God of Milfs: The Gods Request Me To Make a Milf Harem - Chapter 508

Chapter 508: Compensation
With Bella still pink-faced and flustered from my teasing, we finally got back to the task at hand. I picked up the wrench and gestured toward the pipe we were supposed to be fixing.

“Alright, enough fun. Let’s see if you can actually use some of those tools I so…creatively described.” I said with a grin.

Bella shot me a wary glance, as though afraid I might start up again, but when I stayed quiet, she let out a relieved sigh and knelt beside the pipe. I handed her the wrench, and she gripped it tightly, taking a moment to line it up with the bolt.

“Just twist it gently at first.” I instructed, my tone now genuine, guiding her hand without touching. “You want to get a feel for how tight it is before you start applying real force.”

Bella nodded, focusing on the task. Her brows furrowed in concentration as she began to turn the wrench. At first, it resisted, but with a little effort, she managed to loosen the bolt just enough to adjust the pipe.

“There you go. Nice and steady.” I encouraged, watching her work. For all her earlier protests, she was surprisingly careful, making sure everything was properly aligned before tightening it again.

After a few more minutes of minor adjustments, she wiped her hands on a rag and sat back on her heels, a satisfied smile playing on her lips. “Done!” She declared, her voice filled with a mix of pride and relief.

I knelt beside her, inspecting her work. The pipe was perfectly positioned, the bolts snugly fastened. “Not bad, Bella.” I said, nodding approvingly. “Actually, scratch that—you did great. Looks like you really did learn something after all.”

“You really think so?” Bella’s eyes lit up at the praise, her earlier embarrassment forgotten for the moment.

“Absolutely.” I said, giving her a genuine smile. “You handled that like a pro. Guess I don’t have to worry about rogue toolboxes coming for me anymore.”

“Okay, okay, I get it. No more throwing tools around, I promise.” She laughed, the sound light and genuine, the tension between us easing.

I stood up and offered her a hand. “Deal. And next time, you might even fix something without me hovering around.”

Bella grabbed my hand and let me pull her to her feet, but instead of letting go right away, she gave me a playful grin. “Yeah, right. Not a chance. As long as my Daddy’s around, I’m always calling you over.” She said with a teasing tone in her voice, her eyes sparkling mischievously. “You’re basically, like, the family plumber now. Why would I bother learning when I can just call my personal plumber anytime?”

I raised an eyebrow, chuckling as I crossed my arms.

“Personal plumber, huh?” I repeated, putting the tools back into the toolbox while eyeing her with a smirk. “Well, if I’m gonna be your personal plumber, maybe I should get something in return for my trouble…You know, compensation for not only finishing the job but also for giving you a hands-on lesson.”

Her grin faltered slightly, her cheeks starting to turn pink. She shifted awkwardly, as if suddenly realizing she’d walked right into that one. “C-Compensation?” She echoed nervously, the teasing edge in her voice softening. “Uh, what kind of compensation are we talking about?”

I took a slow step toward her, closing the gap just enough to make her visibly tense. I kept my tone light but let a knowing look creep into my eyes. “Oh, don’t worry. I’m not talking about money or anything boring like that.” I paused deliberately, watching her squirm under the weight of my words. “I was thinking something more…personal.”

Her eyes widened slightly, and she instinctively stepped back until her shoulders lightly brushed the wall. “P-Personal?” She stammered, her voice catching in her throat as a deep blush spread across her face. “L-like what?”

I didn’t answer right away, letting the tension stretch a moment longer. Then, with a slow, easy smile, I leaned in just enough that she could feel the warmth of my presence. “I don’t want anything complicated. Just a little bit of love from my daughter.” I said, my voice low and smooth.

Bella hesitated for a moment, standing there with a flushed face, her lips parting slightly as if she was weighing her next move.

Then, with a newfound resolve, she took a small step forward, rising up on her tiptoes, her breath warm and trembling as she leaned in. Her eyes flicked to mine one last time before they fluttered closed, and then her lips pressed softly against mine.

