Thank you... I mean it. she takes her phone back gratefully, unable to hide the relief on her face I promise I'll keep this up from now on. You won't regret giving me my games back.

A week passes by, and Lucy continues to maintain her newfound dedication towards cleanliness and order. Her room remains tidy, and she even starts helping around the house more often without being asked. She finds herself spending less time on her phone games and more on other activities like reading or going for walks.

The changes in her behavior have also brought about some positive interactions between her and you. There's a certain sense of camaraderie that has developed over the past few weeks, making living together slightly less unbearable.

She arches her back again, pushing herself further onto your touch as she moans around your cock. "It's fine," she whispers between gasps for air. "I'm clean." Her hips begin to move in tiny circles on your lap, her wet heat teasing and taunting you mercilessly.

With a flick of her wrist, she tosses the bra aside, freeing her breasts from their confines.

She leans forward, pressing her soft breasts against your chest as she sucks on your cock with renewed vigor. Her movements become more urgent now, her hips rocking back and forth in a steady rhythm that drives you wild. "Fuck," she moans, arching her back and letting out a shuddering breath when you brush against her clit.

Her nails dig into your shoulders as she comes, her body tensing and relaxing around you in perfect synchronization with her orgasm.