Chapter 16

Mori released his grip on Haruhi's hair and stood up from the bed. At first, Haruhi thought that perhaps he'd changed his mind, but that thought was soon dismissed when he grabbed her ankles to pull her to the edge of the bed. He knelt down in front of her and helped Haruhi remove her shorts. His hands then trailed up her sides and under her shirt. Haruhi instinctively raised her arms, letting Mori remove her top. Soon he had her stripped down to just her panties.

Even while kneeling on the floor, Takashi still towered over Haruhi. She had a superb view of his beautifully toned torso. Of course, Haruhi had witnessed Mori's physical strength many times over. She was sure he was more than capable of fulfilling her every need. She couldn't help but wonder, however if her tiny frame was enough for him.

Mori could see that Haruhi was starting to doubt herself. It was no mystery, by the way she was starting to wrap her arms around herself, trying to hide her breasts. He knew he was going to have to start slow. Even with all she had done with Kyoya...well Haruhi was in for something quite different here. Better to start with what he knew would ease her. He ran his hand up her outer thigh before he laid an unyielding smack.

Haruhi yelped, startled by the suddenness of his action, yet savored the sting.

"Hands down, Haruhi…" said Takashi.

She didn't need to be asked twice. Haruhi placed her palms flat on the mattress. Feeling more encouraged when a hint of a smile appeared on his face, she arched her back slightly. Mori rewarded her by giving her nipple a firm pinch and pull.

"Ahh…" Haruhi moaned as she tilted her head back. Takashi felt himself growing harder at the sound. He repeated his move on the other side, feeling her nipple pebble between his fingers. As Haruhi continued to sigh in response, he could see her soft flesh trembling. Mori also noticed that she was squeezing her thighs together. That needed to be remedied.

"Spread your legs for me…." He said as he sat back on his ankles. Again, Haruhi did as he bid. She parted her knees as far as she could. Mori's dark eyes stared intently, at her panty-clad center. She was already wet through. Instead of reaching out to touch her, he beckoned her to come closer with a gesture of his finger. Haruhi shifted as close to the edge of the bed as she could. She so badly wanted his fingers inside her, she felt she'd do just about anything, if only to be touched! But he wasn't about to let her have it...not yet.

"Show me your pussy."

Her eyes widened slightly at his demand. The sensations she was feeling was rather bewildering. She slowly reached down and pulled the crotch of her panties aside, revealing her pink little twat. Even though it was hardly the first time a man had seen it, Haruhi's cheeks flushed red. She had never been made to show it like this, but she could feel her excitement climbing.

"D-do you like it, Mori-senpai?"

"Mm.." Mori nodded. He very much liked what he saw. Haruhi's pussy was flushed and very wet. Her clit was already swollen from her earlier manipulations. It looked so delicious, good enough to eat in fact. Leaning forward he blew on it softly. Haruhi quivered, making the sweetest little sound. Takashi smiled as he watched Haruhi try to keep herself together. Soon he would have her moaning his name.

Mori-senpai was torturing her! Haruhi never knew of such agony. Every gesture, every look... it was all perfectly calculated! He has barely touched me and already I feel I'll collapse… she thought. How is this even possible? I haven't even seen his cock yet…

Haruhi never thought she could get so turned on without the pain...well, the pain that she was now used to anyway. Oh no, this was a very different kind of torment.

"Mori-senpai…" she whimpered.

"Your clit is throbbing, Haruhi…" Mori reached out to stroke her inner thighs with a featherlike caresses, careful not to touch her center. Haruhi's legs were beginning to quiver.

"Please, Senpai…" Haruhi's breath came out in shorter pant "...don't be... so mean..."

"Does it ache?" he asked.

"Huh?"

"Right here..."

Before Haruhi could blink, Takashi took hold of her clit between his thumb and forefinger, squeezing it. Haruhi reeled her head back with a gasping call "Ahh! Oh Senpai!"

"Tell me," he firmly pressed her sensitive nub like a button with his thumb."What do you want? Right now…"

"Senpai, you...you know…" Haruhi gasped.

"I want you to say it, Haruhi." Mori took his hand away, much to Haruhi's dismay.

"No, don't stop…"

"Say it."

There was only one thing that she so desperately wanted. That she needed.

"I...I want to come!"

That was all Mori needed to hear. His moves were so swift, as he slid Haruhi's legs over his shoulders, nearly lifting her ass off the edge of the bed. Haruhi had to steady herself on her elbows to keep from falling back. Mori pulled her panties all the way to the side before parting her labia with his fingers. He then plunged his tongue deep inside her slit.

Haruhi moaned in pleasure as she felt Takashi's skilled tongue explore inside of her. She had never considered how much that seemingly small muscle could actually do to a woman! It was enthralling, and unbelievably hot! In her hazy sex-crazed mind, she briefly wondered how she tasted to Mori. By the sounds he was releasing in between laps, Haruhi guessed he was enjoying himself as much as she was.

Mori knew that Haruhi was getting close when her pussy started tightening around his tongue. Even though she was begging to come, he wanted to keep her going a little longer. Perhaps there was some devil in him after all. As he pulled away, Haruhi let out a desperate sob.

