Infinite Cashback System

Chapter 311: 311 | Post-Coital Chloe [GT BONUS]

He kissed her instead.

The third round happened in the shower, because they were both disgusting and needed to clean up, and then Chloe’s back was against the tile and her legs were wrapped around his waist and the water ran cold twenty minutes in and neither of them noticed until afterward.

"This is unsanitary," she gasped while he fucked her against the shower wall. "The amount of cum inside me already, it’s got to be a health concern, there’s no way this is—ah—medically advisable—"

"Do you want me to stop."

"I’M GOING TO START CHARGING YOU EVERY TIME YOU ASK THAT."

The fourth round happened on the bathroom counter, because they only made it halfway to the bedroom before Chloe grabbed his cock and said "again" in a voice that bypassed his brain entirely.

She bent over the sink. He took her from behind. The mirror showed him her face, flushed and wrecked and crying again, mascara streaking down her cheeks, bunny ears finally lost somewhere in the chaos.

"I can see you," she moaned. "In the mirror. I can watch your face while you use me. You look so, nngh, so focused, like I’m the only thing in the world—"

"You are."

"Don’t say things like that while you’re balls-deep inside me, I’ll believe them—"

"Good."

He came inside her while she watched his reflection, and her cry echoed off the bathroom tiles, and Jordan thought, very clearly, that the System could delete itself tomorrow and he’d still have won.

The fifth round was in bed again, missionary, slow and deep and nothing like the frantic fucking that had come before. Jordan pinned Chloe’s wrists above her head and watched her face as he slid into her, watched her mouth fall open and her eyes roll back, watched the moment his cock bottomed out and pressed against something inside her that made her whole body shake.

"Tell me you love me," she whispered.

"I love you."

"Tell me this isn’t just the System."

"The System doesn’t control this. It tracks it. Measures it. Takes credit for it like the smug magical calculator it is." He thrust deep, bottoming out inside her, and her body responded instantly, tightening around him in a way that made his vision white out at the edges. "But the part where I look at you and my whole chest hurts? That’s mine. That’s always been mine."

"Even before the hundred percent."

"Even before the coffee date." His rhythm stayed slow, deliberate, each stroke deliberate enough to make her breath catch. "Even when you were just a blurred face behind a mask charging me three thousand dollars to sit across a table for forty-five minutes. I was already fucked, Chloe. The System just gave me the tools to do something about it."

He kissed her forehead, then her nose, then the corner of her mouth—soft touches that contrasted with the way he filled her completely.

She came again, quieter this time, a soft shuddering thing that rippled through her body from the inside out. He followed her over, spilling into her one last time, adding to the mess already pooling between her thighs.

They collapsed together afterward, tangled in sheets that were absolutely ruined. The Newport skyline glowed through the windows, casting orange light across the disaster zone of what used to be a pristine suite.

"I’m going to be pregnant," Chloe said quietly. Her voice carried an edge of reality that hadn’t been there during any of the desperate moaning or crying or begging. "Like, actually pregnant. In a few weeks the test will turn positive and I’ll have to tell my mother. She’ll contact her people in Koreatown. You’ll disappear. I’ll be a single mother with an OnlyFans empire and a newborn."

"I’m not going anywhere."

"You say that now."

"I’ll say it in nine months too." He pulled her closer, tucking her head under his chin. "And then I’ll say it every day after that, until you get sick of hearing it and tell me to shut up, and then I’ll keep saying it anyway because you have terrible taste in men and you picked me and now you’re stuck with me forever."

"That’s the most unromantic proposal I’ve ever heard."

"It wasn’t a proposal."

"It sounded like a proposal."

"The proposal is going to have a ring and probably some kind of grand gesture because Kumiko will insist on it. This is just me telling you that you’re not getting rid of me."

Chloe was quiet for a long moment.

"Kumiko," she finally said. "We should probably tell her about tonight."

"Tomorrow."

"She’s going to be upset that she missed it."

"She can join next time."

Another pause. Chloe lifted her head to look at him, something calculating entering her expression despite her exhausted state. "You’ve thought about that. Me and her. Together. With you."

"I’ve thought about a lot of things."

"The System wants that, doesn’t it. Multiple women. Maximum returns."

"The System wants a lot of things." He traced patterns on her shoulder, meaningless spirals that let him avoid meeting her eyes. "What matters is what you want."

"I want you." She settled back against his chest. "And I want you to be happy. And if being happy means Kumiko too, then. We’ll figure it out."

"You’re being suspiciously reasonable about this."

"I just had five orgasms in two hours. I’d agree to almost anything right now."

"Noted. I’ll save the really unreasonable requests for post-coital Chloe."

She punched his shoulder. It was weak and uncoordinated and didn’t hurt at all, but Jordan pretended to wince anyway because it made her smile.

The golden glow from his phone had stopped pulsing at some point. The notifications had queued up, dozens of them probably, quest completions and chemistry updates and maybe a gacha reward for impregnating a registered beauty for the first time. Jordan didn’t check. He didn’t want to know what numbers the System had assigned to the last two hours.

Some things were real whether you measured them or not.

Some things were real because you chose not to measure them.

"Round six?" Chloe murmured against his chest.

"You can barely move."

"That sounds like a challenge."

"It’s a statement of medical fact. The charm effect has worn off and your body is going to crash hard in about ten minutes."

"Then you better hurry."

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