GL My Goddess Best Friend’s Seduction (H) - Chapter 37

Si Jingnian noticed something was off with me. “What’s wrong?”

She held my hand and offered me a glass of ice water.

I didn’t drink the ice water and placed the glass back on the table. My voice was filled with longing as I spoke four words, each one deliberate. “I want you.”

My eyes locked onto hers.

When she heard my words, two sparks suddenly flared in her eyes. Her autumn-like pupils trembled for a moment.

That look was the one I couldn’t understand before.

It finally made sense to me, as my own desires had become my teacher.

She slightly parted her lips but didn’t speak. Then she opened her mouth again, her voice hoarse, carrying a mix of need and uncertainty. “Don’t you think it’s too fast?”

“Didn’t you say you wouldn’t do anything intimate before marriage?”

Her words hit me like a slap in the face, as they were exactly what I had said just yesterday.

Had my resolve crumbled so quickly today?

My face flushed, and I reached out to cover her mouth, stopping her teasing words.

A bit embarrassed, my eyes felt hot, flickering with flames of either anger or desire. “Stop talking.”

“Before marriage or not? Aren’t you going to marry me?” As soon as I said it, I realized it sounded wrong, like I was pressuring her into marriage.

Even though I knew same-sex marriage wasn’t allowed in our country, I had never thought about it much. Even if it meant getting married abroad, I was ready to marry her.

“Marry.” Si Jingnian said, her voice muffled because I was covering her mouth. The word “marry” required her lips to purse, so she ended up kissing the palm of my hand.

“I agree.”

“Since you’ve proposed, it’s not really premarital intimacy anymore.” After finding a suitable excuse for myself, my twisted logic surfaced again. “Besides, if we don’t try now, what if you can’t handle it? Wouldn’t I be frustrated to death after we’re married?”

“And after marriage, I’ll have needs, right? If you can’t handle it, I might have to cheat on you…”

When Si Jingnian heard this, she sharply pulled my hand away from her lips, causing a slight pain.

Her eyes darkened like never before, filled with obvious desire and anger.

It was the first time I saw her angry.

It was both thrilling and alluring.

Part of me, the cowardly part, wanted to be taken by her.

The bolder part of me wanted to take her.

She leaned close to my ear, her angry words making my ears feel instantly overwhelmed. “Try cheating on me?”

Her hot breath tickled my earlobe, making my body go weak.

“You think I wouldn’t dare?” I shot her a weak, flirtatious glance.

Of course, I didn’t dare, but I was all talk and bravado.

Hearing my response, Si Jingnian didn’t say a word. Her lips pressed tightly together. She pushed me to my feet and dragged me toward the café exit, never once meeting my eyes. But her flushed cheeks and earlobes betrayed her emotions.

She gripped my arm tightly. My wrist hurt, but somehow it eased the deep longing inside me.

I secretly smiled to myself.

Si Jingnian drove the car at breakneck speed. I suspected she was speeding.

The speed reflected her urgency, and it fueled my anticipation.

She pulled me out of the car.

The moment she opened the door to her place, I felt my body lift off the ground.

Si Jingnian carried me and set me on the narrow shoe cabinet at the entrance. Fearing I’d fall, I instinctively wrapped my arms around her neck, pressing my chest against her to balance myself.

Her lips, carrying a scorching and intoxicating breath, enveloped me as our lips met. A fire of desire burned in my chest. This kiss was different.

The urgency in her kiss was far more intense than yesterday’s, laced with anger. Even her lips and teeth joined in.

She boldly thrust her tongue into my mouth, entwining with mine, kissing my lips, lightly biting and tugging at my lower lip, her tongue sweeping through my mouth.

Her advance was so fierce that I could only receive her demands, responding to her passion.

I was lost in the moment.

Our breathing grew heavy, adding fuel to the fire of the situation.

My hands, initially around her neck, wandered restlessly over her back, feeling her prominent shoulder blades, her back, her slim waist, her dimples of Venus, and her firm, shapely buttocks.

