CHAPTER 142: COMPETITION BETWEEN THE GIRLS 18+

Jae’s arm slid casually along the back of the bedframe until his hand rested behind Elise’s neck.

She stiffened at first, then melted when his thumb traced her hairline. Yuna, not to be outdone, leaned against his other side, her hand pressing boldly against his chest.

The light caught both their faces, highlighting the contrast: Elise’s hesitant blush, Yuna’s confident smirk. Jae tilted his head, taking them both in. He didn’t need to say anything; the weight of his gaze was enough.

It was Yuna who broke first, turning his chin toward her and pressing her lips against his with a small, triumphant sound.

She kissed like she meant to claim something. Jae kissed her back once, hard enough to make her sigh, before pulling away with a smirk.

Then he turned his head, catching Elise staring, her lips parted in uncertainty. His thumb brushed her cheek. "Don’t just watch," he murmured. Her breath hitched, but she leaned in.

Her kiss was softer, trembling at first, then deepening when Jae’s hand cupped the back of her head. Yuna made a mock-pout, watching Elise’s shy hunger finally surface.

"Mm, she’s not bad," Yuna teased, eyes glittering as Elise pulled back, cheeks flushed. "But you’re slow. He likes it when you don’t hold back, you know." Elise frowned, half in embarrassment, half in protest.

"It’s not a competition." "Of course it is," Yuna replied sweetly, sliding her hand lower down Jae’s chest, fingers lingering where his shirt opened. ’and imwinning."

Jae chuckled, enjoying the tension. "Maybe I like it being a competition," he said, his voice deliberately slow. Both girls froze, then turned to look at him.

The tension in the room sharpened, electricity sparking off the quiet.

From there it unfolded more naturally, each girl testing how far she could go while pretending not to notice the other.

Elise’s hand, hesitant but determined, settled on his thigh, squeezing softly.

Yuna pressed closer to his side, her breath warm against his neck as her fingers traced down his collarbone, slding under his shirt and rubbing his chest.

Jae let them, smirk widening as he tilted his head back against the wall, eyes half-lidded. Inside, though, his blood was racing, heat pooling as their attention layered over him in waves.

Jae still sat propped against the bedframe, but the air was heavier now, charged with the kind of anticipation that made even breathing feel deliberate.

Yuna hadn’t moved far from his side, still curled against him, her eyes bright with a challenge that never faded.

Elise lingered close on his other side, fingers twisting in the hem of her skirt, her body drawn toward him despite her nerves. Jae smirked, rubbing a hand through his hair as he glanced between them.

"So," he said slowly, "are you two going to keep stalling, or are you going to do something?"

The spark of provocation hung in the air. Yuna grinned. Elise swallowed.

Yuna leaned in first, of course. She pressed her lips to Jae’s jawline, lingering there, letting her breath spill against his skin.

Elise hesitated, eyes flicking between them, before inching closer and resting her hand against Jae’s chest. "Better," Jae murmured, catching Elise’s wrist and pulling her hand lower, guiding her touch without shame till she was touching his dick.

Her blush deepened, but she didn’t pull away.

On his other side, Yuna’s hand trailed down from his abdomen and slipped into his shorts with deliberate slowness. "You like making her nervous, don’t you?" she whispered, smirk widening.

Jae chuckled, tilting his head toward her. "I like watching you both try."

Every detail pressed sharper in the quiet room, the flutter of Elise’s breath, the slide of Yuna’s fingers, the heat radiating from their bodies where they pressed against him.

Jae felt himself coiled tight, every nerve sparking alive as if preparing for battle, only this was a different kind of war.

His hand slid from Elise’s wrist to her chin, tilting her face toward him. Her eyes were wide, pupils blown with uncertainty, but when he kissed her, she leaned in hard enough to surprise him.

The timid healer could be bold when pressed. Yuna, refusing to be ignored, captured his other hand, pressing it against her waist and sliding closer until she nearly straddled his thigh.

The pressure sent a shiver of heat up Jae’s spine.

"See?" Yuna whispered against his ear as Elise kissed down his neck with trembling lips.

"She’s warming up."

Elise froze, embarrassment rushing to her cheeks.

Jae pulled back just enough to catch her eye. "Ignore her," he murmured, his voice calm but edged with command. "You’re fine."

Elise nodded, then, gathering courage, pressed herself closer.

The motion dragged a low sound out of Jae’s throat, one he didn’t bother to hide.

Yuna laughed under her breath, but it was edged with frustration. She wanted that sound for herself.

Soon there was no more hesitation. Their hands and lips traced over him, feeding each other’s competition, each touch stacking on the last until Jae’s smirk faltered into something darker, sharper.

Yuna stroked his rod through his pants, making him feel waves of pelsure spread over his body.

His breaths came heavier, the heat in his chest rising fast, too fast. He reached out to grab elise’s boobs and massaged them, while Yuna pressed harder against him, nails grazing his skin through fabric.

Elise not to be outdone, suddenly pulled off his pants, letting his dick spring out almost angrily.

At the sight of his glisteing head and the single line of precum that hung from it, the two girls forgot about their competition for a moment and just stared at, feeling their breaths get heavy.

Finally yuna broke out of the trance and grabbed his dick hungrily, she stroked it only once before leaning forward to taste it.

A groan left jae’s mouth as he felt her warm tongue tease his head.

This made yuna smile with satisfaction before she took it deeper into her mouth, making him groan again.

She has learnt so much. he thought to himself as she took him deeper and started bobbing her head up and down over his dick.