Lust System: Conquering the World Beauties-Chapter 364 Vanessa’s First

Chapter 364: Chapter 364 Vanessa’s First
Vanessa broke the silence first, her voice firm.
"Why did you tell me nevermind?"
The question made Liam raise his eyebrows. He didn’t expect her to circle back so quickly. His weight shifted slightly, and he let out a short breath before replying.
"Well, you did say you’re a virgin. Most girls wouldn’t wanna cross that boundary with a guy they don’t like."
Vanessa snorted, almost laughing but more annoyed than amused. "I like you, idiot."
The words slipped out before she even realized. Her eyes went wide as she instantly covered her mouth with both hands, her cheeks burning red. She wanted to rewind time, shove those words back inside, but it was too late—they hung in the air between them.
She braced herself, expecting Liam to burst out laughing, maybe tease her until she wanted to crawl into a hole. But he didn’t. Instead, he just smiled—soft, small, but enough to make her chest tighten.
Her heart pounded, and with her face still flushed, she muttered, "So... do you... like me?"
Liam tilted his head, his smile lingering. He looked right at her, and his voice came out steady.
"Do you think I’d be thinking about having sex with you if I didn’t like you?"
That answer hit her harder than she expected. Her chest rose as she sucked in a quick breath. Her lips parted like she wanted to say something, but nothing came out. Instead, she closed her eyes for a second, gathering herself. When she opened them again, she whispered, "Okay... let’s do it."
Liam froze.
"What?"
"I said... let’s do it." Her voice cracked a little, but the determination in her eyes wasn’t something he could brush off.
He stared at her like she had just grown a second head. He was shocked she agreed—but even more shocked at the way she was looking at him. Hungry. Like she wanted it now, not later.
"Wait... now?" Liam asked, just to confirm.
Vanessa nodded once, quick, without hesitation.
"But Dickson and the others are outside," Liam said, almost like he was reaching for an excuse.
Vanessa didn’t even blink. "They’re very easy to get rid of."
Before he could respond, she pulled out her phone. Her thumbs moved fast across the screen. A few taps, then she locked it and slipped it back in her pocket. Turning to Liam, her face still red, she said, "Wait thirty seconds."
Liam blinked. "What did you—"
"Just wait," she cut in.
So he did. He leaned back against the wall, counting silently in his head. One... two... three...
Before he even got to twenty, the sound of engines roared outside. Tires screeched against the pavement, and then both cars sped off.
Liam stood there, stunned. "The hell? How did they leave that easy?"
Vanessa smirked, almost smug. "They just got their powers. They’re eager to test them. I told them you and I had something important to handle and that they could go out and play with their new tricks."
Liam exhaled, shaking his head slowly. "Unbelievable."
"They didn’t even question me," she added, brushing some loose strands of blonde hair back behind her ear.
Liam folded his arms across his chest and leaned against the doorframe, eyeing her with a crooked grin. His voice dropped into that teasing tone that always got under her skin.
"So what you’re saying is... you really want this, huh? Not for the power, not for the benefit—just because it’s me."
Her face went bright red. "Shut up."
She kicked his shin—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make her point.
Liam chuckled, rubbing the spot she’d kicked, still grinning. Vanessa turned her face away, refusing to look at him directly, but her ears were red, and the corner of her lips twitched like she was fighting a smile.
The tension between them was heavy now, thick enough to taste. Neither spoke for a moment, both of them caught in the strange mix of nerves, desire, and disbelief over what had just happened.
Liam ran a hand through his hair, still leaning against the doorframe, eyes on her. She stood with her arms folded, glaring at the floor like it had personally embarrassed her.
Finally, Liam said quietly, "You know, you’re full of surprises."
Vanessa huffed, pretending not to hear, but the redness in her face gave her away.
——
Liam’s bedroom was quiet, the faint hum of the city outside barely reaching the space. The lights were low, not dimmed on purpose but naturally soft, filtering in from the street through the half-closed blinds. For a moment, neither of them said anything after shutting the door. The silence was heavy, awkward but electric, like both of them knew exactly what was about to happen but couldn’t say it out loud yet.
Vanessa leaned against the wall, arms crossed tight under her chest. She had on a fitted black t-shirt that hugged her curves a little too well, and blue jeans that were molded to her hips and thighs. It wasn’t glamorous, but somehow it made her even sexier—like Liam was getting to see her raw, without the shield of authority she always carried.
