Only those who have seen the fantasy will be able to enjoy this chapter and all that it means. The brave ones who still don't see it, don't judge everything so quickly.

The Coffee Girl

Chapter 4

Ichigo knew that going into the coffee shop wouldn't be a good idea, but he had already driven there and from outside he could see the girl reading a magazine. He hadn't talked to the girl since she had sent those photos and he lied to himself saying that he would pretend that nothing happened and that he didn't see that video.

He entered the cafeteria and the girl smiled when he saw him but a second later she looked away with a charming blush on her cheeks. Ichigo thought that he could pretend that nothing had happened but at that moment he knew that it would be impossible. Seeing the girl and then imagining her in that red lingerie moaning his last name, made his body move at its will.

— A coffee. — Ichigo ordered and sat at the bar waiting for the coffee trying to think of something else.

It was a tense moment, the girl seemed to take longer than usual and Ichigo didn't know what to do because every time he saw her, he remembered those damn photos and his breath caught. The girl put the cup of coffee in front of him, with that adorable blush on her cheeks, and looked into his eyes as if she expected him to do or say something, she even bit her lip in an all too charming way.

Ichigo let out a silent curse when he saw that gesture, he took the girl by the neck and brought her closer to him to kiss her. The girl didn't resist and Ichigo felt the taste of coffee in the girl's saliva in that kiss that was too intense and passionate.

— I want to be the prey… — The girl gasped against Ichigo's lips, her hands tightening on the coat so he wouldn't push her away.

— One time and one time only. — Ichigo whispered, although it was a whisper for him and not for the girl.

His brother-in-law was not going to find out. It would just be one time and he wouldn't go back to the coffee shop, and he would pretend nothing happened and everything would be fine. It was a fantasy, it was fine.

— Yes. — The girl replied and kissed him again in such an intense way that they both rushed into the back room of the coffee shop.

Inside, surrounded by the aroma of coffee and supplies, Ichigo grabbed the girl again, this time by her waist and kissed her again with the same intensity he had used at the bar. He backed her up against the wall and grabbed her hips before lifting her up and making her wrap her legs around him.

The girl panted between kisses in a charming way, clinging to him and threading her fingers through his hair just so he wouldn't break the kiss. Ichigo kneaded her breasts and pinched one of her nipples, which was completely hard, making her gasp and break the kiss.

They stared at each other for a moment and the buttons on the girl's blouse rolled to the floor as Ichigo pried her blouse open only to start devouring her breasts hungrily, sucking and biting a little just to hear her moan and say his last name. The girl wasn't wearing a bra, so Ichigo knew the girl was looking forward to this encounter.

The girl let out a small cry when he gently bit one of her nipples before kissing her again with the same desire that one kisses the forbidden. Ichigo was already hard, the photos, the video and the girl's tongue in his mouth had done the job as well as the fucking scent of her skin.

— I want it in my mouth.

Ichigo put her down and the girl took out a flavored condom from the pockets of her apron that she didn't hesitate to open after making him lean his back against the wall while he finished opening his pants. The girl knelt in front of him, with her small hand she caressed him a little and carefully placed the condom on him before looking at him from below and opening her mouth with the intention of devouring him at that moment.

Ichigo's gasp was all too audible as the girl started that blowjob. The pleasure ran through his body in a delicious way and involuntarily he began to move his hips to the rhythm, fucking the girl's mouth and tangling his fingers in her hair. The girl looked up just as he was mesmerized by the way she devoured him and he let out another curse at how fucking good the girl looked with him in her mouth.

— Wait…

The voice came out of him in a gasp and the girl got up from the floor, took out a new condom and Ichigo took off the one he had while the girl took off the ripped shirt and pants she was wearing along with her underwear. Ichigo took off the rest of the clothing that was in his way and made her turn her back on him so she could rest her hands on the wall. The girl spread her legs in a beautiful V, raised her hips, and he settled behind her only to feel that she was ready to receive him.

Ichigo put on the new condom, took her by the hips and settled down before entering her in a quick, merciless way and with too much desire to be inside her. The girl moaned a little when he entered her, but that moan instead of stopping him only made him hold her hips tighter and thrust into her a second time hard. Ichigo was enjoying that forbidden pleasure, the warmth of the girl and the way she held him inside her.

Ichigo thrust into her again, and the girl cry again causing Ichigo to stop.

— Do you want me to stop? — He asked her in a hoarse gasp in her ear, refraining from thrusting into her again at the expression of pleasure on the girl's face.

— No, don't stop… I like it that way… I like it rough. — The girl gasped with her eyes closed in pleasure. — Fuck me hard.

Ichigo grabbed her by the waist and started to thrust into her again, making her gasp and enjoying each time the girl said her last name and asked for more. The girl leaned against the wall, moaning louder with each thrust Ichigo gave her, lifting her hips so that he went as deep as possible in that position and making him her prisoner inside her.

The pleasure was obscene and delicious, so much so that Ichigo took her by the chin with one hand and made two of his fingers enter her mouth only for the girl to fill them with her own saliva while he continued to enjoy the heat inside that girl at the moment he felt her reach her orgasm.

When his fingers were full of the girl's saliva, he lowered his hand and began to masturbate her while he thrust into her. They were both completely sweaty, the girl moaned for more even though she couldn't stand properly on her own feet and Ichigo wouldn't stop. He felt he was at his limit and tried to hold it back as long as he could until he felt the girl shudder and tremble in his hands a second time, then he stopped holding back and gave himself up to the pleasure within her.

— It was incredible. — The girl gasped while they were still joined in that position and Ichigo rested his forehead on one of the girl's shoulders trying to catch his lost breath.

Ichigo smiled at those words before slowly getting out of her when they had both calmed down, he took off the used condom and disposed of it in a trash can. The girl opened a packet of napkins, but Ichigo stopped her from cleaning herself up.

— Let me clean up this crime. — Ichigo whispered, helping the girl to clean all traces of fluids while looking into her eyes, only to kiss her again and corner her against a table, making the girl sit between kisses and gasps.

— There are no more condoms. — The girl whispered against Ichigo's lips making him smile.

— I bought a few before coming here.

— On the table. My legs hurt because of you, Mr. Kurosaki. — The girl whispered before pulling him to her to kiss him again.

Before leaving the cafeteria, Ichigo paid for the coffee and drank it, even though it was cold at the time.

Ichigo knew that it was his decision whether or not to go back to that cafeteria. He could leave everything in "something casual" and not come back, let the fantasy die there and pretend that nothing had happened... or he could come back but not for coffee. He was sticking his neck out for a moment of pleasure but it was the first time he had done it and it had felt too good, so he wrote to the girl sending a couple of instructions.

When he returned the following week, the girl was wearing a skirt as he had requested and showed him the birth control pills she had started taking on the orders of the doctor she had been to, as well as blood tests that showed she was clean. The girl had accepted the implied agreement by showing him the pills; that agreement where it was said that what was going to happen between them would not be just a casual encounter.

That second time he slept with that girl, she took off his wedding ring and set it aside.

— For this moment you belong to me, Mr. Kurosaki. — The girl, who was sitting on top of him, gasped, moving her hips in an overly rhythmic way that made Ichigo gasp with pleasure. — Only to me.

Ichigo didn't respond to her statement, he simply grabbed her by the neck and forced her to kiss him. They had put a chair in that small back room and they were both completely naked, Ichigo was holding her buttocks letting her move as she pleased and making her drown her moans on his lips between too intense and passionate kisses.

That second meeting was just as pleasant as the first, and when it was over, Ichigo put his wedding ring back on, got dressed, paid for a cold coffee, and left.