“Mmm!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Ahhh!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Hmmm!♡~”

The kiss started tentative, like a question, but I wasn’t one to leave things uncertain for long. I cupped her face gently, my thumb brushing her cheek as I responded, letting her know she didn’t need to hold back. The warmth of her lips stirred something primal, something that wouldn’t be satisfied with gentleness alone.

“Mwah!♡~ Slurp!♡~ Ohh!♡~ Suck!♡~ Mmm!♡~”

Bella gasped softly into the kiss, and I took the opportunity to deepen it, tilting my head slightly as my tongue teased the seam of her lips. She parted them hesitantly, her breath hitching when our tongues met. Her arms slowly looped around my neck, pulling me closer as the kiss grew hungrier, more urgent.

I didn’t stop there.

In one smooth motion, I wrapped my hands around her waist and lifted her effortlessly. She let out a surprised squeak, breaking the kiss briefly as I set her down on the edge of the counter. Before she could say anything, I leaned in again, claiming her lips once more.

“Hmmm!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Haa!♡~ Kiss!♡~ Mmm!♡~”

This time, there was nothing tentative about it—I kissed her deeply, thoroughly, my hands resting on her thighs as they instinctively parted to let me step between them.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, pulling me closer as if she couldn’t bear the idea of any distance between us. I responded by sliding my hands up her sides, feeling the warmth of her skin beneath the thin fabric of her shirt. Bella shivered at the contact, a soft sound escaping her lips as she arched slightly toward me.

“Ahh!♡~ Mmmm!♡~ Smack!♡~ Smooch!♡~ Hmmm!♡~”

The counter creaked faintly beneath her, but neither of us paid it any mind. My hands roamed freely now, one slipping around to the small of her back while the other trailed up to rest just below her ribs. Each touch drew another soft gasp from her, each sound driving me further, making it harder to hold back.

“Ohhh!♡~ Lick!♡~ Sigh!♡~ Nibble!♡~ Mmm!♡~”

Her lips were swollen and glistening when we finally broke apart for air, her chest rising and falling rapidly as she tried to catch her breath. I rested my forehead against hers, our breaths mingling in the quiet, charged air between us.

“Why does it seem like you’re enjoying this more when it’s supposed to be my compensation?” I asked, my voice low, rough with lingering desire.

Bella didn’t answer right away. Instead, she tightened her grip on my shoulders, pulling me back in for another kiss—this one slower, softer, but no less intoxicating.

“Mwah!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Smack!♡~ Mwah!♡~ Sip!♡~”

Bella’s breath was coming in quick, shallow bursts as our lips moved together in perfect rhythm. Each kiss seemed to grow deeper, more urgent, as though neither of us could get enough. Her fingers tightened their grip on the back of my neck, pulling me closer still, her soft body molding perfectly against mine.

My hands roamed slowly, deliberately, tracing the curve of her waist beneath her shirt. I let my thumbs brush against her bare skin, feeling the way she shivered at the contact. Her legs tightened their grip around me instinctively, pulling me in closer, as though afraid to let even a sliver of space remain between us.

“Peck!♡~ Peck!♡~ Mmm!♡~ Peck!♡~ Lick!♡~”

I trailed kisses along her jaw, each one slow and lingering, savoring the way her breath hitched each time my lips found a sensitive spot. Her head tilted back slightly, giving me access to the smooth expanse of her neck, where I pressed my lips next. Bella let out a soft, breathy sigh, her fingers tangling in my hair as I continued to trail kisses lower.

“Daddy…Y-You’re really taking this whole compensation thing seriously, huh?” She murmured breathlessly, her voice trembling slightly but still carrying that teasing edge.

I pulled back just enough to meet her eyes, a playful grin tugging at my lips. “Hey, I take my job seriously.” I said, my voice low and teasing. “Especially when the reward is this…sweet.”

Bella blushed again, but there was no hesitation in the way she leaned in for another kiss, her lips meeting mine with more confidence, more need. My hands settled at her waist, my fingers pressing gently into her sides as I held her steady against me. The warmth of her body, the softness of her curves—it was intoxicating.

The air around us felt charged, every touch, every kiss adding to the tension that built between us like a slow-burning fire. Bella clung to me, her body responding eagerly, her breath mingling with mine in the heated space between us…