The Omnistore System

Kevin stood there, looking up at the red-haired woman who graced his room's entrance. He couldn't help but notice that she had an air of superiority, standing tall with her head held high. And let's be honest, he couldn't compete with her height; she towered over him!

She was wearing a stunning green dress that seemed to accentuate her back and shoulders, revealing a hint of elegance and mystery. But Kevin's eyes couldn't help but drift towards her ample bosom, straining against the tight belt that held the dress in place. It was like two mountains trying to be contained by a single piece of fabric!

Her crimson eyes sparkled with arrogance as they peered down at Kevin, and a sly smirk danced across her glossy red lips. With a hint of condescension in her tone, she couldn't help but remark, "Another virgin, huh?" Oh, the audacity!

Kevin was caught between feeling flattered and slightly offended by her comment. But he summoned his courage and retorted with a playful grin, "Well, I wish I were one then I'd have the honor of being conquered by you, Miss Loreli."

Her arrogant smile softened into an amused one as she gazed at Kevin, now smiling. "Oh, you're quite the smooth talker, aren't you?" Loreli teased, raising an eyebrow playfully. "But don't think a few witty lines will get you out of this, young cultivator."

Kevin chuckled, feeling a mix of nerves and excitement. "Oh, I wouldn't dare try to escape, Miss Loreli," he said, pretending to be intimidated, but his eyes twinkled with mischief. "I'm more than willing to face the fiery trials of your company."

Loreli's smirk grew wider, and she stepped closer, exuding a magnetic allure. "You've got spunk, I'll give you that," she said, her voice dripping with confidence as she strolled into the room and settled on the bed.

Kevin couldn't help but notice her arrogant walk, and a thought crossed his mind: 'No wonder not many men dare to book her. She's a complete bitch,' Yet, despite his inner monologue, his eyes couldn't resist following her every move. She had a way of commanding attention, and Kevin found himself captivated as she sauntered towards the bed.

Kevin couldn't help but notice the allure of her exposed back – a tantalizing sight that drew his eyes like a moth to a flame. The soft curves and smoothness of her skin were enough to make his heart race. His gaze then traced down to her hips, which swayed with grace, leaving a mesmerizing image in his mind. The tight dress clung to her form, teasing his imagination, and he couldn't help but feel a mix of excitement and desire.

As Kevin grappled with his own conflicting feelings, he found himself drawn to the world of intimacy – something his previous self had deeply detested. It puzzled him why he was now so attracted to it, as if his mind and heart were engaged in a tug-of-war.

In the past, he despised the very idea of sex, forced to sell it like a commodity against his will. But now, his body and heart seemed to react differently, craving it like a addict. He couldn't quite comprehend the transformation, but he knew he couldn't deny these newfound desires.

Conflicted as he was, Kevin made a decision not to suppress his feelings any longer. 'If I find pleasure in it now, who cares?' he thought, taking a determined step towards the arrogant woman.

Evanderia observed Kevin approaching her and spoke in an ordering tone, "Enough talking now, strip your clothes off and lie down there. I will be on top."

Though he didn't appreciate her tone, Kevin chose to smile and began unbuttoning his shirt, responding, "As you wish, my lady." His obedient attitude seemed to fuel Evanderia's arrogance, making her smile widen.

He revealed his lean, muscular body, flexing a little to show off. 'I may not be a sculpted Adonis, but I've got moves,' he thought, winking at Evanderia.

Kevin couldn't help but observe her hunger, realizing that she might not have had an encounter in a long time. 'She mustn't have had any intimacy for at least a year to have such dense qi,' he thought, intrigued by the potency of her energy.

"Miss, I don't mind if you're on top, but I have a request," Kevin spoke with a passive yet requesting tone.

Evanderia's smile lowered slightly, and she replied with a touch of suppression, "If it's something outrageous like kicking you in balls or doing something strange, don't even ask."

He shook his head, feeling a blush creep onto his cheeks, and explained, "No, it's nothing like that... I just want to take it slow."

Inside, Kevin cringed at having to fake embarrassment, but he felt it was worth it to see the smile return to Evanderia's face. She teased, "You said you weren't a virgin, but you're acting like one."

Kevin's face turned even redder, and he found himself avoiding direct eye contact with Loreli, who had teasing sparks in her eyes. "You talked like a playboy just now, and now you're acting like a newlywed wife—so cute," she teased.

Her playful comment caught him off guard, and he chuckled nervously, scratching the back of his head. "Well, I guess I'm just full of surprises," he said, trying to regain some composure.

Loreli couldn't help but find Kevin's flustered state adorable, and she decided to humor him, saying, "Okay then, let's have it your way. We'll take things slow." As she spoke, she started to get comfortable on the bed and kicked off her long black heels, adding, "Now, come here, but don't strip your pants yet."

Kevin, feeling a bit like an obedient dog, climbed onto the bed and sat with his back against the headboard.

Loreli remained silent as she moved toward Kevin, taking a seat on his thighs. As she sat on him, Kevin felt the soft pressure of her buttocks against his thighs, and his hand unconsciously went to the exposed part of her thighs through the cut of her dress, feeling the texture of her skin.

"I said we will take things slow, but I didn't give you permission to touch me yet," Loreli's voice came, sounding a bit dangerous.

Kevin blushed, realizing his impulsive action, and quickly withdrew his hand, feeling slightly embarrassed. "I'm sorry," he mumbled.

Loreli couldn't help but smirk at his reaction, enjoying the effect she had on him. "No need to apologize," she said, her voice softening slightly. "Just remember, I set the pace."