21. Just treat it as a one night stand
After a while, someone knocked on the door. Deng Shilang thought it was a colleague. When he opened it, he found that it was Yao Ling standing at the door.
"What are you doing?" He held the door handle and saw that she was wearing thin pajamas.
Yao Ling looked at him without saying a word.
"You want to hear my voice." Deng Shilang said first.
She stood there, "You're afraid I'll get wet if I say that on the phone just now."
He gripped the door handle tightly, guessing what she was going to do, and asked calmly, "Are you crazy?"
"You're crazy too." After Yao Ling finished speaking to him, she turned around and left, brushing open the door to her room.
Before she even entered the room, he grabbed her wrist, pulled her into his room, and slammed the door shut. He pressed her against the door, pushed her shirt aside without a word, and cupped her breasts in his mouth. His other hand kneaded them vigorously, until they were deformed. He wasn't gentle at all.
Yao Ling was pressed against the cold, hard door panel. She looked down at the top of his head and her own breasts, which were round and swollen from being grabbed. His teeth knocked against her nipple, and she frowned and reached out to hold his shoulders, but he suddenly let her go, a little annoyed.
Deng Shilang tried to stay awake, "What do you want?"
"Make love." Yao Ling leaned against the door, her clothes disheveled, and spoke so frankly. She was the same in Europe, not afraid to express her desires.
"She's addicted to sex," Deng Shilang felt, noting her changing behavior. "She was fine just a few days ago, but now she wants to do it with me."
"Because you want to. I know you want to have sex with me when I look at you, and you get hard when you hear my voice." Yao Ling said.
Deng Shilang stared at her, and she was looking at him. He picked her up and put her on the bed, straddling her on one knee, with his hands on the side of her face. "Do you think you can do whatever you want just because you are my ex?"
"Then you shouldn't have kissed me before, and you shouldn't have asked me to help you. What reason do you have to distance yourself now? It's always me who makes you lose control of yourself. There's nothing wrong with you." Yao Ling's hair was completely scattered because he blocked the light from the ceiling.
"I'm a man. Whatever you want from me, I'll have to control myself even if it's someone else."
Yao Ling propped herself up on her elbows, half-raising herself, her hair swaying as she whispered into his ear, "Take your time pretending, take your time controlling yourself." Then, she pushed him away and said, "Go away. It's really a waste of time with you."
"You come as you please, leave as you please. You're driving me crazy. Do you think it's still the same as before?" Deng Shilang held her down and took the hotel's spare condom from the bedside. He held the box between his fingers and showed it to her: "Tell me clearly whether you want to do it or not."
Yao Ling was pressed down on the bed by him again. She calmed down and said, "Rub me."
That's what we do.
"Don't regret it."
"Just treat it as a one-night stand. No one will know." Yao Ling said lightly and calmly, "What about you?"
Deng Shilang lost his mind to her, threw the box onto the pillow, stripped her clothes, and began to rub her breasts. Her breasts were beautifully shaped, and the originally fair skin was reddened by his five fingers. He was already hard, and while kneading the soft breast flesh, he lowered his head and sucked on her neck, sucking so hard that she couldn't help but arch her body against him and put her hands around his neck.
He could smell the sweet fragrance from her proximity, and the warm breath spread over her neck. He kissed her creamy skin and asked, "What did you put on? Victoria's Secret body lotion."
"I put it on before going to bed." Yao Ling covered the back of his neck with her palm, and when she got close, she felt something hard pressing against her stomach.
“It’s not for a purpose, it’s not for sex.
Deng Shilang became hard when he smelled her fragrance, and used two fingers to knead her nipples hard, making them firm and erect like two pink fruit seeds. He intensified his kneading, and it hurt her. She had to shrink back and put her feet against his chest to stop him from kneading.
"They say it's applied before bed, not for sex." Yao Ling finally answered.
Deng Shilang grabbed her ankle and said, "I wanted it just from the phone call. I'm so wet." He put her ankle down and took her hand, asking her to stand up. "Come here and take off my clothes."
Yao Ling was lifted up by him, kneeling on the bed, and lifting his shirt over his head, ruffling his hair. The two of them were naked, pressed together. He habitually tried to kiss her, but she blocked his lips with her index finger, threw his clothes to the floor, and wrapped her arms around his neck, occupying him first, lightly running her tongue along his Adam's apple.
Just as he had sucked her breast just now, she would use her tongue to lightly hook his Adam's apple, and even hold it in her mouth, making a slight sucking sound, feeling it sliding, and then licking lower and lower, all the way to his chest. She buried her head, her nipples rubbing against his abdominal muscles, and her hair also lightly brushed against them.
Deng Shilang frowned slightly, stroked her waist, looked down and saw her lips leaving his chest, but he didn't move up, so he had to put his arms around her smooth back and kiss her earlobe.
"That's enough. It's hard. I want to fuck you." After he said that, he hugged her and bent over. They both fell on the bed. He reached out to grab the condom and opened it in front of her face. When he put on the condom, she put the box under the light and read it.
After Deng Shilang finished, he helped her put down the box and spread her legs, which were already dripping wet. He rubbed the outside of her vagina, then gently poked the raised part of her penis, poking her clitoris and causing her to suck in her stomach. He wanted to ram into her, but he wanted to see how uncomfortable she was with the desire. She started to blush, not out of shyness, but simply a physiological reaction, which was somewhat endearing.
