibility heightened his sensitivity to such an extent that he felt a tingling sensation in his gums as if every nerve in his body was electrified. With gritted teeth, he found release in the most satisfying way possible at that moment.

His chest heaved as he struggled to catch his breath following his release. Leaning against the walls for support, his left arm bore the weight of his body. As the intensity of his desire gradually subsided, he felt a sense of calm settling over him.

However, once he regained his composure, he couldn’t help but slap his forehead in frustration, berating himself for even entertaining such thoughts about Kisha while seeking his release. _{freewebnoveℓ.com}