For One Night with New Boss - Chapter 17
※This time there is a relatively radical plot, under 18 years old please do not read, thank you:)
Zheng Yan didn’t take Yang Qing Qiao to the hotel, but brought him back to his residence, got off the car, and directly pulled the man into the master bedroom and pushed him down on the bed.
If it were before, it would have been a clean break, and usually he would have sent an expensive gift to the other party, and all would have been happy, but why did he let go of Yang Qingqiao’s desire to do so?
He couldn’t understand, he couldn’t think rationally, he just felt incredibly agitated, and he was going to get the catharsis of that damn agitation out of Yang Qing Qiao’s body.
“I told you, I don’t want to talk to you anymore.”
Kissing him hard on the lips, not letting him say any more words of refusal, this little mouth could moan, it could scream, it just couldn’t say ‘no’!
Yang Qing Qiao pushed him hard, disliking this, in the past, the sex between the two of them might have been a little bit semi-compulsive, but that compulsion was full of blazing heat, almost melting him, however, at the moment, Zheng Yan appeared to be ice-cold, without the slightest bit of heat.
Zheng Yan pinned him down with his body, roughly tearing his clothes and nibbling his lips and tongue hard.
「Don’t ……」Yang Qing Qiao was truly scared of Zheng Yan for the first time.
Zheng Yan’s eyes darkened even more as he pulled off his tie and tied up his hands, raising them high above his head and tying them to the wrought iron carvings at the foot of the bed.
“Don’t …… don’t! I don’t want this!” Yang Qingqiao shouted, struggling even more.
It’s rape, real rape!
Zheng Yan did want to rape Yang Qing Qiao, and for the first time in his life, he had the strong thought of raping a man.
He remained silent, not immediately penetrating Yang Qing Qiao’s body, concentrating on kissing and caressing him, skillfully teasing the body he had developed and trained.
Where was the most sensitive, what kind of technique could break it down, how much force could make him feel pain and pleasure at the same time, he knew all the details of this body better than the owner of the body.
“Don’t ……”
The man under his hand had been paralyzed, his mind burned into chaos by the fires of lust that had been ignited.
I don’t want to? Zheng Yan laughed coldly, this slutty body could say “yes”.
He applied a generous amount of lubricant to the taut entrance and pucker, and after a few casual pioneering strokes with his fingers, he eased in with his own sex.
No cuddle insertion.
Just holding Yang Qing Qiao’s buttocks, no more physical contact, just simple penetration.
Zheng Yan coldly looked down at him, like a machine, regularly inserting, withdrawing, inserting again, withdrawing …… again There was no ardent spark, no sinking ecstasy, and not a single lustful and teasing whisper.
It’s not making love.
Despite the violation of her body, Yang Qing Qiao quickly snapped out of her desire and struggled again, screaming, “Let go of me, I don’t want this!”
Zheng Yan’s movements steeply intensified and accelerated, each thrust deeper, repeatedly grinding the prostate, which is the bull’s-eye of the arrow, the man’s most fatal weakness.
“Ahh …… no …… I don’t want ……”
He wanted this body to be able to accommodate him without hesitation or difficulty and orgasm for him whenever he wanted, no matter what the circumstances.
He began to ram up powerfully, hard and brutal like he was trying to impale him.
“Ah!” Yang Qingqiao’s moan pulled up with an agonized trill.
Being treated so mercilessly by himself, he still managed to arouse the desire for instinctive pleasure, desperately wanting to resist but unable to do so, and sexual pleasure became the greatest mental torture at this moment.
Zheng Yan did not even touch his genitals a bit, just by the monotonous coitus action, the pleasure still can not continue to accumulate and push up, wave after wave, until spasmodic eruption.
The orgasm made Yang Qingqiao feel uncomfortable, and he even resented the great pleasure that fascinated men to death.
Zheng Yan heavy thrust a few more times, also vented in his body, slightly gasping withdrew, the expression is still not with the previous wild enthusiasm.
Ejaculation is a very comfortable thing that any man can get through the friction of the sex organ, so Zheng Yan still can’t understand what attracts him to this body in front of him, making him not want to let go, can’t let go.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, he looked at the mouth of the pussy that was spitting out a stream of white fluid, like a red flower that bloomed over and over again, overflowing with milky white nectar.
Like a seduced bee, he reached out and touched it. Wanting to know, wanting to find out, what was inside that was so attractive that it could compel him to become addicted, to become obsessed.
Yang Qingqiao, who had returned to his senses from his orgasm, shuddered, feeling that something was very wrong, the feeling of intrusion was not quite the same as in the past, and he barely lifted his upper body to look over, realizing in a flash what Jung Yeon was trying to do.
“No ……” couldn’t help but tremble with horror. “Don’t ……
Ignoring his panic, Zheng Yan very slowly and carefully, reached in with five joined fingers.
“No!” Yang Qingqiao yelled, his whole body muscles stiffening as he fought back.
“Relax, or you’ll get hurt.” Zheng Yan used his other hand to suppress his struggles, commanding very, very softly. “Be good, let me in, it’ll only take a second.”
“Don’t! GET OUT! GET OUT!”
Then slowly probed until the fingers completely disappeared, insistently, wanting to put the whole hand in. Inside, what …… is it ……?
Was there a labyrinth of paradise hidden away for him to get lost in?
“It hurts! Don’t! Don’t! No, no, no, no!”
Yang Qing Qiao’s struggles and cries made Zheng Yan pause for a moment, half of his palm had been tightly wrapped by the flesh wall that was forced to hold it open, wet and hot, and he could feel the tension of the muscles, as well as the pulsation of the blood and flesh.
Not enough, not enough ah, want more, more inside …… want to touch the soft viscera, as if as long as through this passage, can capture the longing for something …… in the end, in the end, in the inside, in the end, what is it that makes him so obsessed and obsessed?
Find it, and then, hold on to it.
Or, just go inside completely and become part of the body.
Suddenly floating in his mind a scene from the movie “Whispering to Her”, the shrinking man entered the vagina of the woman he loved, and never came out again……. He mistakenly felt as if he had also become that man, and was about to enter a desired sacred and secret sanctuary.
Jung-hiko felt a sick, satisfied wariness at first.
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Well …. This ….. Sorry… I’m so sorry.
