Rebate System: From Poor Student To Billionaire Playboy

Chapter 22. Fucking Alicia R18

Harry led her back to his suite, relieved that he'd reserved it in advance, otherwise, the long trip to his tiny flat would have shattered the electric charge sparking between them.

At that instant, their desire burned fiercely, demanding release. Harry scanned his keycard across the smart lock, and the door unlocked smoothly on the first try, highlighting the advanced tech in this upscale hotel.

He swung the door wide, and the space carried an even richer aroma than before; he spotted a gadget steadily diffusing a subtle scent throughout the room.

"This suite is stunning…" Alicia murmured, unable to hide her wonder, every detail radiated luxury.

"It's tough to call anything beautiful when you're right here in front of me," Harry replied with a corny line, still in disbelief that he was about to fuck Alicia.

Harry's corny line prompted Alicia to elbow him playfully while she laughed.

"Cut it out!~" she whispered, though Harry could tell she savored the flattery; it was predictable she'd respond like this.

"You've got quite the charming way with words. You got a sweet tongue…" Alicia noted, heading over to the massive king bed and perching on its edge.

"How would you know unless you've sampled it?" Harry challenged, approaching her until he stood just a breath away.

She craned her neck to meet his gaze, soon sensing his warm fingers lifting her chin gently.

It was astonishing she hadn't torn his shirt off yet, with her pulse thundering in her chest and her core throbbing.

"Care for a sample of my sweet tongue?" Harry asked, his eyes piercing straight into hers, making Alicia feel utterly captured in that instant.

She hadn't realized mere words could wield such power, he hadn't even touched her further, yet she was drenched.

Harry let out a low laugh at her wordless reaction; he'd anticipated a sharper comeback, but her flushed state was obvious, so he decided to lead the way.

Gently, he drew her up, his arm circling her waist to pull her flush against him.

"You really know ho—! ah" Alicia gasped. Harry squeezed her firm ass cheeks, his fingers sinking into their plush softness like dough.

They yielded so perfectly, and Harry struggled to hold back, his dick straining rigidly against his pants.

It hadn't throbbed this intensely in years, all because of the anticipation of claiming her, though he knew he had to pace himself.

"I believe it's time for that treat now," Alicia declared with a sly smile, pressing forward to capture his lips. Harry responded instantly, plunging his tongue into her mouth.

They twisted together, inhaling only each other's heated breaths, the air thick with passion.

Harry kept his hold on her ass, kneading it more insistently, watching it jiggle softly even in his grasp.

Alicia pulled back briefly to gasp for air, her expression revealing how much she enjoyed it.

"Enjoying your treat?" Harry inquired, and Alicia beamed before answering.

"Absolutely, and what about yours?" she countered, but Harry's focus drifted to her breasts.

"I haven't gotten to it yet…" he said. His left arm stayed at her waist while his right hand moved to cup her chest.

"Ah!" Alicia whimpered as Harry realized she wore no bra, her nipples already peaked stiffly under his light grasp.

He tugged her dress down to expose her breasts, his restraint fraying, who wouldn't?

Alicia's figure was divine, and Harry intended to worship it fully that evening.

He lowered his mouth to her erect left nipple, teasing the right one with his fingers.

Alicia clamped her lips together, tilting her head back to relish the sensation, as Harry's tongue traced soft loops around her areola, heightening every nerve.

"Ahhh!~"

She couldn't stifle her delight, but then she felt his bulge pressing insistently, stunned by its unyielding firmness, like a steel rod ready to burst his pants.

"F-Fuck! If you don't stop, I might just…!~"

Alicia sensed her rationality slipping, given how expertly Harry lavished attention on her nipples, proving his seasoned skill.

She fumbled for his bulge, rubbing it slowly up and down. She craved the feel of his cock in her palm, but her mind was hazy.

"Heh, someone's impatient…" Harry mocked, yet Alicia was beyond caring right then; she needed his dick.

She yanked down his zipper and freed the prize she'd been aching for, but as the fabric parted, his long shaft sprang out, smacking her cheek.

She was momentarily in disbelief at how huge Harry was down there. Alicia marvelled at how a slim but muscular man like Harry could have a bigger cock than Marcus.

"Looks like it fancies you," Harry joked again. Alicia stood up and kissed him deeply while pumping his cock, tracing every ridge and vein with her grip.

Harry had to end the kiss, but before he could speak, Alicia dropped to her knees again; she used both hands on it now.

Her delicate palms emphasized its size, this was no surprise, with Harry's 9-inch beast nestled there.

She parted her lips wide, like a serpent striking, and Harry watched as she gradually engulfed his full length into her throat.

[Affection level updated!]

[Alicia's affection: 40%!]

Yet in that moment, Harry's mind was solely on the woman kneeling before him, devouring his cock.