Domineering Sponsor (GL) - Chapter 45

Wei Xia interrogated Ji Haolan multiple times in the car. Her sharp, narrow eyes were perceptive enough to immediately detect whether Ji Haolan was lying.

Ji Haolan, however, had a clear conscience. Her face showed no trace of dishonesty, which allowed Wei Xia to act out without restraint. Wei Xia leaned onto Ji Haolan, cupping her face with both hands to examine her closely. She asked tricky questions, and whenever Ji Haolan’s answers didn’t satisfy her, Wei Xia planned to lean down and bite her lips.

“Do you think younger ones are better than me?” Wei Xia deliberately brought up the topic, teasing Ji Haolan. Wei Xia was slightly older than Ji Haolan, and she enjoyed using this fact to provoke her.

Ji Haolan replied calmly, “No.”

Wei Xia knew the answer was “no,” but it wasn’t the response she wanted to hear. She pinched Ji Haolan’s cheeks playfully and said, “I don’t believe you. You definitely like younger ones.”

Ji Haolan winced from the pain and turned her head away to escape. Frustrated, she bit Wei Xia’s fingertip lightly and muttered, “Stop pinching.”

Wei Xia frowned, examining her fingertip as though she’d been wronged. She silently thought that she had been far too lenient with Ji Haolan, who now seemed to be taking advantage of her kindness.

Just as Wei Xia was about to express her displeasure, Ji Haolan caught her mischievous hands and said firmly, “Stop saying nonsense. I don’t like younger ones. You’re already very good just as you are.”

That one sentence immediately melted Wei Xia’s anger. Holding Ji Haolan’s hands, she pushed her luck further and said, “With an answer like that, how am I supposed to bite you?”

Ji Haolan pressed her lips together, looking troubled by Wei Xia’s relentless questioning. After a moment, she leaned in and said, “If you want to bite, then bite.”

Wei Xia’s heart raced as Ji Haolan leaned closer. She pressed her lips softly against Ji Haolan’s.

Ji Haolan closed her eyes, bracing herself for the painful bite she expected. Instead, she felt a soft, wet touch on her lips. Wei Xia gently licked her lips a few times before pulling back. Seeing Ji Haolan’s expression, which seemed ready for humiliation, Wei Xia laughed softly and said, “Do you really think I want to bite you? I wouldn’t dare hurt you.”

Ji Haolan’s lips glistened from the light kiss. Wei Xia turned her face away and nestled into Ji Haolan’s embrace. Ji Haolan opened her arms and hugged her tightly, their movements feeling natural, as if they were meant to be this way.

Ji Haolan brushed her fingertips lightly over her lips and murmured, “It’s okay if you bite me and hurt me.”

Wei Xia suddenly regretted not going home earlier. Now, as long as her period hadn’t arrived, she found herself wanting to share intimate moments with Ji Haolan in bed. She especially wanted Ji Haolan to hold her bare body close.

Soon, the club Wei Xia had booked came into view. The car passed through the gates, and a staff member quickly stepped forward to greet them. Wei Xia’s excitement faded, and Ji Haolan had to take her hand and lead her out of the car.

Noticing Wei Xia’s sudden change in mood, Ji Haolan asked, “Let’s go. Didn’t you say you wanted to show me something new?”

Wei Xia had indeed said that before they left.

Ji Haolan followed Wei Xia to the spa for a massage session. The service was professional and luxurious. They shared a room, though separate rooms were available. Wei Xia insisted on staying close to Ji Haolan.

Both lay face down on massage beds. Wei Xia, being a regular, knew how to enjoy the experience. Ji Haolan, however, was unfamiliar with massages. She found the skincare products soothing, but when the masseuse applied finger pressure, her face twisted in discomfort. Too embarrassed to complain, she endured the sensation with a strained expression.

The masseuse noticed Ji Haolan’s tension and said gently, “Miss Ji, is this your first massage? Don’t be nervous. Just relax.” She observed the slight twitching of Ji Haolan’s back muscles.

Ji Haolan remained silent, focusing on enduring the pain.

