My Accidental Harem-Chapter 43

I was over the moon: Rowan agreed to be my girlfriend!

That week, I walked Rowan home every day.

On the weekend, I went to Rowan’s house to see her.

Rowan opened the door in loose home clothes.

Seeing the youthful and lovely Rowan, I couldn’t help but imagine the enchantment of being with her. Her breath quickened with sweet moans, her voice soul-stirring and captivating.

Rowan led me to her bedroom, then walked to her bed and bent down to unzip her shoes.

I watched her every move intently, catching a glimpse of her tender breast showing at the low neckline.

I could see the alluring pink nipple on her tender breast.

As my gaze leveled, I could see her cute little breasts snugly wrapped in a pure white bra.

After taking off her shoes, Rowan sat on the bed.

I stood by the bed, looking at her delicate and tender little feet in front of me.

Unable to resist, I knelt down on one knee, leaned forward, and gently held her delicate feet in my hands, rubbing them against my cheek.

"What are you doing? Let go, it tickles."

Rowan’s eyes widened as she looked at me. I stood up, wrapped my arms around Rowan’s waist, and pulled her close. She rested her soft cheek against my shoulder.

My hand slid into Rowan’s loose pants leg, following the slender curve of her smooth thigh, crossing the velvety skin to her petite yet plump buttocks.

"No, we can’t do this, ah!"

Rowan anxiously reached out her small hand to pull mine down.

I looked at her flushed face in helplessness and reluctantly withdrew my hand that was about to touch her underwear.

I pressed my face against her smooth cheek, leaning in to kiss her soft lips.

Rowan swayed her face back and forth to avoid my kisses. Her soft lips slid on my face, making it impossible for me to kiss her rosy lips.

In the struggle, the loose neckline of her home clothes became crooked, revealing a pure white bra, her small breasts protruding in a beautiful shape, and I saw the smooth and tender skin on her breasts.

Rowan let out a scream, covering the open neckline with her hand. I cupped her face with my hand, finally pressing my lips to her soft ones.

Rowan’s delicate lips quivered, and she emitted shy yet urgent moans from her nose.

I extended my tongue to explore her mouth, but Rowan tightly closed her lips in resistance. My attempts to pry them open were thwarted by her clenched teeth, and she pushed firmly against my chest with her small hand.

"Don’t! My sister will be back soon. She’ll see us."

Helplessly, I had to give up this attempt.

Rowan looked at me shyly and said, "How about I come to see you tomorrow, okay?"

I quickly nodded repeatedly.

After staying at her house for a while, I left before Rowan’s sister came back.

The next day, I was resting at home when I heard the doorbell ring. As soon as I opened the door, I saw Rowan’s slender figure.

"How come you’ve arrived so early?" I asked in surprise.

"Not welcoming me?" She gave a sweet smile, then her tone turned resentful. "I thought you were ignoring me."

With that, she walked into the room and sat at the head of my bed.

"How could I? Why would you think that?" I said as I gazed at her pretty face.

Rowan blushed and said softly, "I thought you were mad at me yesterday."

I was profoundly moved by her innocence and purity.

"I would never be mad at you, because I like you too much," I declared firmly.

"Really?" Rowan looked up at me, revealing an angelic smile.

Perhaps because the room was too hot, Rowan’s face looked flushed, and tiny beads of sweat glistened on her small, sharp nose.

"It’s so hot in your house," she said.

Rowan wore a light yellow t-shirt, and, more strikingly, a short white skirt that left her shapely, symmetrical legs enticingly exposed.

Rowan reached for the ponytail holder and released her hair, allowing it to cascade over her round shoulders, while her soft ample chest gently rose and fell.

"What drink do you want?" I asked.

Rowan’s eyes flirted as she smiled. "Just a glass of water will do, and may I have a pair of slippers?"

She gently shook her perfectly shaped thighs, her smooth ankles swaying below, making me burn with desire.

I couldn’t hold back any longer and rushed to wrap my arms around her soft waist.

Rowan’s body was full and supple, trembling slightly as I held her close.

I cupped her shy, slightly flushed face in my hands and leaned in to kiss her rosy lips. This time, she didn’t pull away, instead, she tilted her face up to meet mine.

The moment our lips touched, I felt her soft lips tremble, her breathing becoming heavy and uneven.

I gently rubbed her lips, slipped my tongue past her white teeth, and captured her little tongue in my mouth.

Rowan’s tongue was small and delicate, moving smoothly with a sweet taste.

I held the soft, limp Rowan and sat down on the bed.

"Rowan?"

"What?" she replied, her lips moist.

"I like you."

"I like you too," she said softly. With a flushed face, Rowan looked at me with affection, gathered her courage, and kissed me on the cheek.

We embraced and shared a lingering kiss. When our lips finally parted, a glistening thread of saliva connected us.

Rowan nestled in my arms, letting me stroke her hair and cheeks.

Her long legs were half-bent, and I traced the smooth lines of her thighs down to her delicate ankles.

Gazing at her perky breasts and tender thighs, I felt a sudden hardness pressing against my pants. I saw the tender skin at the base of Rowan’s crossed thighs under her skirt, almost revealing the color of her panties.

But the skirt hid the panties under its short hem.

I took a deep breath, trying to calm myself, trembling as I slowly lifted the hem of her skirt, gazing at her smooth thighs.

Noticing my movement, she blushed and murmured softly. "Don’t. Don’t."

Her refusal had a coquettish tone.

My hand slowly but firmly lifted Rowan’s skirt.

What came into view was a pair of white cotton panties.

But these panties couldn’t contain her petite, round, and perky buttocks.

The small, thin panties clung to her delicate skin, faintly revealing