(7 Fresh Coins) Chapter 3 (Part 2) Violent Love (Mild H)

Si Qiang's eyes narrowed, and then he said coldly, "You don't need to speak." Then, he lowered his head and kissed the man's still slightly parted lips fiercely.

He had indeed been so angered by Xu Qi's words that he lost his temper and momentarily went out of control—though not quite as Xu Qi had imagined, but not far off. He didn't want to continue arguing with the other party about this issue, nor did he want to hear anything from him that would make him lose control further, so he simply shut his ever-disobedient mouth.

"Um...no...you..." Xu Qi's heart sank as the thought that "Si Qiang might be using drugs" sent shock through him. Ignoring the burning pain on his face, he tried to avoid the man's lips, questioning him with a mixture of shock and anger, "Are you really on drugs? How could you..."

With a sharp "rip," his tie was forcefully pulled open, and the tightly buttoned collar was ripped apart by the man, the delicate handmade silver buttons flying off and revealing his beautifully shaped collarbone. His honey-colored skin against the white shirt exuded an ambiguous aura. Si Qiang quickly lowered her head and bit his collarbone. Xu Qi winced in pain and reflexively pushed her away, but still didn't forget to ask, "Tell me! You didn't, did you?"

The man didn't answer, but pressed him down, continuing to bite fiercely at his collarbone. His heavy breaths sprayed onto Xu Qi's neck, causing him to tremble slightly, his voice hoarse from his throat, only able to emit increasingly rapid gasps. His body, having abstained from sex for so long, couldn't withstand even the slightest provocation—even under these circumstances. Men truly are creatures driven by instinct.

While nibbling at his sexy collarbone, Si Qiang reached out and roughly kneaded his firm chest through his silk shirt. Si Qiang knew he couldn't stop. He wanted him. He wanted him so badly… he couldn't stop. Even though this man was so hateful, even though he had just decided to completely sever ties with him, he still surrendered pathetically to the man's sexy body.

Resentment stemming from the man's ruthlessness, self-loathing from his inability to resist temptation, and a deep-seated infatuation with him—these emotions swirled within Si Qiang. Unable to bear it any longer, she let out a low growl, forcefully tearing the man's shirt and suit jacket apart. Large swathes of his honey-colored chest and abdominal muscles were exposed to the air, small, reddish-brown nipples peeking out. Si Qiang's throat went dry; she touched one of the small nipples, pinching it between two fingers and twisting it hard.

"Uh..." Xu Qi gasped, a jolt of electricity shooting through his chest, a tingling sensation running through his body. The mere movement had elicited such a violent reaction from him; Xu Qi was horrified. He shoved the other man away forcefully and shouted sharply, "Wake up!"

No matter how much he desired, his male pride wouldn't allow him to do it with Si Qiang in this state. Besides, she was very likely on drugs, so he couldn't indulge himself; otherwise, the consequences would be dire.

Ignoring him completely, Si Qiang pounced on him like a wild beast, grabbing him and slamming him onto the living room carpet in a flash. He wrapped his legs around the man's waist, pulled off his tie, and tightly bound the man's wrists with the tie. Then, looking down at the man's pale face, he quickly unbuckled his belt and trousers, releasing his already raging desire.

The moment Xu Qi's gaze fell upon that large, hard, columnar object, he froze completely. Its shape, color, and size were exactly as before, brazenly exposed before him. Xu Qi's face flushed uncontrollably. This reaction already filled him with extreme shame and anger, but what made him even more want to bang his head against a wall was that his mouth was involuntarily producing more and more saliva, as if he were seeing some exquisite delicacy, truly "drooling with desire."

Fortunately, Si Qiang didn't seem to notice his embarrassment. Instead, she casually patted his face, moved her buttocks forward, and pressed the tip of her clear liquid against his tightly closed lips. She coldly commanded, "Open your mouth and take it in. Lick it properly for me."

Although the man's cold tone made his heart ache, he slowly opened his mouth, letting the frighteningly large thing go straight into his mouth. His tongue slowly licked the tender glans, occasionally gently sucking the liquid overflowing from the tip, gradually taking it deeper and deeper. He felt the astonishing hardness and heat, and that familiar musky scent—the man's scent—that made him unable to resist. Although Si Qiang's expression didn't change, he knew exactly how lewd he appeared in the man's eyes, and a strong sense of shame made him involuntarily close his eyes.

Author's Note:

A short description of a cat: Very explicit and violent ORZ