Who Wants to Love Bad Girls - Chapter 34

The woman wiped the liquid from her fingers onto her face, her words and actions filled with humiliation. Chi Jianyue turned her head, feeling the pressure on the back of her neck increase, rendering her immobile.

The zipper slid down to her waist, revealing a large expanse of snowy white skin. Ting Wan pressed her body against Chi Jianyue’s, her palm enveloping her full bre❤sts and kneading them forcefully.

Unable to resist playing with her sensitive body right after her org❤sm, Chi Jianyue soon started trembling and gasping for breath. The woman’s soft bre❤sts pressed against her back, her body surrounded by a tantalizing fragrance. Much to her dismay, Chi Jianyue discovered that this only made her more aroused.

Ting Wan lowered her voice, a hint of sweetness laced with poison, “Why aren’t you speaking? Is Jianyue unable to refute it herself?”

Her other hand lifted the skirt, slipping into the bareness between Chi Jianyue’s legs. The delicate folds of her flower bud were warm and moist, with Ting Wan lightly teasing her Cl❤toris. Soon, the opening of her core began to release a stream of arousal, filling the crevices. Ting Wan’s fingertips spread it open, the entire entrance slick with wetness.

“Stop, mmm… Ting Wan! I don’t want to do this, ah…!”

Ting Wan twisted her N❤pples and pinched them, her fingers pressing against Chi Jianyue’s entrance. The sound of their bodies colliding echoed with clarity from their lower regions, especially pronounced in the silence of the late night.

“It seems Jianyue has forgotten that I am also a woman. It’s not very convincing to say you don’t want to do it when you’re so wet down there,” Ting Wan remarked, her actions rough, causing a slight sting in Jianyue’s N❤pples and Cl❤toris. Despite the pain, there was an undeniable pleasure mixed in. Jianyue’s tight passage clenched, her fingers clutching the sofa cushion as she desperately tried to suppress the forbidden pleasure coursing through her body.

If even this felt pleasurable, would she truly become the depraved person Ting Wan described?

The woman didn’t make any further moves, just lightly tapping her flower bud as if toying with it. The strands of arousal dripped onto the sofa, clouding Jianyue’s vision. The numbness spreading through her lower body made it difficult to feel the pain, and the deep desire emanating from her core threatened to engulf her. Only the remnants of her sanity struggled to resist.

Ting Wan clicked her tongue in an ambiguous manner. With Jianyue’s back turned, she couldn’t see her expression, but the dangerous aura enveloping her made Jianyue’s already tense body even more sensitive.

This version of Ting Wan felt unfamiliar, yet there was a sense of inevitability, as if she had always been this dangerous.

“If Jianyue had a tail, it would be wagging by now.”

Unbeknownst to herself, Jianyue’s waist moved involuntarily, the two plump and white b❤ttocks swaying captivatingly, as if she had no idea how irresistibly tempting she was.

Ting Wan’s gaze deepened, her satisfaction at Jianyue’s honest response inexplicably transforming into anger.

Recently, Jianyue had been going out frequently. At first, Ting Wan was relieved that she wasn’t constantly revolving her life around her. But as Jianyue started returning home later and later, with a faint but noticeable scent of alcohol wafting from her, Ting Wan couldn’t help but have doubts. She initially thought it was just a bad mood, subtly probing multiple times, only to receive Jianyue’s distant and indifferent responses, as if she could vanish into the clouds at any moment.

How could she forget? Jianyue was supposed to go to ‘Garden’ in the first place, not ‘kilig’…

Their relationship appeared to be dominated by Ting Wan, but in reality, even if Jianyue played the role of a pet, she was still the one who could leave at any moment.

If she could, Ting Wan truly wanted to find a chain and tether her. She looked at the choker around Jianyue’s neck and without warning, forcefully inserted her fingers.

