Chapter 1796
"Oh, Audrey, you feel amazing," Kevin exclaimed, his enthusiasm evident as he skillfully began moving.
When he was with Audrey, he made sure not to go too fast, or he'd be done in no time. He kept a steady pace of about thirty to forty thrusts per minute, going deep each time before pulling back slowly. Just as his tip was about to slip out, he'd thrust back in hard, reaching all the way in. This kind of rhythm let him feel the sensation of entering her deeply.
Audrey was thoroughly enjoying herself too. Her body was responding eagerly to Kevin's movements, making her wet like a swamp. The sounds of their intimacy filled the quiet living room, a bit loud and raw. With each deep thrust, pleasure surged through her, making it hard to hold back. Her body's natural lubrication mixed with Kevin's movements, creating a sensual flow down her legs.
"Oh, Kevin, this is so intense," Audrey moaned as Kevin's forceful movements rocked her back and forth. Her long hair swayed with each motion, and her breasts, snug in a wool sweater, moved like pendulums. The friction of her nipples against the wool made them tingle, like tiny thorns pricking her sensitive skin.
Audrey hadn't been with Kevin for a few days, and her body was craving him intensely. Even the slightest touch ignited a strong desire within her. Maybe it was the new house, but she felt more passionate and free, moving her hips and letting out uninhibited moans. The sound of their bodies meeting echoed in the living room.
"So good!" Kevin's hands roamed Audrey's smooth skin, moving in sync with his rhythmic thrusts. His touch traveled up her back, under the hem of her sweater, around to her chest, cupping her breasts as he continued to move. This position was their go-to for lovemaking.
Soon, sweat started to form on Audrey's forehead, and her body glistened with moisture. She wished she had taken off the sweater earlier.
But Kevin's pace picked up. Suddenly, he lifted the front of her sweater, revealing her soft, round breasts.
"Ah!" Audrey gasped, looking at Kevin with a mix of surprise and scolding. "What are you doing?"
"Audrey, it's more refreshing like this," Kevin chuckled, running his hand through her cleavage, feeling the sweat. "Let them breathe a bit, don't let them get all stuffy."
"Oh, stop it," Audrey blushed, but she did feel cooler this way and didn't object. The sweater stayed half-rolled up, her breasts swaying gently, and her body tingling with pleasure.
Suddenly, Kevin paused, even pulling back a bit, leaving Audrey feeling empty and uneasy. Gasping, she asked, "What's going on?"
"There's someone downstairs," Kevin whispered.
Audrey quickly peeked downstairs and spotted an elderly man with gray hair sorting through the trash. He seemed to be collecting cardboard boxes. They were just a few yards away from him on the second-floor balcony. If he glanced up, he'd see them, and Audrey being topless made her panic, instinctively wanting to hide.
But Kevin held Audrey close, whispering in her ear, "Audrey, it's okay. He has no clue we're up here. Let's keep to ourselves and not bother each other."
"But what if he hears something?" Audrey whispered back, "Let's wait for him to leave first."
Feeling Audrey's legs tensing, her grip tightening around him, Kevin couldn't move recklessly. He could only hold her, reaching around to caress her breasts gently, while keeping an eye on the old man below collecting cardboard. He looked vaguely familiar. Kevin whispered softly, "Audrey, that's the school janitor, Clark."
"Really?" Audrey couldn't resist looking down to confirm that it was indeed Clark Wells, the school janitor, which made her even more uneasy.
She would see Clark every day as she passed by the school gate. The thought of him seeing her like this was embarrassing. She regretted fooling around with Kevin.
Yet, deep down, a strange thrill ran through her, as if she and Kevin were being watched by Clark. Her body reacted involuntarily, causing Kevin to gasp and almost lose control. Despite Audrey's plea for stillness, she couldn't help but move, feeling a mix of pleasure and torment as they continued their intimate moment under Clark's unknowing gaze.