After a while, the masseuse tried to distract her with conversation. “Miss Ji, your skin is incredibly smooth. Do you take care of it regularly?” She admired the softness and tenderness of Ji Haolan’s skin.

Ji Haolan responded with a brief hum and nothing more.

Wei Xia overheard the comment and glanced at Ji Haolan. Her back still bore faint red marks from the previous day. Under the massage oil, her skin gleamed with a glossy sheen. The masseuse’s hands moved slowly over the marks, and Wei Xia’s gaze darkened with an unspoken emotion.

Ji Haolan continued to endure the discomfort quietly, her face turned downward. Wei Xia silently waved to the two masseuses, who quickly stepped back. The tormenting fingers on Ji Haolan’s back disappeared. Ji Haolan assumed the masseuse was switching products. Moments later, the fingers returned.

This time, the touch felt different.

Ji Haolan turned over abruptly. As she suspected, Wei Xia was standing beside her bed, her hands slick with oil. Ji Haolan stared at her in disbelief and asked, “What are you doing? Where’s the masseuse?”

Wei Xia smirked and replied, “Isn’t it better if I do it myself? Or do you want the masseuse back?” The jealousy in her tone was unmistakable.

Ji Haolan didn’t dare ask for the masseuse back, knowing Wei Xia would never let it go. Instead, she wrinkled her nose and said, “Actually, it hurts a lot. I don’t like it.”

Both women had changed into disposable underwear for the massage. The masseuse had removed Ji Haolan’s upper garment, leaving her upper body bare. She wore semi-transparent paper panties below. Her frown and complaints softened Wei Xia’s heart. Standing by the bed, Wei Xia pulled Ji Haolan close and kissed her.

Ji Haolan, accustomed to Wei Xia’s constant affection, responded eagerly. She lifted Wei Xia onto the massage bed, their lips and tongues tangling together. Their bodies, slick with oil, pressed against each other in a strange yet intimate embrace.

“The door needs to be locked,” Ji Haolan murmured unexpectedly, her arousal evident. She glanced at the door to ensure it was secured.

“No one can come in without a key card,” Wei Xia assured her before pulling Ji Haolan’s head back for another kiss. “Focus.”

“Mmm.” Ji Haolan murmured as she focused, overwhelming Wei Xia. She lowered her head and grabbed the back of Wei Xia’s head, deepening the kiss. Their tongues intertwined warmly. Wei Xia’s tongue began to retreat, but Ji Haolan pressed closer, invading deeper and licking the root of Wei Xia’s tongue. This caused Wei Xia to lean back.

Ji Haolan held Wei Xia tightly, leaving no space for her to pull away. Wei Xia could only accept being held down, her throat teased. The deep sensation left Wei Xia breathing heavily. When she was finally released, she collapsed into Ji Haolan’s arms, her eyes moist with tears.

Ji Haolan lifted Wei Xia up, their slippery bodies making it difficult to hold her. She placed Wei Xia gently on the bed. By now, Wei Xia’s disposable underwear had mostly fallen off. Her fair body gleamed with a glossy sheen, her curves accentuated by the relaxing scent of sandalwood.

“Do you want me to massage you?” Wei Xia asked as she lay back. Ji Haolan sat on the edge of the bed. The massage room played soft, natural music, creating an intimate atmosphere. Wei Xia whispered, “You can massage my whole body.”

Ji Haolan, stirred by Wei Xia’s look, felt her mouth dry. She reached out to touch Wei Xia’s body. It was soft and slippery, her fingertips sticking slightly to the skin before sinking in. The gentle rubbing produced sticky sounds that stimulated their senses.

“Massage a bit higher,” Wei Xia directed. Ji Haolan hesitated, knowing that going higher would mean touching Wei Xia’s bre@sts. Wei Xia urged her, “Hurry.”

Ji Haolan’s hand finally covered Wei Xia’s chest. The soft bre@sts felt smooth under the massage oil, and the sensation made her reluctant to let go.

When she withdrew her hand, the bre@sts gathered in her palm, soft and pliable, able to be shaped in many ways. The small n*pples pressed against her palm, half soft and half firm, leaving her feeling a growing sense of excitement.