"Missed me?"
"Which aspect?" Yao Ling asked.
"Now." Deng Shilang immediately rushed in, and hit her deep inside along with the lubricating honey.
Yao Ling screamed, caught off guard, and was knocked upwards. Her heels rubbed against the bed sheet, producing a slight warmth. Her vagina was suddenly filled with his penis, swelling and leaking water, leaving swirling wrinkles on the bed sheet.
It had been a long time since the two of them had been so close together, especially the part connected below. She heard his suppressed sigh, but it was soon drowned out by the sound of his hips colliding.
He didn't give her any time to buffer, leaning over and ramming her continuously at high speed. His penis rubbed against her xuerou, bringing out sticky water and wetting the sheets. Her chest was shaking from the very beginning, and she held onto his shoulders like she was clinging to driftwood. She was hit on sensitive points several times, and she bit her lips tightly, her beautiful shoulders hunched, and her collarbone became more prominent.
The thrusting was so strong that her toes began to curl up. She opened her eyes and asked him to go slower, but he didn't listen. She was so angry that she pulled his neck upwards and bit his shoulder in revenge. She hooked her legs around his waist and sucked his penis from below, her vagina tightly wrapped around him.
"Don't squeeze." Deng Shilang was almost ejaculated by her, and his shoulder was aching. He laid her down, grabbed her bent knees, and began to thrust slowly, three shallow strokes, three deep strokes, panting slightly. "Open your mouth and scream."
Yao Ling refused and covered her face with a pillow, so that he could only see her hair and chest. A few strands of hair were wet and stuck to her neck due to sweat. Her collarbone was completely red, and even her knees were pink.
He pushed aside the troublesome pillow, letting her see the light again. He stroked her collarbone with one hand, then reached to her neck and thrust into her vagina at the same time. She really couldn't stand him pinching herself while hitting her sensitive spots.
"Okay, it's too heavy, go slower." Yao Ling couldn't breathe at all, her body trembled, and she gradually had the illusion that sparks were flying.
Deng Shilang saw her eyelashes wet and knew she was about to orgasm. He thrust his hips deeper, not letting her go for a second. She was quickly brought to the extreme moment, her mind blank. She grabbed him and pinched her arm, falling into orgasm, but Xuerou was still sucking his penis. She was orgasming while he fucked her, and she couldn't control her moans and was almost suffocating.
"Do you want more?" Seeing that she was almost in convulsion, Deng Shilang pecked her forehead and paused.
Yao Ling didn't want to stop at this moment, so she hugged him comfortably, "Yes, I want to sit on you."
Deng Shilang laughed and satisfied her request. He lifted her hips, changed her position, let her sit down, and kissed her nose, "Move."
After the climax, Yao Ling's hair was wet. She slowed down, lifted her hair with her hands, and then rode in front of his face. Her vagina sucked his penis again, and she raised her hips, sucking it in and out.
Deng Shilang held her slender waist and could clearly feel her squeezing, and every time she sat deeper, the soft flesh of her buttocks pressed against his legs. His scalp tingled, and his hands moved to rub her tight buttocks, "You're squeezing so hard, I want to cum now."
Yao Ling smiled, letting go of his hair, and rubbed his face back and forth with her knuckles, not forgetting to twist and sway, "You like me to pinch it, you must have wanted me to do this for a long time, right?"
Deng Shilang remained silent, unable to bear her like this. He grabbed her buttocks and thrust hard several times, causing her to lose her composure and glare in dissatisfaction. After he had done this, he reached out to cover her bouncing breasts, gently rubbing them with his fingertips.
"I was the one who moved." Yao Ling emphasized.
She grabbed his hands and rubbed her breasts. When she sat down, it hit a sensitive spot. She stretched her neck back in pleasure. But this initiative didn't last long. He pushed her down, pushed on the bed faster, disordered her breathing, and caused her brain to be deprived of oxygen.
She continued to do so for a while, still stubbornly not screaming. She bit her lips until they turned red, enduring his assault. It must have been very muddy and wet down there. He was panting, and his hair on his forehead was also wet, dripping down to her collarbone and sliding down to her cleavage.
Deng Shilang finally ejaculated, and she trembled with orgasm again. He leaned over her shoulders, his hair touching her chin, and asked in her ear: "Do you want more? Come again."
Yao Ling felt itchy and put her hands on his chest. She turned her face away and said, "No more."
"That's all you can do, and you still want me to do it with you." Deng Shilang saw that there was blood on her lips, so he finally let her go and carried her to the bathroom to wash.
After showering, Yao Ling left the room first and stood in front of the mirror, examining the redness on her chest and shoulders. He was far from gentle and gentle; his marks were all over her body, and her waist was also pink. She dried herself, got dressed, and left the room. She didn't know he was cooling himself in the shower, otherwise he would have used up all the condom in the box.
Deng Shilang came out after drying his hair to find she was gone. The bed was a mess, the sheets badly torn. He put on his casual clothes, called the front desk, threw the box into the trash, and went to the balcony to get some fresh air.
Just treat it as a one night stand.
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