Solo Leveling: I Am The Only Supreme With the Cheating System-Chapter 537: Punishment R18+

The party went all night, with people drinking none stop, not only those Inside... Everyone, both inside and outside had enough food and drinks.

Michael removed the invitation setting, which let everyone in... The hotel lobby was packed with people, so the others have to stay outside.

"Erika... You are drunk." Jennifer whispered.

"Why are you stopping her, let's drink!" Jasmine yelled, clearly, she was drunk too.

Jennifer turned to Celina, Camila, Mika, Violet, Veronica, Helena, Joy, Zukila. Seeing they were all drunk, she sighed deeply.

"It seems we're the only ones."

She muttered, turning to Mira, Maria and Sofia.

"Well... We don't drink alcohol, so we can't get drunk." Mira said, while the two nodded.

"True." Jennifer added, and turned to Erika.

"Saying, the truth... You aren't fully drunk, right?"

Erika slowly nodded her head: "Just tipsy." She answered.

Erika stood up, with her red wine, and walked towards Michael, who was talking with the Commander.

"Where is she?"

Seeing where she is heading, Jennifer shook her head with a smile, she moved her gaze around only to see Tyson, drunk.

"You got to be kidding me!" She exclaimed, while the three chuckle lightly.

"Ok... He can take care of himself, but these ladies can't... Come on, let's take them to their rooms." Jennifer said.

"Their rooms?"

Sofia looked at the elevator, which was some meters always from them, and shook her head:

"Not happening... Their family can take them, I'll help only Niki." She said.

"Ok, then we'll help miss Zukila." Mira and Maria added.

Jennifer looked at the three with a flabbergasted expression.

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"Hubby!"

Erika hugged Michael, not even caring about the Commander he was speaking too.

"I will take my leave, Mr Michael." Wang said with a smile and walked away.

Michael nodded at him and looked at Erika's flush face.

"Don't tell me you're drunk."

"Nope! I am not drunk, just a little tipsy!" She said.

"Oh!"

"Hubby, come to room, 101... I'll be waiting for you." She separated from the hug, and licked the wine glass in her hand, and gave it to Michael.

"You have fifteen minutes."

With that said, she walked towards the elevator... Michael watched with an amusing smile, as she walked away, maybe stagger away.

'Fifteen minutes? Ok.' He nodded.

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[Fourteen minutes later.]

Michael stood before room 101, the numbers gleaming under the soft hotel lighting. He waited for the precise moment fifteen minutes had passed before pushing the door open.

"Uh?"

He was taken aback. Erika sat on the edge of the bed, clad only in bright blue underwear. Her legs were crossed, and a knowing smile curved her lips.

Her cleavage was enticing as she rose and slowly walked towards him, her earlier tipsiness seemingly vanished. Michael had to mentally confirm he wasn't dreaming as she closed the distance and kissed him. Definitely not a dream.

"What are you doing?" he asked softly as she kissed him again, then whispered in his ear, "You are late." A mischievous glint appeared in her eyes. "And get ready for your punishment."

Erika's hands went to the waistband of his shorts, tugging them down. She knelt before him, revealing his growing arousal. A satisfied smile touched her lips as she looked up at him.

She took him in her hand, teasing him with her tongue before taking about a third of his length into her mouth. Michael leaned back against the doorframe, captivated by her. It wasn't their first time, but this felt different, more intense. He reached down, his fingers tangling in her hair.

Erika continued her ministrations, her mouth working with practiced skill. She cradled his testicles, her tongue tracing a path from base to tip. Just as he began to wonder if she was aiming for a quick finish, Michael reached down and gently pulled her to her feet.

He captured her lips in a passionate kiss, the taste of her warm saliva, perhaps mingled with wine, only fueling his desire. He moved his kisses down her neck, pausing at the delicate curve of her collarbone before continuing his descent to her chest. He unclipped her bra, and it fell away, revealing her breasts.

Michael paused, admiring their soft fullness, the pale skin contrasting with her erect nipples. He cupped them in his hands, then latched onto a nipple, sucking gently.

"Mmmm," a soft sigh escaped Erika's lips.

He continued his sensual exploration, kissing his way down her torso, lingering on her navel before reaching the waistband of her panties. He slowly peeled them down, revealing her smooth, shaved mons.

'So you already planned this from the start.' He looked up to see her smiling down at him. He lifted one of her legs, resting her foot on his shoulder, and peppered her thighs with kisses before his mouth found its way to her.

"Yes..." Erika moaned, her fingers threading through his hair as his tongue traced her. Her juices slicked his tongue. 'I missed this so much. She tasted sweeter than anything.'

Erika gripped his hair, pulling him upright. "Fuck me, Michael," she whispered, her voice thick with desire.

"What about the others?" he asked, a hint of concern in his voice.

"Do you think they'll bother us?" she replied quickly, lifting her leg again, guiding him inside her.

"Oh, god," Erika gasped as he entered her. She buried her face in his neck as he began to move within her. "Yes," she breathed. "Yes, right there."

Michael's hands found her ass, lifting her slightly as she wrapped her legs around his waist, meeting his thrusts. She cupped her own breast, offering her nipple to his lips as waves of pleasure coursed through them both.

After a few intense moments, Michael carried her to the bed, laying her down gently. Her arms stretched above her head, her breasts prominent, nipples hard. He raised her legs, plunging deeper, feeling himself touch her cervix.

"Ah! You're too big," Erika moaned, "Don't stop," she quickly added.

Holding her by her ankles, he continued to thrust, his body brushing against her. Erika lifted her head, moaning with each stroke. Her silver hair fanned out across the pillow as he watched her, captivated.

"Ah! I am going to cum!" she cried out.

Michael felt his own climax building, but he wasn't ready to stop. He rolled her onto her side, her legs pressed together. Kneeling on the bed behind her, he pushed back into her, the tightness intensifying the sensation.

Erika tried to open her legs, but he gently pressed them back down, thrusting deeply and rapidly.

"Oh, fuck, yes, yes, fuck me, fuck me, love!" she cried. "I am going to cum!"

Michael slapped her ass cheek playfully as she brought her own breast to her mouth, licking her nipple as he continued his relentless assault.

"Not yet!" he hissed, thrusting even harder. He was on the verge, but he wanted more.

He withdrew and, without a word, Erika moved onto her knees, presenting herself to him.

"God, you're perfect," he murmured, climbing onto the bed. He spread her ass cheeks and began to explore her intimately from behind, his tongue teasing her ass.

Erika didn't object, so he continued. Then, he positioned himself and slipped inside her ass with one motion.

"YES!"

Erika threw her head back, her hair flying over her shoulders. Her shoulder blades stood out sharply, a sight that always captivated him.

"Fuck me like the naughty little girl I am! Fuck my ass!!" she yelled.

Michael gripped her hips firmly, his movements becoming more frantic, harder than ever before.

"I AM CUMMING!" Erika cried, her voice filled with ecstasy.

Michael could no longer hold back. He withdrew from her ass, and plunged back into her pussy, and emptied his balls deep within her. After some seconds, his release finally washing over him.

"Ahh!"

They both gasped, collapsing onto the bed, his weight supported by his arms.

"That was one of the best punishments ever," he murmured into her ear, earning a contented smile from Erika.

"Again." She said.