The Crybaby Mistress GL - Chapter 32

Luo Jing’s body froze with fear. Chen Xin, seemingly oblivious to her distress, continued to stimulate her with three fingers while pressing a hand on Luo Jing’s mound. This action made her already tight entrance contract even tighter.

The suction felt like a vacuum, clinging to her fingers with a sticky sensation that left Chen Xin parched. She craved more of Luo Jing’s helpless moans, wanting to keep her immersed in desire under her control.

Luo Jing felt a tingling sensation in her lower back, which left her too weak to form a coherent sentence. “Someone… ahh! Someone… mmm! Stop… ahh!” she pleaded.

Chen Xin finally released the cl!t, which had swollen to twice its size from her sucking. She glanced up and noticed a motorbike rider approaching in the distance. Luo Jing sighed in relief and quickly grabbed a piece of clothing to cover herself during those few seconds.

However, Chen Xin, unconcerned, looked back down at the swollen, ripe cl!t. Licking her lips, she dove back in, engulfing it in her mouth. Like a hungry tiger, she sucked and licked, occasionally grazing it with her teeth.

“Eek!” The already swollen spot could not withstand such intense sucking and biting. Luo Jing could not stop another shameless gush of fluid, soaking the jacket further.

Her face was wet with tears, and her nose was red as she helplessly pushed at Chen Xin’s head, which was buried between her legs. Yet, a single lick drained her strength to resist. Her slender fingers tangled in Chen Xin’s hair, undoing her neat ponytail in the chaos. Chen Xin’s wavy hair spilled loose, amplifying their wild abandon.

Chen Xin lapped at the cl!t before lifting her head to kiss Luo Jing, swallowing her frantic moans and reducing them to muffled nasal hums.

Luo Jing flailed her hands, trying to warn Chen Xin that someone was about to pass by, but Chen Xin pinned her hands back. “Ignore them,” Chen Xin said hurriedly, focusing on passing her saliva into Luo Jing’s mouth. Their tongues tangled until it became impossible to distinguish whose taste was whose.

Luo Jing’s head spun. Chen Xin lifted her, repositioning her on all fours. Her legs knelt on the driver’s seat, while her hands propped on the passenger seat. Chen Xin continued teasing her entrance from behind. Even clamping her legs together proved futile, and her pleas went ignored.

In the end, Luo Jing lowered her head. She felt the motorbike rider slowly pass by the car window, and goosebumps covered her body. At that moment, whether intentional or not, Chen Xin thrust her three fingers deep into her core. Despite the overwhelming shame, Luo Jing 0rg*smed uncontrollably.

With her head bowed, her body nearly gave out. Her shoulder blades jutted up, making her soft feminine curves starkly visible. After withdrawing her fingers, Chen Xin tenderly stroked Luo Jing’s trembling back.

The touch revealed how badly Luo Jing was shaking. When Chen Xin turned her around, she saw Luo Jing’s face drenched in tears, with her nose running.

Caught crying, Luo Jing burst into loud sobs, her tears unstoppable. Chen Xin, startled by her state, quickly pulled her into her arms and grabbed Luo Jing’s coat from the back seat to cover her bare body.

Holding the sobbing Luo Jing, who looked like a crumpled bun, Chen Xin said, “It’s okay. No one outside can see inside the car.”

Luo Jing cried like a child, stammering, “You’re lying! That person definitely saw me!”

Her pitiful crying made Chen Xin regret pushing her so far. She should have known that Luo Jing could not handle such intense teasing, yet she had kept going too far. In the end, it was Chen Xin who felt the heartache.

Sighing, Chen Xin clumsily dressed Luo Jing. The girl, emotionally shaken, resisted, crying and muttering about being seen. Chen Xin struggled, sweating as she finally got Luo Jing back into her clothes.

She had not noticed during their earlier activities, but now she realized how cramped the car was. Dressing Luo Jing was far harder than making her peak, being several times more difficult.

Luo Jing was deeply upset, still crying even after being dressed. Chen Xin had no choice but to pull her out of the car to show her that no one could see inside from the outside.

Outside in the cool air, Luo Jing calmed down. Looking at the car window, she saw that it was indeed hard to see through. Her tears stopped falling, but she continued to sob, her body limp with exhaustion. With her head bowed, she said in a soft, nasal voice, “I want to go home.”

They drove back in silence. Chen Xin knew she had gone too far but could not bring herself to apologize. Even after venting, she was still upset that Luo Jing wanted to distance herself. Luo Jing, silently looking out the window, was truly exhausted. Her head tilted against the glass, and she fell asleep.

When Luo Jing woke, they were at her apartment building. Her eyes were swollen, and everything looked blurry for a while. It took a few minutes for her to realize that Chen Xin was gently shaking her.

“We’re home. Go up and rest,” Chen Xin said softly, her voice like a gentle night breeze.

Luo Jing nodded and sat up, noticing Chen Xin’s bag under her head, cushioning her neck. Without it, her neck would have been sore.

Getting out of the car, Chen Xin watched her from inside. The silence stretched between them until Luo Jing finally said, “I’m going up. Thank you for driving me back.”

“Good night,” Chen Xin replied, her tone still slightly tense. As she started to roll up the window, Luo Jing, who had begun to walk away, turned back, circled the car, and came to the driver’s side window.

“?”

Chen Xin, unsure what Luo Jing wanted, opened her window.

Without a word, Luo Jing leaned into the car, her soft lips brushing Chen Xin’s cheek with a faint “chu” sound.

“Goodbye, Miss Chen,” Luo Jing said, then quickly ran into the apartment, like a little bee stealing honey, not looking back. Chen Xin’s gaze lingered, unable to pull away.

Only when Luo Jing disappeared through the apartment door did Chen Xin slowly touch her cheek. The warm, soft sensation lingered. She slumped onto the steering wheel, her lips trembling. Her heart pounded for a long time.

She liked that little one too much. A year was not nearly enough. She wanted to keep Luo Jing by her side for much, much longer.