He owns so many houses that he can't even count them all. The closest one to her is a single-level apartment with a high ceiling, a magnificent crystal chandelier at the entrance, and pure rose gold walls for the elevator.
The door opened with a beep, and Meng Jiuyi was forcefully slammed against the wall.
The room lights were off, and the expansive floor-to-ceiling windows framed the city's most dazzling night view.
He held her by the back of her neck and kissed her deeply, her body going limp and boneless. She slid down the cold door, her buttocks being forcefully pulled back by the man's large hands, who rudely pressed her against him.
His kisses left her no room for mercy, as if he wanted to devour her whole.
In the past, Meng Jiuyi would always struggle, but now she obediently closed her eyes, her intertwined bodies moved from the wall to the sofa, and the sound of water stains became clearer in the darkness.
With the sofa blocking all her way behind her, it made it easier for Tan Yuchen to do as he pleased. He dug his fingers into her black hair, sucking, biting, and entwining them wantonly. Her arms were wrapped around his neck, her tongue aching, and she was already breathless from being kissed.
He pulled away slightly, his lips still pressed against hers.
"You have a good relationship with your roommate?"
Meng Jiuyi took a moment to react, her breathing was so labored that even her "hmm" sounds became very weak.
“Since you’re closer to her, why not take her to the banquet? I don’t think I’ve seen that person you took last time.”
She woke up instantly, her gaze meeting his deep, intense eyes.
"She doesn't like these noisy occasions, and the others are friends."
Her mind was about to return to normal when Tan Yuchen kissed her again. He not only used his words but also his hands.
The sweater wasn't hard to peel; you just had to pull it down to see the ripe peach.
He loved it dearly.
Meng Jiuyi's heart was pounding, and a low trembling sound came from his nose. Only when he was playing with her cruelly did he not be able to help but let out a sob.
Tan Yuchen's Adam's apple bobbed with impatience as he whispered in her ear.
"The person has been found."
"Who is it?" Meng Jiuyi opened her eyes in a daze.
Tan Yuchen's voice was low and husky, "It's the one I had a one-night stand with on the cruise ship, she said—"
say what.
Meng Jiuyi secretly perked up her ears, tormented by him while simultaneously listening for the answer.
Tan Yuchen stared at her closely in the darkness, and casually continued, "Why are you so nervous?"
He brought his lips close to her ear, his warm voice hoarse and rascal-like. As soon as he finished speaking, she blushed and tried to kick him away.
"roll!"
Of course, I didn't kick it.
Meng Jiuyi's knowledge was all based on previous experience, so he was less nervous because he had mentally prepared himself. However, the moves he made were so varied and unexpected that he had never seen them before, and tears immediately welled up in his eyes.
"Don't..."
Her whole body felt like a tightly wound bow, desperately trying to suppress the trembling, yet a tingling sensation spread from head to toe.
Meng Jiuyi couldn't help but look up, and through his blurry vision, all he could see was her leg draped over the edge of the sofa.
And in the darkness, his hairy head.
Meng Jiuyi looked away immediately, as if he had been burned.
But the feeling doesn't disappear because of it.
She felt as if she had melted into a puddle of water. Tan Yuchen wiped away her tears, his hot breath carrying a strong desire. He asked her which of the experiences she had had and which one she preferred.
Meng Jiuyi disliked it all; his legs were too weak to move, and his protesting movements became feeble between his fingers.
"Go ask someone else."
"Why ask about others? I only serve one sugar daddy."
Suddenly, a drop of hot sweat landed on her face; without even looking, you could tell how much the man was burning with pent-up desire.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and her voice, though slightly hoarse, was alluring.
Are you feeling unwell?
Tan Yuchen exhaled a suppressed and restrained breath, "Does Your Majesty need help?"
"OK."
She acted very innocently, but her hand gently touched him like a fairy.
Tan Yuchen's Adam's apple bobbed violently, his eyes were so dark they seemed to seep water, and his voice remained nonchalant.
"Does President Meng know what he's doing?"
He had been suppressing his emotions intensely these past few times. He could really endure it, but just thinking about it made his whole body ache. He wished he could just crush her and beat her up.
"I know, it seems like I'm really losing out by keeping three people who I don't use. Didn't you say you wanted to show them what you're capable of?"
Her fingers, soft and boneless, fearlessly probed upwards, the sound of buckles being removed was unusually clear in the quiet space, like a broken string releasing a wild beast.
"There's no going back now."
Their hot breaths mingled as Tan Yuchen's fingers dug into her hair, forcing her to press closer to him. He held her neck and kissed her wantonly, the taste of his mouth making one's heart race. Even the sofa creaked as he did so.
This time, Tan Yuchen led her through the process, his forceful and irresistible manner causing her to tremble despite her bravado. He then lowered his head and kissed her lips.
"Don't be afraid, I'll be gentle."
These words offered no comfort whatsoever, and Meng Jiuyi swallowed hard.
"Let's get this straight! I have a few conditions."
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good evening
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