S*x Toy Designer (1v1) - Chapter 38
Xie Jingyao ripped off both n_pple clamps, cranking the vibr_ting egg and massage rod to maximum.
In the dark, Chi Zaozao’s cries quickened his pulse.
Mmph…” Their lips locked, inseparable.
His possessive kiss claimed her lips, pausing only to ask, “If I hadn’t shown up tonight, would you have run off with someone else?”
His accusing tone pierced her chaotic mind. Frowning, she couldn’t explain her actions, swayed by the crowd, abandonment’s sting, and layered disappointment.
Sobbing, she stammered, “What can I do? I think I’ve fallen for you… When you left, I wanted to chase you, but didn’t know how or why…
I came here for inspiration. You’re my first man. I never thought of others…”
Hearing her cries, he wiped her endless tears, but they kept falling.
“Zaozao, I think I’ve fallen for you too.”
His lips returned, gentle this time, like a feather brushing her, swallowing her words.
“Zaozao, let’s be together.” He untied her ropes, using her post-clim_x slickness to thrust into her p_ussy with a squelch.
She gasped, her p_ussy stretched wide.
“Too big… mmph…”
Ar_usal poured from her, her sensitive body reigniting instantly.
“Your little mouth doesn’t mind my size.” His c_ck thrust inside, colliding with her ar_usal in squelching sounds that echoed in the quiet room.
Panting, she clung to his back, their movements syncing as they peaked together.
The clim_x sent her into a faint.
He watched her, murmuring in sleep not to leave, his heart tethered.
She woke in his home, the scent of s_x gone, replaced by bath soap.
He leaned over, watching her reaction.
“Ah!” Startled, she pulled the blanket up, only for him to tug it away.
“What part of you haven’t I seen?”
His words sank in, she was laid bare to him. Hiding was pointless.
“So… we… last night…” she asked cautiously, recalling her tearful confession and his admission of liking her, but nothing more.
“You’re heavy. Carrying you back nearly killed me. You passed out so quickly, time to build your stamina.” He stood, naked, his c_ck stirring again.
“Company meeting this afternoon. It’s eleven. Unless you want everyone seeing me drive you there, hurry up.” He checked his schedule.
She leapt up, dashing to the bathroom, slamming the door with a bang.