"Mori-senpai…I'm so close…please…"

He loved it when she begged him. Mori softly stroked her face. Haruhi was trembling and he could feel the perspiration at her temples. Her whole body was looking so wet and delicious, Takashi just wanted to take her completely. He knew, however that he would need to restrain himself. Looping his fingers around the the sides of her panties, Mori finally pulled them down slowly. After parting her thighs again, he could see that Haruhi's pussy was very fleshy and wet. Mori started playing with her clit again with his fingers, smiling as Haruhi mewed weakly.

"You like this, don't you…"

"God, yes!"

With his other hand, Mori inserted two fingers and began a gentle thrust. It wasn't long before Haruhi was bucking her hips up against his hands. Just a slight curve of the fingers sent the young woman teetering over the edge. Her pussy gripped Mori's digits as she reeled her head back in a near silent cry.

Haruhi's back arched at the intensity of her second orgasm. She felt herself clutch tight before finally releasing. At that moment, Haruhi noticed a very wet sensation. It felt kind of like…

"Oh my god!" she gasped as she quickly sat up.

Takashi looked cool and calm in front of her as he slid his fingers out of her pussy. Haruhi took the opportunity and glanced between her legs. The bedsheet was wet through, much more than it should have been.

"Oh no…" Haruhi felt her face burning.

"Are you alright?" Mori asked, thinking he may have done something she didn't like.

"I...I'm sorry, Senpai...I guess-.. I…"

"Squirted?"

"Huh?" Haruhi saw Mori hold up his hand for her to observed. It was drenched. "Wait...this isn't a thing, is it? I mean...does this happen?"

"Sometimes." Mori explained "It can happen when an orgasm is particularly intense. Not every woman can do it."

"Oh…" Haruhi still wasn't sure how she felt about this, but she figured it was nothing to be embarrassed about, not if Mori-senpai wasn't put off by it. She relaxed a bit and let her head roll back, still enjoying the high from coming. It was intense. Mori-senpai definitely had skill, and Haruhi couldn't wait to see more. She felt she needed to give him some relief. She had already come twice tonight and he still had yet to remove his pajama pants!

Well that would be a good start…- she thought.

Haruhi got up on her knees, smiling as she reached out for Takashi. She placed her hands on his shoulders and began to pull him down on the bed with her. Mori followed her lead, and laid down next to her. He propped himself up on one elbow and leaned over to survey her.

"You sure you don't need to rest?" he asked with a hint of a smile.

"No, I want to keep playing. Besides, you've been waiting…" Haruhi's eyes trailed down yet again. Yes, he was still hard and ready, however he had yet to make a move to continue. Did he want her to take the lead this time?

Haruhi looked up at the gorgeous man above her and saw the raw wanting in his charcoal eyes. She knew then that he was holding back.

"Senpai, it's ok." Haruhi said as she sat up. "I know you won't hurt me...not badly, anyway. I...I want you to fuck me."

She climbed on top of him and straddled his legs "Is this ok?" she asked.

Mori just nodded with his usual "hm…" But Haruhi could tell it was a happy one. She slowly reached for his waistband and gently pulled it back to free his erection. What she saw almost had Haruhi falling backwards. Takashi was HUGE! Haruhi's hand flew up to her chest with a heave as she marveled what "stood" before her. His cock was so unquestionably massive, she felt her throat begin to tighten at the thought of trying to get it in her mouth. Would it even fit inside her? No, it couldn't possibly…

"Haruhi?" The low voice interrupted her racing mind.

"Senpai…" Her thoughts were now whirling with doubt. Haruhi was sure that Mori-senpai was well-endowed but not hung like a fucking horse! How was this even possible? There was no way she could take it. Although she so badly wanted her please him, she just couldn't see how. Her breath started to pick up its pace…

"Haruhi," Mori sat up with the petite young woman still in lap and held his forehead to hers. He gently cradled her head in his hands and silently encouraged her to breathe. He saw very quickly that she was about to have a panic attack. He had worried about this. It was for this reason that he was insistent on taking this slow.

"I'm sorry, Senpai…"

"There's nothing you need to apologize for."

"No, I thought that I could-"

"Shhh…" Mori began to rub the back of her neck to ease her. Haruhi closed her eyes and rested her head at the crook of Mori's neck. His patience never failed to amaze her. She imagined that many other guys would just get confused or even pissed that she had freaked out like this. Yet Mori-senpai asked for no explanation and remained composed. He was so stoic, despite the fact that he was suffering a raging hard-on.

When she was sure she was breathing normally again, Haruhi slowly raised her head to meet Mori's gaze.

"Better?" he asked.

"Yes. Thank you." she nodded. "I'm…not sure what just happened. I guess I was...surprised?" she looked down between their torsos.

Yup...he's still standing… she thought, still in awe at his size, not to mention his stamina. Were all men able to stay hard this long without sexual stimulation? It was a question she would have to ask later.

"Did you want to stop?" Mori asked, breaking their brief silence. Haruhi looked back up to face him.