Her cheeks were flushed, though she tried to play it cool. Her eyes met his, sharp at first, then softer. "If you’re gonna take my virginity," she finally said, her voice steady but carrying a nervous tremor, "then at least... do it properly."
Liam blinked, caught off guard by how bold she said it. He tilted his head, a smirk tugging at his lips. "Properly, huh?"
Vanessa nodded, her chin lifting stubbornly. "Start by kissing me... while you take my clothes off."
That one line hit him harder than he expected. For all her confidence, he could see the way her hands flexed against her arms, the way her breathing shifted faster. She was nervous as hell, but she was still daring him.
Liam stepped forward, closing the gap between them. She didn’t move back, didn’t flinch. His hand slid up her arm, slow, letting her feel the warmth of his touch before he reached her cheek. She looked up at him, eyes wide, lips parted, and then he leaned in and kissed her.
It wasn’t rushed. Not hungry. Gentle, deliberate, the kind of kiss that stripped down defenses. Vanessa let out a small sound in her throat, muffled against him, her body stiff at first before melting into his. Her hands finally left her chest and moved to grip his shirt, clutching at the fabric like she needed something to hold on to.
While his mouth claimed hers, his other hand slid down, finding the hem of her shirt. He tugged it upward slowly, giving her every chance to stop him. She didn’t. If anything, she lifted her arms, breaking the kiss for just a second as he pulled it over her head.
The shirt dropped to the floor, and Liam’s eyes immediately roamed over her body. Her bra was simple, black, hugging her perfectly. But what caught him wasn’t just the obvious curves of her breasts—it was the way her skin looked under the light. Smooth, glowing, not a single blemish. Her stomach was toned but soft, her waist narrow, her hips flaring out like they’d been sculpted for his hands.
"Fuck..." Liam muttered without meaning to.
Vanessa flushed redder. "Stop staring like that," she said, trying to sound annoyed, but her voice betrayed her.
Liam chuckled and leaned back in, kissing her again, this time harder. His hands slid down her sides, gripping her waist, feeling the shape of her hips through the denim. She moaned softly against his lips, her body pressing into his like she was finally giving in.
His fingers found the button of her jeans. He broke the kiss, eyes locked on hers. "You sure?" he asked.
Vanessa swallowed, her chest rising and falling fast. Then she nodded. "Do it."
The button popped, the zipper sliding down with a slow rasp. He hooked his fingers into the waistband and tugged. She wriggled a little, her jeans clinging tight to her thighs, but with his steady pull they came down, revealing the black panties that matched her bra.
Now Liam froze. His gaze dropped between her thighs, and that’s when he noticed it—something rare, something he’d never seen in any woman before.
Vanessa’s pussy was fat. Even through the thin fabric of her panties, the fullness of her mound was impossible to miss. It wasn’t just a little—her lips pressed visibly against the cloth, plump and heavy, like they were begging to be touched.
Liam’s breath caught, his throat suddenly dry. He’d been with women before, but this—this was different. Unique. Sexy in a way that hit him deep, primal.
Vanessa shifted awkwardly, her legs pressing together. "What?" she asked, her voice defensive.
Liam dragged his eyes back up to her face, smirking slightly. "You have no idea how fucking hot you are, do you?"
Her blush deepened. "Shut up," she muttered, but her body betrayed her—her thighs pressing tighter, her chest rising faster.
He didn’t push it. Instead, he dropped to his knees in front of her, his hands running up her thighs as he pressed soft kisses against her stomach. Vanessa gasped, her fingers sliding into his hair instinctively. He tugged her jeans the rest of the way off, letting them pool around her ankles before pulling them free.
Now she stood there in nothing but her bra and panties, vulnerable in a way Liam had never seen her. Her eyes were wide, lips swollen from his kisses, her body trembling ever so slightly.
"You’re beautiful," Liam said simply, his voice low but sure.
Vanessa looked away, biting her lip, but the red in her cheeks told him she heard every word.
He stood back up, cupping her face again, kissing her softer this time. His other hand slid around her back, unclipping her bra with one practiced motion. The straps fell, the cups slipping away to reveal her breasts—full, round, her nipples already hard and begging for attention.
Vanessa shivered as the cool air hit her, her arms twitching like she wanted to cover herself, but Liam didn’t give her the chance. His hands cupped her breasts, his thumbs brushing over her nipples as he kissed her deeper. She moaned into his mouth, her body arching against him.
By the time he pulled back, both of them were breathing hard. Her shirt and jeans were gone, her bra discarded, her panties clinging to that fat pussy he couldn’t stop staring at.