Lust Meter System: Conquering Beauties-Chapter 151: Hang Out 2 [+R18]

Jane’s smile widened slowly, her eyes still locked on his. "Yeah?"

"Yeah."

She looked at him for a long moment, her fingers playing with the edge of her cup. Then she set it down on the table, slowly, deliberately.

She leaned back in her seat, her head tilting slightly. "mm. For some weird reason, it’s pretty hard to say no to you."

Time stopped.

The system appeared, clean white text hanging in the air.

**[Option 1: "Of course it’s going to be hard to say no. You looked pretty happy when you were sucking this." | +15 Lust Points]**

**[Option 2: "Then don’t." | +10 Lust Points]**

Liam looked at the options.

He made his choice.

Time resumed.

"Of course it’s going to be hard to say no. You looked pretty happy when you were sucking this."

He stood up.

Jane’s eyes followed him, her expression shifting from amused to curious. The smile was still there, but softer now.

Liam reached down, unbuttoned his jeans slowly, the metal button popping loose with a quiet click. He pulled his dick out. It was already half-hard, the head lifting, thick and heavy in his hand.

Jane’s eyes dropped immediately, locking onto it. Her smile faltered slightly.

He started walking toward her. Slow. Deliberate. His jeans still unbuttoned, hanging low on his hips, his dick fully visible now, getting harder with each step.

The deck was cool under his bare feet. The yacht rocked slightly, and he adjusted his balance without thinking, his eyes never leaving hers.

’Look at her. She’s not saying no. She’s not moving. Just watching. Waiting to see what I’m going to do next.’

Jane stared at him for a second. Then she let out a short laugh, shaking her head. "Okay, yeah. You got me there." She paused, her smile softening. "But still."

Time stopped again.

**[Option 1: "Before you say anything else, just imagine how good you felt doing that. Now imagine when I’m finally inside you." | +15 Lust Points]**

**[Option 2: "You should give this a try at least." | +3 Lust

Liam looked at the options.

Here’s a polished version:

’Makes sense — she was clearly enjoying herself, so asking her to remember how it felt in that bathroom is definitely going to make it hard for her to say no.’

"Stop," he said.

Jane froze, her eyebrows pulling together slightly.

He took another step closer, his hand wrapping around his dick, stroking it once. Slow. Deliberate.

"Before you say anything else, just imagine how good you felt doing that." He paused, his eyes locked on hers. "Now imagine when I’m finally inside you."

Time resumed.

Jane looked up at him, her lips parting slightly, her breathing shifting.

She stared at him for a long moment. Then she smiled, softer this time. "Okay."

’There it is.’

Liam leaned down and kissed her.

Her lips parted immediately, her hands coming up to his chest, her fingers pressing against his skin. The kiss was slow at first, then deeper, her tongue moving against his, her breathing picking up.

When he pulled back, she was looking at him, her eyes slightly unfocused, her lips wet.

"Hold on," Liam said.

She frowned. "What now?"

"I want to try something."

"What?"

He reached down and grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it over his head in one smooth motion and tossing it onto one of the cushioned seats. Then he pushed his jeans down completely, stepping out of them. His dick was fully hard now, standing upright.

Jane’s eyes moved down his body, lingering.

"Strip," he said.

She looked at him for a second, her lips pulling into a small smile. "Bossy."

"You complaining?"

"Not really."

She stood up slowly and reached behind her back. Her fingers found the zipper of her white dress and pulled it down. The sound was quiet, just the soft rasp of metal on fabric.

The dress loosened around her shoulders. She shrugged it off, letting it slide down her body and pool at her feet.

Underneath, she was wearing a light pink bra and matching panties. Simple. The fabric was thin, and Liam could see the outline of her nipples pressing against the bra.

She reached behind her back again and unclipped the bra with one hand. It came loose, and she let it fall.

Her boobs came free, full and soft, pale in the dim light. Her nipples were pink, hard.

Then she hooked her thumbs into the waistband of her panties and slid them down slowly, stepping out of them.

’Damn.’