I caressed her tight, shapely buttocks, lingering there.

Losing my grip, Si Jingnian pushed me back. My back pressed against the cold wall.

The chill made me shiver, and I opened my eyes.

The scene before me was so intoxicating it could drive anyone to lose their senses.

I gazed, entranced, at Si Jingnian, who was no longer her usual cool self but entirely consumed and overtaken by desire.

So beautiful, so seductive, so much I wanted her.

A wave of heat enveloped my lower abdomen. My underwear felt sticky, my private parts trembling, as if voicing their own longing.

She kissed me passionately, and my brief moment of clarity was pulled back into a sea of desire.

Our lips became like food to each other, and we devoured them eagerly.

I couldn’t breathe from her intensity and pushed her away, gasping for air.

After a few breaths, she kissed me again, forcefully.

This time, her kiss was softened, tender, and lingering. She gently licked my lips, teasing my tongue and softly sucking on my swollen lips.

Her hands slowly climbed to my shoulders, pulling down my clothing.

Her touch grazed my shoulders, sending shivers down my spine. Her hands lingered near my collarbone. My thin, loose V-neck T-shirt was pulled down by her, exposing my chest. She pushed my bra aside.

This position made my chest appear fuller, and my bre@sts were more prominent. The soft, pale skin of my chest burned hot, as if anticipating Si Jingnian’s touch.

Her hands slowly grasped my chest, squeezing my bre@sts firmly through the bra.

The sensitive sensation made me moan softly, and her breathing grew heavier.

I let out a moan from the sensation at my chest. “Ah, mm, Jingnian…”

She tightened her grip, and all I could do was moan again and again. The sound was so embarrassing, I wanted to disappear.

Her lips kissed my neck, inch by inch, and I stretched my neck in both pleasure and resistance. She sucked hard on my neck, the lingering sensation making my legs weak.

Her hand moved slowly toward my abdomen, even hinting at going lower toward my pubic area.

“I haven’t showered yet,” I said, clamping my legs to stop her, but the stickiness between them told me I couldn’t wait any longer.

Hearing this, she lifted me from the shoe cabinet and carried me straight to the bathroom.

She meant for us to shower together.

My mind flashed with chaotic, sensual images of us in the steamy bathroom, making love. My private parts tightened, and something wet escaped.

Her intentions were clear, and I grew even more excited.

On the short walk to the bathroom, I saw my exposed pale skin, looking even softer and more alluring against my T-shirt.

Once in the bathroom, I started to undress, but she stopped me. “Just turn on the shower.”

Still in her arms, I leaned to turn on the showerhead.

She set me on a shelf in the bathroom.

Neither of us had undressed, and she stood with me under the showerhead.

The water was cold at first, tempering some of the desire.

But as the water turned hot, the contrast of sensations made me tremble even more.

The shower soaked our clothes—my T-shirt, my short skirt, her shirt, her pants.

My T-shirt clung to my body, nearly transparent. The white lining of my sheer skirt stuck to my buttocks, and the fabric between my thighs clung to my private parts, revealing their shape.

I was soaked in every sense.

I squinted at her, never having seen her so alluring.

Her pants clung to her legs, showing their slender yet strong lines. Her black chiffon shirt was terrifyingly transparent, revealing her black bra and the pale skin of her bre@sts.

I swallowed hard.

“Take off your bra,” Si Jingnian said, her hands on my thighs, giving me a command.

As if enchanted, I started to remove my T-shirt, but she stopped me. “Keep the T-shirt. Just the bra.”

I obeyed.

My bre@sts stood firm, free from the bra, swaying slightly from the motion.

Through the wet T-shirt, my chest was fully exposed.

The bathroom’s steam clouded Si Jingnian’s eyes. Her gaze was deep, fixed on my chest.

My throat tightened with nerves, and I gripped her shoulders.

My chest moved with my actions.

