Apocalypse Landlord: My Tenants Are All Beautiful Heroines.-Chapter 25: Curing Jealousy (R-18)

"O-Of course I will..." Alisha swallowed, not understanding where the innocent boy from last night had disappeared. "But we don’t—Ahn~"

Aiden pinched her right nipple through the tank top, forcing her to moan.

"You get this flustered so easily," he murmured, amused by her reaction. "How didn’t I notice it last night?"

"I-I’m not flustered!" Alisha urged. "You j-just took me by surprise—"

The rest of her words disappeared somewhere in her throat as Aiden leaned in closer. His lips brushed against her neck, marking his territory.

"A-Aiden..."

Alisha moaned his name, but he didn’t stop. Instead, his grip on her wrists tightened slightly as his lips pressed more firmly this time.

Her back arched against the wall as she felt a pleasing sting on her neck. Aiden didn’t let go of her until several faint marks slowly formed on her neck.

"Aiden, you can’t!" Alisha’s eyes widened as she realized what he did. "Everyone will know—"

"Isn’t that what you wanted?" Aiden said, raising her chin. "You got jealous, so now I’ll give you all the security you’ll ever need."

Before Alisha could respond, he ripped her shorts and panties in one swift move. Her tank top met the same fate. But he wasn’t done and used the torn top to restrain her arms behind her back.

"Aiden~"

"I’ll get you new ones from the shop," he said, sinking his finger into her bouncy breast.

"You want a taste?" She asked, her chest heaving.

Aiden shook his head. As much as he loved her mounds, it wasn’t what he had in mind. After all, taking care of his needs wouldn’t calm her jealousy. It had to be the other way around.

"Then what—AHN~"

Before she could speak her mind, Aiden gently forced two fingers inside, feeling her warm, dripping vagina. She arched her back, experiencing heavenly pleasure just from his fingers.

"Please..."

Alisha wanted to say something, but Aiden gently bit her nipple, stopping her. He then took the fingers out and placed them on her lips.

"Shh, don’t talk, just enjoy yourself."

Alisha stared at his fingers, then back at him. Her mind couldn’t decide what to do. Did he really want her to taste herself?

Still hesitating, she opened her mouth, letting his fingers slide in. A moment later, she began sucking on them while intensely staring at him. She had given herself up to him.

While Alisha desperately sucked on his fingers, Aiden allowed his free arm to explore all of her curves. He started with her breasts. Gently grabbing them, he played with her nipples. Each movement of his made her shiver in pleasure.

Then slowly, his hand fell between her legs, entering the warm, wet vagina once again. Watching her react to his subtle movements made him feel sorry for James.

After all, he would never get to see his proud and proper wife acting like a slut in heat. Oh well, maybe someday he’ll get to see the live performance.

Hm... not anytime soon, though.

Just as things were getting heated...

Ding-Dong! 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The sound of the doorbell left both lovers startled.

"What the—?"

The doorbell was working. It shouldn’t have been a surprise, considering the electricity for the common area was restored. If the elevator worked, then obviously his doorbell would too.

"Speak of the devil," Aiden chuckled, looking through the peephole.

"Who is it?" Alisha asked, finally letting go of his fingers.

"You’ll know soon."

Aiden yanked the door open without warning Alisha. She just shrieked and hid herself behind the door.

"Boss, I hope I didn’t disturb you," James said.

"Not at all," Aiden replied, only his upper half peaking behind the door. "Did you need something?"

James just looked inside as if wondering if Aiden would ask him in. After all, considering the last time he had been there, they had gotten closer. So maybe he would show him that courtesy, and that way he would even get a chance to see Alisha.

Unfortunately, Aiden didn’t make any move to let him in.

"Boss... I wanted to thank you first," James started. "For... giving me a chance to redeem myself. I know this is nothing compared to the harm I did, but having your help makes me feel like there’s someone in my corner."

Aiden didn’t say a word, just kept smiling while his fingers kept exploring Alisha’s wet inner walls. He couldn’t help but notice how wet she got whenever she heard James.

Looks like I’ve found a closet exhibitionist. James, you unlucky bastard.

Meanwhile, it was much worse for Alisha. With her hands behind her back, she couldn’t even cover her mouth to silence her moans. She could only bite her tongue and wait for Aiden to finish toying with her.

Even so... she couldn’t deny the fact that committing such vulgar acts when James was so close made her feel more excited than she had ever been in her life.

How would James react if he knew what was happening here...?

Just that thought made her moan in excitement, forgetting all about holding back.

"What was that?" James asked, looking around.

He couldn’t see inside the apartment even if he wanted to, because no one was allowed inside without Aiden’s permission, and James surely didn’t have one.

"What?" Aiden feigned ignorance. "Must have been the wind."

"No... it sounded intimate... like a moan."

"Haha, man, last night might have been too much for you," Aiden laughed. "Your mind is still stuck in that brothel or what?"

"B-Boss! Not so loud! Alisha would kill me if she learns about it!"

"Don’t worry, I think she’s got too much on her plate to worry about your escapades."

That sent Alisha over the edge. Her hips started to move as if desperately wanting to shove Aiden’s entire arm inside her.

Within seconds, her whole body began spasming, and Aiden felt a warm sensation flow from his hand and drip onto the floor. All the while, she desperately clung to his arm for support.

I’ll be damned. Exhibitionist and a squirter?