Meher

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    • Chapter 51: Spotless [R-18] Cover
      by Meher “…Huuuh.” Inside the shower stall, Seojin leaned her back against the wall, letting the water pour over her. She had tried her best to wash the dress she’d soiled, but she knew she wouldn’t be able to tell if it was clean until it dried. Only after it was completely soaked did she remember hearing that you weren't supposed to wash expensive things so carelessly. A wave of self-loathing washed over her as she realized she had no idea if this was even the right way to clean it. Pushing the dress…
    • Chapter 50: Milk Shower [R-18] Cover
      by Meher Rio crawled up on his knees, laying his body next to hers. He settled into the empty space on the sofa beside her disheveled form, his hands moving to her breasts. "I looked around yesterday, but there was nothing quite like this." He spread his fingers, cupping the entirety of one massive breast. Then he kneaded it, as if it were dough. His palm rubbed across the whole of it, his fingers squeezing the upper curve. The elasticity, the weight, and the dense feeling of milk churned in his…
    • Chapter 49: The Twisted Savior [R-18] Cover
      by Meher Seojin didn’t answer him. No words came to mind. Her head throbbed, and her stomach was still in knots. Her mouth was parched, a bitter taste rising from the back of her tongue. As if she could eat anything right now. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together firmly. Taking a breath, she swallowed it back down as if fighting a wave of nausea, then slowly turned her head. She deliberately averted her gaze and spoke. “…Do as you please.” Rio watched her profile for a moment. The slightly…
    • Chapter 48: The Worst Morning [R-18] Cover
      by Meher “…Ugh…” Her throat burned. Before her eyes were even fully open, Seojin shot upright. No, to be precise, she staggered and crawled up. Her stomach churned, and her throat was so parched she could barely breathe. A throbbing headache pulsed through her skull, as if someone were hammering it from the inside. “…Hah, ah…” Her mind couldn't remember what had happened yesterday, but her body remembered everything. Pushing the sheets away with every muscle in her feet and fumbling for the edge of…
    • Chapter 47: The Party Never Ends [R-18] Cover
      by Meher “Hhng… Haah… Ha, haah…!” Seojin’s body shook violently. She had already climaxed several times, and her entire body, slick with feverish heat, was tangled like a wet cloth. And yet, Rio only trembled on the edge, refusing to come. His breathing was ragged and sweat beaded on his skin, but between the alcohol, the drugs, and the oral service he’d received from the woman earlier, he was still far from finishing. “Haah… Nngh… Ah…” Seojin tried to pull down her arms, which were pinned…
    • Chapter 46: Time for Just the Two of Us [R-18] Cover
      by Meher The sound of the metal door closing sealed them in a private, enclosed space. Unlike the sleek capsule elevator for hotel guests, this one was a crude service lift that rose directly from the club. Seojin was still in Rio’s arms. Her thigh, resting lightly on his arm as if unsure whether to put its full weight down, twitched with a small tremor. A thick, viscous heat was slowly seeping into her from his arm, permeating the quiet space. Seojin swallowed. The slick that had soaked the cleft of her ass was…
    • Chapter 45: A Den of Lions [R-18] Cover
      by Meher “Aren’t you cold?” “Ah, no…” Seojin pushed away their teasing hands and squeezed in between the women. As she lowered her head with a small reply, a finger poked at her full breasts. “Hey, is this body for real? With a chest this big, didn’t you get surgery?” “If a plastic surgeon who could do this existed, they’d be a god.” The touch was less of a caress and more of a curious probe, meant to determine if they were real and what they felt like. “Wow… they’re so soft.” As a…
    • Chapter 44: Birds of a Feather [R-18] Cover
      by Meher "Such a good girl." Seojin sat with her hands folded on her thighs, a subtle hope in her expression. Rio leaned in and gently bit her earlobe, then held out a glass to her. "You drink, too." The liquid in the glass was the same whiskey he had just been drinking. Seojin stared at the glass for a moment before pressing her lips together. This wasn't what she'd wanted. Her cheeks flushed with embarrassment, and she turned her head away slightly. Rio laughed. "Surely you weren't planning on enduring this…
    • Chapter 43: The Celebration Drink [R-18] Cover
      by Meher “…Still, that’s a bit much. It’s twisted, isn’t it?” The air was thick with the scent of alcohol, cigarettes, and the faint hint of drugs. A man who, despite having a woman on his arm, fancied himself a devout believer, spoke with one eye narrowed. His words cast a momentary silence over the room, but… “Hey. It’s fine, it’s fine. That’s not the vibe right now.” The friend next to him quickly smoothed things over with a laugh. It didn’t take long for him to hand Rio a glass, trying…
    • Chapter 42: Back to Seoul [R-18] Cover
      by Meher The black, low-slung sports car purred quietly as it pulled off the mountain path, the tires vibrating softly over the gravel. Seojin, sitting in the two-seater with no back row, tried to keep her posture straight. But the insides of her thighs still felt faintly flushed, and with every brake, the car's lurching motion made the sensations crawl back to life. “I thought you were just someone’s leftovers, or some animal in heat.” The man turned the steering wheel with one hand, the corner of his mouth…
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