Chapter 132
The stark contrast between An Xiaoqing’s appearance and her actions left Chenyang reeling.
Outwardly, she was powerful and aloof.
Her gold-rimmed glasses made her look like an untouchable ice queen, a goddess to be admired from afar but never defiled. Yet she also had the air of a sophisticated, proud, and domineering siren.
But now, from her skilled kisses and the teasing of her tongue to the technique of her caressing hand, her sultry expression, and the constant, electrifying glances she shot his way—she was more wanton and wild than the most sex-starved vixen.
When she was sitting still, she was an aloof ice queen.
But once she started moving, she was like a harlot who’d taken an aphrodisiac.
Such a vivid contrast electrified his senses. Amidst his astonishment, he found himself growing unbearably agitated.
Perhaps a man could resist the charms of an aloof beauty.
And perhaps he could even withstand the temptation of a sultry seductress.
But there was absolutely no man alive who could fend off a goddess-tier beauty capable of effortlessly switching between an icy aloofness and unbridled passion.
Especially when said beauty wasn’t just embodying that stark contrast, but was also actively and aggressively seducing Chenyang.
Faced with such a stimulating temptation, how could Chenyang possibly remain calm?
What mind did he have left to ponder other, irrelevant matters?
Under the teasing of An Xiaoqing’s soft, sweet tongue, Chenyang gradually lost himself, his body beginning to respond uncontrollably.
And as her small hand worked him, his eager erection grew even more achingly hard, almost unbearable.
Chenyang’s last shred of reason was devoured by the flames of passion and swallowed by endless desire!
Instinct took over, and Chenyang seized the initiative.
He greedily savored the sweet taste of her tongue as his own restless hands began to roam wantonly over her voluptuous body.
Her firm breasts molded and changed shape in his grasp.
His kneading, at times light and at others firm, along with the friction from his fingers, made the two pink buds at their peaks quickly harden and stand at attention.
The stimulation sent shivers through An Xiaoqing’s body. Between gasps for air, she let out a series of bone-melting moans.
"That... that feels so good."
"Harder. I love it when you squeeze my breasts. Harder..."
Chenyang was not one to refuse a beautiful woman’s request.
As he squeezed her breasts harder, his other hand found and grasped a plump buttock.
Her ass was firm and shapely, the skin pale, smooth, and incredibly supple.
His grasping fingers left red marks on the pale skin.
With the force Chenyang was using, An Xiaoqing would normally have cried out in pain long ago.
But now, it was as if her pain receptors were numb. Even as he squeezed her tender flesh hard enough to leave bruises, all she felt was exquisite pleasure.
Of course, it wasn’t just pleasure.
There was also a growing, irrepressible emptiness inside her.
An Xiaoqing was a very sensitive woman.
Although only two or three minutes had passed since her last orgasm, Chenyang’s skilled touch had quickly rekindled an endless craving within her.
’I want to go again!’
’I want to be satisfied.’
’More than anything, I want to feel his massive cock filling me up!’
"I... I can’t take it anymore."
"I want it so bad. Give it to me, now."
Looking at her glistening, desire-hazy eyes, Chenyang teased, "Want what?"
"You know exactly what I mean!"
"But I want to hear you say it."
"Ugh, just give it to me... I want it so badly."
An Xiaoqing punched Chenyang’s chest in frustration. When he still didn’t move, she simply reached out, intending to grab his large member and stuff it inside herself.
But as if he’d anticipated her move, Chenyang pulled back just before her hand could reach him. "Say what you want, or you can just stay uncomfortable."
"You’re so mean~~!"
An Xiaoqing was always the one toying with others’ appetites; she’d never been left hanging by a man before. At this moment, she really just wanted to beat him up.
But the emptiness inside her was becoming unbearable. Desperate for release, she squirmed for a moment before whispering in a voice as faint as a mosquito’s buzz, "You bastard, I just want that big thing of yours!"
"Too quiet. I didn’t hear you."
"You... Don’t push it."
"Heh, I’m here servicing you at the risk of being beaten to death by your husband. How is making one small request ’pushing it’?"
"You..." An Xiaoqing thought about it and realized he had a point. Swallowing her ridiculous sense of shame, she bit her lip and said, "I want your big cock to fuck me. Fuck me hard. Now, give it to me..."