Returning - Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Toy

Zhao Yu eventually got into Xu Chengyan's car. Lu Bin was driving.

Although Zhao Yu always called him "Little Bro," Lu Bin was actually younger than her. He had been introduced to the company by someone Xu Chengyan knew, so Xu Chengyan kept him by his side as a secretary, personally mentoring him through his training.

But clearly, this secretary—who satisfied him in almost every aspect of work—had absolutely no idea how to handle women.

Glancing at the smug, self-satisfied woman beside him, Xu Chengyan asked, "Be direct. What do you want from me?"

Zhao Yu didn't beat around the bush either. She looked at him openly. "Your body, and your money. Since President Xu has already seen my true colors, I might as well go all out. After enduring so much of your sarcasm, I should at least find a way to get something back, right? What if President Xu can satisfy me physically and financially? What if… one day you fall in love with me and want to marry me? Then I'd really have soared up the branches and become a phoenix, wouldn't I?"

Her grandiose speech, a mix of truth and jest, even stunned Lu Bin, who was driving attentively up front. Xu Chengyan let out a low, scornful laugh, as if mocking her overestimation of herself.

Zhao Yu, her smile radiant, looked at Xu Chengyan. "What's wrong? Is President Xu afraid?"

"Provocation tactics don't work on me." Xu Chengyan looked directly at her. "However, I admire your confidence."

Zhao Yu slowly leaned closer, her warm breath ghosting over his chiseled jaw. "I equally admire President Xu's confidence—no, I should say… arrogance."

Seeing the self-righteous defiance in her eyes and the red lips so close at hand, Xu Chengyan reached out and pinched her chin, his thumb slowly tracing along her lower lip. His head drew closer bit by bit, as if he were about to kiss her just like that.

Catching this scene in the rearview mirror, Lu Bin quickly averted his gaze and focused all his attention on driving.

He had been with Xu Chengyan for quite a while now. He naturally knew that this boss of his wasn't as otherworldly as he appeared on the surface, and he had witnessed scenes of his boss getting intimate with women more than once. No matter how flushed and heart-pounding it got each time, he always dutifully fulfilled his responsibilities as a secretary.

But Xu Chengyan didn't kiss her.

Just as his lips were about to touch Zhao Yu's, he stopped. His hand swiftly reached beneath her skirt, stroking her plump mound through her panties.

Zhao Yu's body trembled, yet she continued to look at him provocatively, smiling, and voluntarily spread her legs wider to facilitate his intrusion.

Just like that day in the stairwell, those slender fingers traced down along her mound, slipping into that crevice, rubbing back and forth over the thin fabric. In no time, a layer of dampness seeped through.

Xu Chengyan's left hand clasped her waist. He whispered in her ear, "Is this what you want?"

Zhao Yu smiled and pressed her legs together, trapping his hand tightly between them. She twisted her waist and hips, rubbing her core against his fingers of her own accord, answering his question with the most wanton of actions.

Xu Chengyan stretched out his long leg, using his knee to push her legs apart. His fingertips directly pushed aside her panties and, without any barrier, covered the slippery wet flesh.

His lips brushed her earlobe faintly, his hot breath mingling with his deep voice as it reached Zhao Yu's ear. "So much liquid flowing. You really are lewd and slutty."

He pinched her clitoris hard, and Zhao Yu shuddered, but her smile remained, her gaze sultry and entrancing. "If I weren't lewd and slutty, could I have hooked you?"

Xu Chengyan continued skillfully manipulating her clitoris. When he felt her begin to tremble repeatedly, his fingertips traced back along the fleshy slit to her entrance and, aided by the sticky fluids, pushed inside.

Zhao Yu's breath quickened. She leaned in his arms, gasping heavily.

After drawing out another gush of honeyed liquid from her hole, Xu Chengyan used his index finger and thumb to seek out and pinch her inner lips, squeezing and rubbing them harshly.

Her vulva contracted sharply. Zhao Yu shuddered and let out a low cry.

Lu Bin didn't dare look back anymore, but the car's sound insulation was too good, leaving the interior utterly silent. The woman's panting and moaning sounds all reached his ears, making him restless and uneasy, his mind uncontrollably imagining the erotic scene in the back seat.

Then, when he stopped at a red light, he heard the faint sound of splashing.

Even if he hadn't experienced it himself, he had seen enough to know what that sound was. As his mind further embellished the blood-boiling image in the back seat, even the tips of his ears turned red.

Xu Chengyan glanced up and immediately noticed his secretary-cum-driver's reaction. Yet he showed no restraint whatsoever. His index and middle fingers continued thrusting rapidly in and out of Zhao Yu's drenched hole, not only producing obscene wet sounds but also stirring her into frequent gasps and low moans. Her tight inner walls clenched incessantly, fiercely biting down on his fingers.

"You're so slutty you've even made my secretary hard just from your moans." After whispering this sentence in her ear, the tempo of his fingers only increased, while his thumb once again covered her already erect clitoris, vigorously kneading and rubbing it.

"Mm…" Zhao Yu cried out lowly, her entire body going limp. She collapsed in his arms, her lower abdomen, both thighs, and even her chest trembling violently. Her lewd fluids gushed out, and it was clear she was about to climax on his fingers.

But Xu Chengyan stopped.

Just as she began to convulse and spasm, ready to welcome the most satisfying, most stimulating moment, he stopped very decisively.

His fingers withdrew from her hole. He touched no more of her sensitive areas. He simply held her waist like this, watching the tide of lust in her eyes gradually recede, replaced by disappointment and anger.

Watching this whole process, he too felt immensely pleased.

Leisurely wiping the glistening, translucent liquid from his fingers onto the exposed skin of her chest, he smiled and asked, "Fun?"

Aroused so thoroughly by him and then left hanging in this unresolved state, Zhao Yu felt her entire body, inside and out, burning and searing, unbearably frustrated.

But she still managed to calm her ragged breathing. Glancing at the obvious bulge straining in his crotch, she also smiled at him. "Is President Xu trying to tell me that your self-control is astonishing? That even when you're this hard, you can still choose not to fuck me?"

Wet fingertips slowly trailed down her chest, pulling her collar to its lowest point, revealing two pale mounds of breast flesh and a deep cleavage.

Xu Chengyan's fingers glided and caressed over the two soft breasts, his expression still calm and composed, no lust visible in his eyes. "I'm trying to tell you, don't be too confident. You have no special charm for me. Just like other women, you're all merely… toys."

Zhao Yu grabbed his fingers, lewdly extended the tip of her tongue to lick them, swallowing the remnants of herself left on them, and continued looking at him with a cheerful, smiling gaze. "Even if I'm a toy, I'll be the most expensive one."

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