Conquering Ladies With My 10x Rebate System-Chapter 28: Give me more. {R18}

Naya’s words hung in the air like a soft thunder—quiet, yet world-shaking.

"Caleb, eat me."

A beat passed. Then another.

Her breath trembled in her chest, her arms stiff at her sides, every inch of her skin alive with sensation. She wasn’t just embarrassed anymore. She was terrified. Not of Caleb—but of what she was surrendering.

Caleb didn’t move at first. He simply watched her—his expression unreadable, lips slightly parted. The shadows that danced over his sculpted body seemed to pull him into another realm, somewhere between restraint and hunger.

His heart was pounding too.

Not from lust—at least, not only lust.

This wasn’t just about the system or the mission anymore. This wasn’t just another seduction. For the first time since awakening in this new world, Caleb felt something more than strategy or desire.

He was falling. Hard.

"Naya," he said her name gently, like it was fragile in his mouth. "You don’t have to do anything you’re not ready for."

"I know," she whispered.

She looked away, her hands fisting the sheets beneath her. "But I want to... I want this. I want you."

There was a pause—silent, yet screaming with tension.

"Why?" he asked, moving closer. "Why now?"

Her lips quivered as her thoughts scrambled. "Because I’m tired of being afraid," she whispered. "Afraid of the dreams, afraid of dying, afraid of living. But with you... I don’t feel small anymore. I feel like I exist. Like I’m allowed to feel. And I want to feel everything—before the world rips it all away again."

Caleb’s chest ached.

She was laying herself bare, not just her body, but her soul. And for the first time, he felt undeserving of it.

"I never meant to become someone important to you," he said quietly. "But... I think I already did, didn’t I?"

She nodded, eyes glistening.

"Then I’ll take responsibility," he murmured, leaning down and brushing her hair back from her cheek. "Not just for tonight... but for everything that comes after."

Naya blinked, tears streaming silently now. She had never heard anyone say something like that to her—not without wanting something in return.

"You idiot," she whispered, her lips trembling. "Why do you say things like that?"

He smiled faintly. "Because I mean them."

He leaned in again, but this time, there was no hesitation. His lips met hers with tenderness, not hunger. It wasn’t a kiss of conquest—it was one of promise.

And it melted her.

Caleb parted his lips.

Then he trailed kisses down her jaw. Her breath hitched. She buried her face in the crook of his neck as his lips traced the fragile line of her collarbone. Her skin quivered beneath his mouth, each kiss like a warm drop of water against cold stone.

She arched under him as he found her chest, his lips exploring her soft curves. Her body tensed, then relaxed, as though surrendering inch by inch—not just to him, but to herself.

She wanted this.

She wanted to stop surviving and start feeling.

"Caleb..." she gasped, her voice cracking as he pressed gentle kisses lower.

He looked up, locking eyes with her. "Are you sure?"

She nodded, her voice too choked to speak.

"Words, Naya."

Her lips parted. "Yes."

That was all he needed.

Caleb closed the distance, his hands reaching out to caress her thighs. His fingers were warm, gentle, sending goosebumps rippling across her skin. Slowly, deliberately, he explored her—trailing upward.

When his palms reached her breasts, he cupped one with care, lifting it like a precious jewel.

"Ahhh~" Naya gasped, her sweet voice ringing through the room.

Caleb’s thumb traced over her erect pink bud, pressing gently.

"~Moahhh!" she cried out, her knees buckling. She clung to his arms for support, her mind spinning.

Caleb bent forward, brushing his lips beside her ear.

"Don’t worry," he whispered, his breath tickling her skin. "I’ll make you feel more pleasure than you’ve ever dreamed of."

His words made her entire ear turn red, her pulse thundering.

Before she could respond, his mouth was on hers again—kissing her deeply, passionately. Their tongues met in a fierce embrace, wet and heated, dancing and tasting. The kiss deepened as Naya surrendered herself completely, letting his hands and mouth take the lead.

Their fluids mingled, their bodies pressing against each other with raw need.

His other hand roamed downward, parting her thighs.

She was soaked.

Caleb looked up at her, watching her eyes flutter and her lips tremble. He slid a finger through her folds, teasing her entrance without pushing in.

"You’re so wet for me..." he whispered.

She hid her face in her hands, too embarrassed to respond.

He smiled softly, kissing her wrists. Then, lowering himself again, his mouth replaced his fingers, and Naya’s world shattered.

"Ahhh~ Caleb!" she screamed, her hips bucking upward instinctively.

His tongue moved with deliberate strokes—slow, focused, purposeful.

He tasted every inch of her, his hands holding her thighs open gently but firmly.

Her moans grew louder, sharper, until her entire body shook with release.

Then came the system’s faint chime in the corner of Caleb’s mind.

{Mission complete!}

> {+10X Rebate: $20,400,000 Received}

{Bond Progress: 78% – Status: Emotionally Entrenched}

But for once, Caleb didn’t care.

The system could wait.

Caleb rose from between her legs, wiping his mouth as he looked at her—completely stunned by how beautiful she was in that moment.

Is it just me, or did she become more attractive? he thought with a smile.

Caleb positioned himself at her entrance, looking her in the eyes.

"I’ll go slow," he said.

She nodded, wrapping her arms around his neck.

"I want you. All of you."

He pushed in, gently—inch by inch.

Naya gasped, her nails digging into his back, her eyes widening from the unfamiliar stretch.

He paused, allowing her time to adjust. Then, when she gave a trembling nod, he moved again.

It started with pain, but slowly, it transformed into something else.

Caleb was lost in the sensational feeling. Her insides were tight, hugging his throbbing dick tightly.

Naya wasn’t left out as well, as her insides began heating up, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through every fibre of her being.

"More, more... Give me more."