Liam’s eyes moved over her. The curve of her waist. The shape of her hips. The way her thighs pressed together slightly when she stood still.

He turned and walked toward the front of the yacht, toward the open deck space near the bow. It was wide and empty, nothing but smooth white flooring and the metal railing along the edge. The water stretched out beyond it, dark and endless, reflecting the stars overhead.

Jane followed him, her footsteps quiet on the deck, her boobs swaying slightly with each step.

When Liam reached the open space, he stopped and lay down on his back. The deck was cool against his skin. His dick stood upright, fully hard.

Jane stopped a few feet away, looking down at him. "What are you doing?"

Liam looked up at her. "Come here."

"Where?"

He gestured with one hand. "Turn around. Straddle my face. Your mouth on me. My mouth on you."

Her eyes widened slightly. Then she smiled. "Oh. Okay."

She walked over, turned around so her back was facing him, and carefully lowered herself down. Her knees settled on either side of his head, her thighs pressing lightly against his shoulders, her ass right above his face.

From this angle, Liam could see everything. The curve of her ass. The pink of her pussy, already wet, glistening slightly.

’She was already soaked — and the whole time, she was acting like she didn’t even want it.’

She leaned forward, her hands bracing on his thighs, her ponytail swinging forward. Her boobs hung down beneath her, swaying.

Her mouth wrapped around his dick.

"Fuck..."

The word slipped out before he could stop it. Warm. Wet. Tight.

His hands came up immediately, gripping her hips. He pulled her down slightly until her pussy was right above his mouth.

He leaned up and pressed his tongue flat against her.

"Mmh..."

The sound came from her throat, muffled, vibrating through his dick.

He moved his tongue slowly, dragging it upward, tasting her. She was wet already, warm and slick.

Her hips shifted, pressing down against his mouth, and he took it. His tongue moved again, circling her clit, pressing against it. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

Her mouth moved on his dick, her head bobbing slowly, her lips tight around him, her tongue working.

’God, she’s good at this.’

Liam’s hands gripped her hips tighter, pulling her down harder. His tongue pressed against her clit, then moved lower, dipping inside her.

"Mmh... oh..."

Her voice was barely there, muffled completely by his dick filling her mouth.

Her hips rocked against his face now, her body moving on its own.

Her mouth moved faster, taking him deeper, her throat opening up. The wet sounds filled the air, mixing with the sound of water lapping against the yacht.

Liam’s tongue circled her clit again, then flicked against it. Fast.

Her thighs tensed against his shoulders.

"Ah... gmmm..."

Her hips jerked forward, grinding against his mouth, and he kept going. His tongue didn’t stop.

Her boobs swayed beneath her with every movement, heavy and full.

Her mouth pulled off his dick for just a second, long enough to gasp. "Fuck... that’s... oh god..."

Then she went back down, taking him all the way.

"Shit... Jane..."

He couldn’t help it. The way her throat worked around him, the way her tongue moved, it was too much.

His tongue pressed harder, faster, his hands gripping her hips and holding her in place.

Her breathing was ragged now, coming in short bursts.

"Mm... mmph... mm gmmna..."

Her thighs clamped down around his head, her hips grinding hard against his mouth as she came. Her whole body went rigid, shaking.

"Mmh... mmh gmmm... fmmck..."

Her mouth pulled off his dick completely, her head dropping forward, her hands gripping his thighs, her nails digging in.

"Ah... oh fuck... fuck..."

Liam kept going, his tongue still moving, drawing it out.

When she finally went limp, her breathing still uneven, he stopped.

His hands loosened on her hips. Her thighs were still trembling.

She stayed there for a moment, her head down, her chest heaving, her boobs rising and falling.

Then she shifted, carefully lifting herself off him and turning around. Her movements were slow, unsteady.

She looked down at him, her face flushed, her hair messy, her lips swollen.

"Holy shit," she said quietly.

Liam looked up at her. "Good?"

She laughed, breathless. "Yeah. Really good."

She glanced down at his dick, still hard.

"You didn’t finish," she said.

"You’re very observant." He looked at her. "We have to do something about that."

She smiled. "So what do you want to do about that?"