The next moment, she leaned in, biting my chest through the wet T-shirt, her tongue gently licking and circling the sensitive area. She didn’t neglect the other side, her left hand gently caressing my right bre@st. The pale flesh occasionally spilled from her fingers.

“Ah, mm…”

Even though her touch wasn’t intense, I couldn’t help but moan.

My heart longed for her to take my n*pple into her mouth.

In the next moment, she fulfilled my desire.

Her soft lips enveloped it, her warm mouth surrounding it like a kiss, making wet, sensual sounds. She nibbled lightly with her teeth, grinding and tugging gently.

“Mm… mm, ah…” I moaned with her movements.

She truly loved my chest, as she had said, sucking with focus. I closed my eyes, moaning shamelessly.

Her hand, lingering on my chest, slowly moved downward, brushing my abdomen, sending tingles through me. I instinctively straightened my legs to embrace the sensation.

Her hand slid lower, resting over my private parts through the skirt’s lining.

In that moment, my legs went weak, and I nearly slid off the shelf.

She slowly gripped my private parts through the fabric.

It felt like ants crawling in my heart. I tried to clamp my legs shut awkwardly, wanting to urge her to touch me directly but unable to speak.

She used her elbow to keep my legs apart.

She lifted my skirt, her slender fingers rubbing me through my underwear. “Mm, ah, Jingnian, mm, ah~”

Wet sounds came from there.

Si Jingnian pressed on the small sensitive spot above, slowly circling. The sensation drove me wild, and I thrashed my legs to ease the pleasure. “Ah~~~~~~~”

I knew my cl*toris must be red and swollen, hypersensitive now.

Her fingers slipped inside my underwear, touching my folds directly.

The teasing pleasure from before had nearly undone me, and now it felt like ascending to a higher paradise.

She gently rubbed my small core, which grew erect and engorged with her touch.

She braced one hand beside me, her breath hot with desire. “You’re so wet.”

I blushed, trying to retort, but my words stumbled. “N-no, it’s the shower water.”

“Why is the shower water sticky?” she asked, sucking my earlobe and licking it.

I gasped with a soft “ah.”

I turned my head, avoiding her question. “Hurry up and shower.”

“Are you sure?” Her hand lifted slightly, leaving my sensitive spot.

My desire surged from below.

I instinctively clamped her hand to keep it there.

Si Jingnian chuckled softly. She touched my spot again, her other hand pulling my underwear aside, finally touching my folds directly, opening and closing her palm rhythmically.

At first, she rubbed in wide circles, then peeled back my outer folds, moving quickly up and down.

Her fingers moved faster and faster.

Unable to resist her touch, I shook my head frantically, as if to shake off the torment.

My body felt like it had vanished, leaving only the sensation there.

I was lost in ecstasy.

The pleasure built and built, reaching a peak.

I moaned, reaching climax under her touch. My back pressed against the wall, my legs trembling, my mind exploding like fireworks, and I was unable to think.

It took me a while to recover, my eyes hazy as I looked at the flushed Si Jingnian.

She gently applied body wash to me.

When we left the bathroom, I felt like a soaked sponge.

With one squeeze, I’d drip everywhere.

Both of us were bare when she carried me to her room.

She turned on the bedside lamp, and we gazed at each other. Under the light, her bare form was breathtakingly beautiful.

I wanted to possess her, truly have her.

Our bare skin pressed together. I could feel the softness of her chest, the small peaks brushing against mine, her thigh pressed against my own, her lightly haired warmth resting against my lower abdomen, while mine pressed against the base of her thigh.

Soft against soft, my roughness against her softness, I couldn’t help but writhe beneath her.

The friction sent my thoughts and body to paradise.

The true intimacy of our skin made us both tremble.

I flipped her over, wanting to make her feel pleasure, too.

She resisted briefly but then lay back on the bed. Mimicking her earlier actions, I kissed her shoulder, sucking and licking, leaving strawberry marks on her skin.

“You’re mine. These are my marks,” I said childishly.

Si Jingnian replied just as playfully, “I’m yours. These are your marks.”