“Mmm… Ah… Don’t… go out…”
The deep penetr❤tion from the doggy style position felt different, with a new angle and no resistance. Jianyue’s brows furrowed in discomfort as her body instinctively tried to escape.

Of course, the pain was a lie. Her dripping wet passage easily accommodated two fingers without any effort.

Ting Wan gripped her waist, stopping her attempts to escape. The fingers slid in and out smoothly, without any obstruction.

The excessive amount of arousal in her cavity caused the fluids to overflow, dripping out through the gaps at the entrance. Uncontrollable moans spilled out, unable to be suppressed. Jianyue’s beautifully shaped butterfly bones arched high, her fair back resembling a range of snow-covered mountains.

Ting Wan’s fingers moved, causing her body to shake uncontrollably. Her bre❤sts bounced and her b❤ttocks trembled, the scene becoming obsc❤nely er❤tic.

The more compliant and obedient she was, the more Ting Wan couldn’t help but imagine what would happen if this scene were to be witnessed by others. Would Ojou-sama, who had no self-respect, be lying beneath someone’s control like this?

As these thoughts emerged, a hint of hostility appeared in Ting Wan’s eyes, contrasting with her usual appearance. The hidden darkness that had never been noticed by anyone before unconsciously surfaced in front of Chi Jianyue.

With a forceful movement of her arm, Ting Wan abruptly stopped when her passage tightened and convulsed. Her body, on the verge of cl❤max, cooled in mid-air. Jianyue was left dazed, only to hear the woman’s voice.

“My hand is tired. If Jianyue wants it, she can do it herself.”

Ting Wan’s cold voice clashed with the heated atmosphere, making Jianyue feel even more embarrassed. She gritted her teeth, finally experiencing the discomfort of being caught in between. She wanted to remove Ting Wan’s hand and say a few sarcastic words, but her body lacked any backbone and shamelessly pressed against the fingers as they were pulled out.

Jianyue bent her waist, swaying her lower body, eagerly swallowing the fingers buried inside her. At first, she had a little hesitation, but when she realized Ting Wan wasn’t moving, her needy little hole couldn’t be satisfied by this level of penetr❤tion. She had no choice but to gradually increase the frequency of her body’s movements, thrusting back and forth.

The girl’s delicate moans were consistently crisp, but now they carried a sed❤ctive tone that she usually didn’t possess. She twisted her waist, wanting to escape, yet repeatedly welcoming the fingers that thrust into her, creating an intense contradiction. Watching this, Ting Wan’s breathing became erratic. Her hand, previously resting on Jianyue’s waist, moved upwards and hooked onto the choker around her neck. Jianyue was forced to lift her head, emitting muffled sounds from her throat.

Ting Wan’s voice contained a playful laugh as she teasingly said, “The little kitty is in heat.”

Jianyue’s swaying body froze, her ears turning hot, and her passage clenched tightly around the fingers.

Ting Wan took control, pushing her fingers deep inside while simultaneously tugging on the choker, which served a similar purpose. It sank deeply into her.

Jianyue reached cl❤max while experiencing a suffocating sensation around her neck. She collapsed onto the couch, gasping for air with large breaths. Tears streamed down her face, and her trembling body resembled a fragile flower in a storm, vulnerable and easily destroyed.

Ting Wan didn’t let her off that easily. She lifted Jianyue’s waist and, without waiting for her to fully recover, thrust inside once again. Her wet and soft passage felt like an overripe peach, sweet and juicy, with fluids splashing everywhere.

“Ah… No more… Ting Wan…” Jianyue’s voice carried a hint of a sob, unable to bear it any longer. Her body felt weak and powerless, lacking any strength to resist. She was completely different from the proud demeanor she had shown earlier, the one that made Ting Wan take her out.

Her mental defenses were shattered one by one, and she was defeated both physically and mentally. Ting Wan was in a good mood, whispering words against her ear like a lover’s murmurs, full of tenderness:

“Ojou-sama, you’re so delicate and unable to withstand being f❤cked.”