The Heart System Chapter 551

I let out a breath, wiping the perspiration from my brow. While the thought of contacting Eleanor was appealing, I didn’t want to be inconsiderate. She was dealing with a lot, and I was uncertain if her prior offer stemmed from politeness or genuine need.

Minne's ear was whispered to by Tessa, who leaned in close. All the while, her feet maintained a consistent, skilled rhythm against my shaft. Despite my fatigue, I felt myself becoming aroused once more. Tessa, without a doubt, knew precisely how to elicit a reaction.

"Alright," I conceded, reaching for my phone. "I'll send her a message. If she agrees, we can move forward—"

A sudden, forceful rapping on the penthouse door interrupted my sentence. Raising an eyebrow, I gently shifted Tessa's feet so I could stand. After clearing my throat and adjusting my posture, I approached the door. A quick glance through the peephole brought a look of surprise to my face.

I swung the door open. There stood Eleanor, arms crossed, looking stunning even at this late hour. Her gaze immediately dropped, Fixating on my semi-erect member, where a single drop of semen still clung to the tip. It was perhaps the most awkward entrance imaginable.

"I told you to call me when you all got started," she stated with a sigh, stepping inside without an invitation. "What's the issue? Am I not desirable enough to join the festivities?"

"Eleanor!" Tessa exclaimed from the couch, her voice filled with delight. "I insisted we should have contacted you!"

I ran a hand over the back of my head, feeling the cool air from the corridor. "I simply didn't wish to impose on you, Eleanor. I assumed you might require rest."

"Hey," she replied, playfully nudging my arm as I secured the door. "I could use all the distraction I can get right now. Like... a significant amount of distraction."

She entered the living room with a confident smirk, promptly removing her high heels. Mik, sensing the new arrival, peered around the corner of the hallway, stretched her small body, and then retreated to her bed.

Eleanor's eyes swept over the living room – the scattered clothing, the damp spots on the coffee table, and the flushed complexions of the women. She gave a nod of approval. "Impressive. You all certainly went all out in here. Look at this scene."

I chuckled, following her into the main room. "The girls' doing, Eleanor. I'm merely the unfortunate participant. Believe me."

"Well, you are the last one," Kim interjected, moving towards me. "It's my turn. I was promised."

"Seriously, Kim, I'm not going to take him from you. Calm down," Eleanor responded with a laugh.

"Tell that to her," Kim retorted, pointing at Jasmine. "She's quite the attention-hog, I tell you."

Without waiting for a reply, Kim smiled and unexpectedly lunged at me. I managed to catch her just in time, lifting her into my arms. She wrapped her legs tightly around my waist, her feet locking behind my back, pressing her chest firmly against mine. She leaned in, initiating a deep, passionate kiss that consumed my lips. The intense connection of our tongues was sweet and fervent, yet the interruption at the door had left me somewhat subdued.

"Aww... not hard," Tessa teased from the couch, giving me a visible thumbs-down. "Shame on him! Shame! Shame!"

"Consider this a preliminary for me, then," Eleanor chuckled. She sank to her knees before me, her gaze fixed on mine as I continued to hold Kim aloft.

Gathering some saliva, she spat it onto her palm, spreading it over my shaft. She leaned in, her lips encircling the head of my member before taking me deep into her mouth.

Minne was nudged by Tessa, who pointed towards the spectacle. "See that, little maid? That's how you perform the act I taught you. Observe closely."

The combined sensations were overwhelming. Above, Kim was consuming my mouth, her breasts pressing against my chest as we exchanged heated, breathless moans. Below, Eleanor was applying a consistent, skillful suction, her tongue darting around the sensitive skin. The effect was potent. I felt the blood rush back, my member thickening and hardening until it strained against the back of Eleanor’s throat.

Eleanor emitted a muffled sound of pleasure, sensing the shift. She pulled back, my cock emerging from her mouth with a wet sound. Looking up at me, she smiled, her lips glistening.

"There," she whispered. "Now he's as prepared as he can possibly be."

Eleanor reached up, her fingers finding the heat between Kim’s thighs as she remained clasped around my waist. Kim gasped, a sharp, broken sound escaping her as her head fell back. Eleanor used her free hand to guide me, aligning the tip of my member with Kim’s slick entrance.

"Now," Eleanor urged.

I adjusted my hold on Kim’s hips and delivered a powerful, upward thrust. I slid home in a single, fluid motion, burying myself deep within her. Kim’s eyes flew open, a long, ragged cry escaping her as she clutched my shoulders, the room finally coming back into sharp focus.

I began to move.