Chapter 141
In Chenyang’s eyes, An Xiaoqing was no longer the aloof, commanding, beautiful boss she usually was.
Instead, she was just a bitch in heat, desperate to get fucked.
The sound of her voice could make your bones melt, and the pose she struck was the very definition of temptation.
Her upper body was tilted forward, making her full, round breasts hang even more spectacularly.
One small, fair hand would knead her firm peaks, then flick the pink buds at their tips.
Her other hand was slowly tracing a path up from her upturned rear.
When her fingers reached her mouth, she stuck out her soft, red tongue. She gave Chenyang a sultry look, then gently took one of her fingers into her mouth. She licked and sucked it slowly, making wet, sucking noises.
What was even more tantalizing were her gorgeous eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses. They were brimming with seductive charm; it was as if every blink could steal a man’s soul.
The sight alone was enough to make Chenyang’s breath turn ragged and his blood surge.
And when his gaze traveled lower, his blood went from surging to boiling.
The big guy, which had grown a little tired, suddenly sprang to full attention again.
She was just too damn alluring.
Her feet were exquisite, her legs long and slender.
Her skin was as pale and smooth as jade, utterly flawless.
The high, firm cheeks of her ass were like a ripe peach.
With every slight sway, its seductive power was on full display.
Between her lovely legs, the dark patch of hair glistened with moisture. With the swaying of her peach-like rear, the tender pink forbidden zone would flash in and out of view.
It was a scene that combined the explicitly erotic with the hazy beauty of suggestion.
In this position, An Xiaoqing’s allure was showcased to its fullest potential.
Chenyang was certain that the An Xiaoqing before him could drive any male on earth into a frenzy of arousal.
He couldn’t hold back any longer.
He crossed the distance in a few great strides.
His painfully hard member couldn’t wait either.
It gave him almost no time to guide it, finding the slick, tender entrance on its own as if following a familiar path.
"Ah—so hot!"
The searing heat pressing against her juicy entrance sent shudders through An Xiaoqing’s delicate frame, even before he had plunged inside.
"Quick... give it to me."
"Harder, quick... Ah—!"
As An Xiaoqing was speaking, Chenyang suddenly thrust his hips forward.
In an instant, a pleasure that seemed to pierce her very soul shot from her core to the top of her head. The feeling of being utterly filled made her tremble in ecstasy, and she couldn’t stop herself from moaning.
"Yes... just like that. It feels so good!"
"Harder... push... push all the way in... Ah, that feels so good."
She wasn’t the only one lost in pleasure. Chenyang, too, was experiencing a bliss he’d never known with their previous, more conventional positions.
The warm, tight sheath enveloping him provided an incredible release for his pent-up pressure.
As he gradually quickened his assault, his hands reached around to grab her two soft, full breasts.
So fair.
So soft!
More than a handful!
The feel of them in his hands was incredible.
Chenyang kneaded them wantonly, ravaging the soft flesh in his palms.
The rhythm of his thrusts began to quicken.
Perhaps it was the position, or perhaps it was the thrill of knowing someone was right outside the door.
After only a few thrusts, An Xiaoqing was already gushing uncontrollably.
As Chenyang slammed against her rear, the sound was a mix of wet SQUELCHING and the SLAPPING of skin on skin.
Paired with An Xiaoqing’s unrestrained, high-pitched moans, the sounds formed a wonderful melody.
"Ah... It feels so good. The way you fuck me is incredible... Quick... Husband... faster, I’m going to..."
"I’m not your piece-of-shit husband," Chenyang grumbled, annoyed.
An Xiaoqing shook her head frantically. "Right, you’re not my husband. He’s a loser. You’re a hundred times better than him... no, ten thousand times better! Mmm... darling, you’re so good. You make me feel incredible. I’ve never, ever felt this good before... Quick... give it to me! I want to cheat on that loser!"
Hearing An Xiaoqing’s filthy talk, Chenyang couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow.
’Is she really this into it? A genuine display of emotion?’
’Or is she just putting on a show for whoever is outside?’