Excitedly, I touched her from top to bottom, her smooth, soft skin irresistible under my hands. In the light, her youthful, perky bre@sts, not overly full but glowing softly, captivated me. I reverently leaned down and kissed the rosy peak of one.

I wanted to see her in pleasure.

I focused on that point, finding it endlessly fascinating. I licked her soft, rosy tip, enveloping it in my warm mouth and wetting it with my saliva.

Licking and sucking, I made wet sounds.

Si Jingnian let out a soft moan.

Encouraged, I kneaded her chest, kissing and licking, my hands exploring every inch of her body. I touched her firm waist.

But she didn’t moan again as she had before.

Confused, I wondered if my technique was lacking.

I decided to touch her down there directly.

I slid my hand over her abdomen, reaching lower.

She stopped me, flipping me over and pinning me down again.

I wanted to protest, but she kissed me, clouding my mind and making me forget my intent.

She took my bre@st in her mouth again, her mouth hotter than before.

Both points stood erect under her touch, growing firmer with her caresses. I trembled on the sheets, gripping them tightly.

She left a trail of small strawberry marks on my bre@sts, her nimble tongue circling the tips, sucking intently. Her teeth tugged at the small points, pulling at my nerves.

Her fingers traced my sensitive abdomen, which twitched faintly.

Her fingers circled my thighs, slowly moving inward.

The itch, the tingle, the pleasure made me clamp my thighs shut.

Si Jingnian slid her right leg between mine, her knee gently rubbing my exposed private parts.

It was subtle but undeniable.

My abdomen and that area twitched slightly.

Unable to close my legs, I grabbed the sheets helplessly.

Her right hand found my left, our sweaty hands interlocking.

The sheets moved with the rhythm of her actions.

My moans rose and fell, sparse then frequent.

“Lift your legs,” Si Jingnian commanded.

“Ah… no…” She didn’t allow refusal, lifting my legs herself and ordering again, “Hold them.”

I whimpered and held my legs.

She withdrew her knee, replacing it with her nimble fingers, touching my private parts again.

This time, she stroked from top to bottom, shallowly probing the entrance.

The embarrassing wet sounds returned.

Her left hand rubbed the swollen spot above, her right hand squeezing gently.

“So much water,” Si Jingnian said, pinching her wet fingers, her voice full of wonder.

I was mortified, wanting to disappear.

I raised my arm to cover my eyes.

She continued her conquest, her fingers slowly exploring inside my body.

I felt a slight pain. “Ah, stop, it hurts.”

Si Jingnian nervously withdrew her fingers, leaving me feeling empty.

I wanted her inside me so badly…

“Actually…” I started, trying to find a way to ask her to continue.

“Relax, it won’t hurt,” she said, like a tempting devil, and I let out a soft “mm.”

Her hand moved quickly over my swollen spot.

From slow, gentle rubbing to rapid back-and-forth, she sent me to the heavens, making me moan shamefully.

I whimpered incoherently.

Lost in my moans, unaware of my surroundings, Si Jingnian’s index finger finally entered me deeply.

It hurt a bit, and I instinctively tightened around her finger.

“Xiaoyu, relax,” she soothed, moving her hand again. As I relaxed with the pleasure, she added her middle finger, both shallowly thrusting.

The wet sounds were embarrassing.

Her index finger explored inside me.

It dug at a spot within me.

I could feel her fingers moving inside, strange yet intimate.

At a certain point, I gasped sharply.

It was like she’d pressed an alarm button.

She worked both hands, rubbing my inner G-sp0t and outer point together.

I tensed my abdomen, enduring her passion.

I shook my head in agony, my mouth open, gasping like a fish out of water.

Tears welled as I covered my eyes with my arm.

She moved my arm, saying she wanted to see my pleasure.

She took me to the peak, showing me how my body could be used.

She showed me how much pleasure she could give.

She was capable.

Very capable.

Extremely capable.

I collapsed on the bed, utterly drained.

Si Jingnian carried me for another shower, then held me as we fell asleep.