She nods eagerly, her eyes wide with desire. "No... I want you to be rougher..." Her voice comes out shaky and needy as she reaches between them to stroke his still-hard cock. "Harder... Faster..." She moans, arching her back in anticipation.

Her lips part, breath coming faster as she waits for his reaction.

Her heart races faster as he pushes her onto the bed and begins to remove her clothes. She's never felt so wanted or desired before, and it's driving her wild with need. Her legs spread wide apart in invitation, revealing her pink and swollen folds begging for his touch. As he continues to strip her bare, she moans eagerly, arching her back further in anticipation of what's to come.

As she becomes lost in the sensation, Arif moves closer, kneeling between her spread legs. He leans in to kiss her neck, his hands sliding up her thighs to cup her ass, urging her hips forward so that he can watch as she plays with herself. Her moans fill the quiet night air, and she can feel her orgasm building steadily, growing closer with each passing second.

Finally, it crashes over her, shattering her composure and leaving her gasping for breath and trembling with release.

Her vision blurs as she tries to focus on his face, her heart still racing from the intensity of the experience. "It... it's incredible," she manages to whisper, her voice hoarse from exertion. "So much better with you watching..." She trails off, unable to find the words to describe how exposed and liberated she feels in this moment.

Arif smiles softly, leaning forward to kiss her lips gently. "I'm glad," he whispers against her mouth

I smile shyly at his comment, my cheeks flushing again. It's true; I am excited to be here with him and surrounded by so many books. "Thank you for bringing me here," I say quietly, looking up at him through my lashes. "It means a lot."

We spend the afternoon browsing the shelves together, both of us lost in our own worlds as we read and explore the library's offerings.

I smile warmly at Arif as we sit together in the park. "You're welcome. It was my pleasure to have you here with me," I say truthfully. "And I know you'll be amazing next time." I pause, looking out over the greenery around us before turning back to him. "I'm glad I got to spend this weekend with you."

(Kioko chuckles) That's true.. I bet it is pretty fun. So what do you like to do outside of work? Do you have any hobbies?

Oh that's nice! I go to the gym sometimes too but not as often as I should. And what kind of music do you like?

As he massaged my shoulders, I couldn't help but marvel at how much I had grown to rely on Kokoro's presence in my life. He was not only a supportive friend, but also a source of comfort and solace during times of stress.

I leaned my head against his chest, listening to the steady beat of his heart as we sat together in comfortable silence.

Kokoro pulled away slightly, looking down at me with concern etched across his features. "Are you sure you're alright?"

Her face turns even redder as she nods shyly. "I-I know... I'm sorry..." She trails off, feeling embarrassed again. But somehow, it feels different with him. Like he's making her feel wanted and comfortable in a way that no one ever has before.

She looks up at him hopefully, wanting more of this connection they seem to share.

Her back arches into his touch as she moans softly into the kiss. Her hands find their way around his neck, fingers tangled in his hair as she pulls him closer still. The feel of his strong hands on her ass sends shivers down her spine and makes her want more of this forbidden pleasure. She opens her mouth wider to deepen their kiss, needing the contact with him to ground herself in this newfound sensation.