"No! I mean…" she gulped some air before continuing. "I want to keep going...I'm just not sure how I…" she couldn't find the right words. But Mori knew what she was worried about.

"We'll take it slow." he assured her, and fully removed his pants.

Mori gently placed Haruhi's arms around his shoulders so she could balance herself as he pulled her closer. Bringing her lips to his, he kissed her deeply, hoping to further relieve her anxiety. Her lips were so soft, so sweet and pink as rose petals. If kissing would be enough to satisfy Haruhi, he would gladly caress her delicious mouth all night. But Takashi knew what she wanted...what she needed. Without breaking the kiss, he reached over to his discarded pajama pants and fished out the extra sensitive condom in the pocket. He had it on before Haruhi could even ponder the sound of crinkling plastic.

Slowly Takashi slid his hands beneath her and lifted Haruhi further onto his lap, lining her slick entrance with the head of his cock. When he felt Haruhi tense up slightly, Mori tightened his grip on her buttocks, his nails beginning to dig in her flesh but not enough to break skin. It had the right effect on Haruhi, as she released a small sigh. Mori took the opportunity to lower her onto himself, then his own breath caught in his throat when just the head of his cock penetrated her. Never had he felt anything so wonderfully tight.

Haruhi could feel herself stretch as she urged Takashi slowly further. This delivered a new intoxicating burn in her core. She had no idea how there was ever going to be enough room...yet her fear was outweighed by her desire. She wanted more.

"Please keep going…" she whispered.

Mori lifted her up before sliding in further, about half way. Haruhi gasped. Her legs began to quiver and her pussy felt even tighter around his shaft. He kept her in his steel grip as he began to steadily move inside her, knowing it would help keep her relaxed. As Takashi inched further in, Haruhi found herself picking up the rhythm along with him. Every inch he gained earned a louder moan. He fucking loved that sound, almost as much as being inside her.

By the way Haruhi started moving her hips more, Mori could tell that she was letting go of her anxiety, therefore he decided to take it up a notch. Bringing a hand up to the back of her head, he laced his fingers in her hair to pull once again. It was a very welcomed gesture. Mori then swiftly changed the position. Before Haruhi even realized it, the man had her on her back, with her legs around his waist. He leaned in and started whispering huskily in her ear.

"Say it again…"

"...fuck me…" she whimpered.

"Like you said it before, Haruhi."

"I need you to fuck me, Mori-sen-"

"-Takashi." he corrected. Haruhi paused briefly, surprised. She then smiled and nodded.

"Yes," she said "I need you, Takashi."

Without hesitation, Takashi delivered the long thrust that finally buried his cock deep inside her. The young woman's torso arched towards the ceiling as she continued to call his name. She didn't think of who might have heard her in the mansion, and even if she had thought of about it, she wouldn't have cared. Meanwhile the man above her was trying to keep a steady head on his shoulders, a task that was becoming increasingly difficult. There was still that thought in the back of his mind "Don't break her…" However, when seeing her writhing beneath him, begging him, moaning his name...he was prepared to just let his carnal instincts take over.

Haruhi moaned louder as Takashi lifted her leg up and over his shoulder. It was almost more than she could stretch but she wasn't about to complain, not while he was thrusting his cock in her so hard now. His fingers were still tangled in her hair and kept her head down on the mattress, she could barely move her head from side to side.

"Open your mouth…" he growled in a hushed tone. Hesitation would be a mistake, but Haruhi was curious to what he would do. Takashi slowed his pace.

"Do you want me to stop?" he said. There was no concern in his voice this time. This...this was a threat! Eyes growing wide, Haruhi shook her head and parted her lips for him. That knowing smile was back on his face.

"Good girl…"

That's it...I'm done for...

To hear Takashi praise her that way, Haruhi knew she would do just about anything he asked. Even if he was the one technically making the demands at the moment, she couldn't help but feel that enticing sense of power. He inserted two fingers between her lips for her to suck before bringing his own mouth to her nipples. Haruhi's eyes rolled back as she savored the sensations all over her body. As Takashi lifted his head back up to face her, he quickened his pace again. He had been getting close for a long time, but wouldn't come till she was again fully satisfied. Once again he changed the position, lifting her other leg to join the first at his shoulders. Her ass lifted off the bed, changing his angle of thrust. He was now hitting all the right places. Haruhi was panting like she couldn't get enough breath.

"Takashi...Takashi…"

"Come for me…"

With one final thrust, Takashi felt her muscles close in on him tight. The contraction brought Takashi to an immediate finish. He felt her pussy tremble as she squirted for the second time. This time, she really couldn't care. She was floating twelve feet in the air!

After quickly disposing of the condom, Takashi helped Haruhi under the covers. It was now three am and she was practically passed out. He joined her under the covers where she curled up into his chest. Soon, sleep took over.

Unbeknown to them...well maybe only to Haruhi...was a third party witness. Quietly outside the bedroom door, he smiled before taking another bite of cake.

"Well done, Takashi."

A/N: Hey everyone! Hope you enjoyed the chapter! Be sure to review and let me know! Thanks for your patience and support! And a special thanks to ramblingrobin for letting me continue this story! 3 More coming soon!