Downstairs, Clark picked up two cardboard boxes, satisfied, and left without noticing Audrey, who usually greeted him with a smile, now leaning against the window, her enticing breasts exposed as Kevin played with them while they continued their passionate encounter.
Once Clark departed, Kevin was eager to resume their intimacy. The brief interruption had only fueled his excitement. After thrusting vigorously, he reached his peak. With a muffled groan, he released hot semen into Audrey's depths, his body pulsating with pleasure.
As Kevin's warmth filled her, Audrey felt a rush of heat spreading through her belly. Her body continued to tremble, her muscles almost cramping from the intensity.
After their climax, Kevin didn't rush to withdraw. Instead, he lay panting beside Audrey, still connected, relishing the shared pleasure. Watching the sun setting in the distance, he wished time could stand still in that moment.
"Are you happy, Audrey?" he asked softly.
"Are you happy with me?" he inquired.
"Can we keep this going forever?" he pondered.
Audrey stayed silent, a hint of confusion in her eyes. Despite the contentment she felt, a sense of sadness lingered. She knew their situation wasn't sustainable. Kevin would grow up, and their familial ties made their relationship impossible to maintain openly.
"Okay, pull out. We should head back," Audrey sighed internally. She had anticipated this outcome, yet had still dived into this forbidden relationship without hesitation. Loneliness and the need for support had driven her into Kevin's arms, immature as they were, he was the only one she could lean on at the time.
"I want to stay a bit longer," Kevin hesitated to withdraw, as if pulling away would break their bond.
"Get out now. It's uncomfortable being sticky," Audrey scolded, wriggling to push him away. But Kevin resisted, continuing to move with her, hinting at another round.
"No, come out," Audrey's tone turned firm. She didn't want to continue there. With no amenities in the new house, they couldn't even shower. For someone who valued cleanliness, it was unbearable.
Seeing Audrey's reaction, Kevin reluctantly withdrew. Everyone had their boundaries, and he couldn't push. After the lesson from Daisy, he knew better than to act recklessly.
Audrey quickly freshened up with wet wipes from her bag, fixed her clothes, and playfully remarked to Kevin, who looked frustrated, "Too bad there's no mirror around. I wish you could see yourself now. You look a mess."
Kevin chuckled awkwardly, then remembered something and inquired, "Hey, Audrey, which apartment does Alissa have?"
"She's in this building too," Audrey grinned, pointing upward. "On the third floor."
"Really? That's a relief," Kevin felt reassured. Having Alissa and Audrey on different floors was convenient. However, Audrey's caution was valid. With both of them soon to be living among Sunset Valley High School staff, they needed to be more discreet and less casual than before.
The pair carefully surveyed each room, discussing furniture choices and room layouts, resembling a newlywed couple. After all, the new house was solely theirs.
"Let's head back for now. We can plan over the next few days and shop for furniture in the city after the New Year," Audrey suggested eagerly. Moving into the new place soon was her desire, as staying in the old house always made her feel guilty, a constant reminder of her broken marriage. Despite Jason's initial betrayal, she knew her actions weren't justified.
Exiting the building, they encountered Kimberly, a stunning woman in a coffee-colored coat and sleek black stockings that accentuated her long, captivating legs.
"Kimberly, what brings you here?" Audrey felt a twinge of unease, subconsciously adjusting her hair, wary of revealing too much. She recalled that Kimberly's name wasn't on the initial housing list.
"I'm here to check out the house," Kimberly smiled faintly, mentioning she had purchased it from a retired teacher at a discounted price.
"You could have waited for the second round," Audrey suggested. "Mr. Jones mentioned in the meeting that all staff would receive housing."
"Do you believe that?" Kimberly sighed. "Who knows when the second round will happen. I can't compete with you and Alissa. You both are the principal's top aides, with accomplishments and accolades. Even if there's a second round, I doubt I'd have a chance against the others. It's worth spending a bit more."
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