Returning - Chapter 69

Chapter 69: Frenzy

The soundproofing in the hotel was excellent. Once the door closed, all sound from outside was cut off.

In the quiet room, the man's ragged breathing, the woman's wanton moans, the suggestive wet sounds, and the violent slapping of flesh together composed the lewdest of symphonies.

The doggy-style position made it impossible for Zhao Yu to see Xu Chengyan's expression, but judging by the way that thick member was ramming wildly inside her, she could easily imagine how this man in bed was worlds apart from his usual composed demeanor.

"Mmh..." The pussy that had initially been dry from insufficient foreplay was now thoroughly pounded into a slick mess. Because of her prone position, those sticky, transparent fluids had already slid from her inner thighs, down her stomach, and into the deep ravine between her breasts.

And her two nipples, rubbed red and hard against the sheets, were growing increasingly itchy and unbearably needy, desperately craving touch. Unfortunately, Xu Chengyan paid no mind to her needs, only gripping her buttocks tightly as he thrust in and out with powerful, wide strokes.

"Ah..." Another wave of climax hit, and she continued to moan loudly, while her own hands reached up to knead and squeeze her breasts, fingertips pressing and rubbing incessantly against her nipples.

"Little slut." Seeing her lewd display, Xu Chengyan scoffed lowly, landing a sharp slap on her bottom before charitably reaching forward to pinch and tug hard on both nipples.

A man's touch was ultimately different from her own. The numbing, tingling stimulation laced with a hint of pain sent Zhao Yu into a shuddering spasm, nearly pushing her over the edge into another orgasm right on the spot.

The violently contracting walls of her inner flesh clamped down tight on the swollen desire. Xu Chengyan grunted, abruptly pulling his member out from between her legs, using the shift in position as a chance to catch his breath before flipping her over and re-entering from the front.

There was no man under heaven who could tolerate a woman's mockery and provocation regarding his sexual prowess, least of all a proud man like him.

Besides, he had just turned thirty, nowhere near the "old man" she had called him. Premature ejaculation? Impossible.

Her legs were spread to their absolute limit, his member thrusting and churning with wild speed inside her. As she gazed at his handsome face covered in a thin sheen of sweat, what gradually surfaced before Zhao Yu's eyes was the face of Zhuang Yiqing, seared deep into her very bones.

That woman, eternally superior and unbearably arrogant; that cold woman who treated others' lives like insignificant ants.

That stairwell stained crimson with blood, that night reeking of iron and copper...

"Ngh..." She didn't even know where the strength came from, but she suddenly flipped over, reversing their positions and pressing the man who had been diligently plowing on top of her down beneath her. Twisting her waist, she swallowed his member and frantically worked herself up and down its length.

Xu Chengyan froze for a moment, but the ultimate pleasure of her layered inner walls squeezing and pushing against him made him swallow all words and actions, surrendering dominance in bed to a woman for the first time in his life.

Zhao Yu's body was exhilarated because he was indeed a supremely high-quality sexual partner.

But her mind was even more exhilarated. The identity of Zhuang Yiqing's fiancé brought her far more pleasure than this perfect physique ever could.

She straddled him, hands braced on his firm abdomen, tirelessly rocking back and forth, sliding up and down. The plump flesh of her buttocks smacked loudly against his thighs, slick fluids spreading from his groin and staining the bed into a complete mess.

Once again, Xu Chengyan felt that almost manic passion in her. It clearly resembled a somewhat pathological release, yet was stimulated to the absolute extreme, making every drop of blood in his body boil and every pore thrill with excitement.

His hands clasped her waist tightly, helping her accelerate the frantic rhythm. Looking up at the two tender breasts bouncing dizzyingly above him, he finally couldn't resist sitting up, lowering his head to capture one nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking fiercely.

"Nngh... ah..." Zhao Yu's whole body trembled, her lower belly convulsing wildly as she climaxed again in mere moments.

This time, Xu Chengyan reached the peak with her, great streams of semen spurting out uncontrollably.

The excessively intense sex instantly drained both of their strength. Xu Chengyan lifted his head from her chest, let out two long breaths, and collapsed back onto the bed, panting heavily, still gasping for air.

Zhao Yu's body went limp, falling down with him, pressing tightly against his heaving chest, breathless.

Xu Chengyan wanted to push her away, but when his hands landed on her shoulders, a warm, wet sensation seeped through the shirt against his chest.

She was crying.

Perhaps it was physiological tears brought on by the intense climax; or perhaps, she was truly weeping.

He paused, and for once, out of rare kindness, withdrew his hands, allowing her to tremble and sob against his chest, letting more and more tears soak through his shirt and cling to his skin.

Zhao Yu herself didn't know why she was crying.

It wasn't physiological stimulation, nor was it an act. It was just sudden, inexplicable, and utterly uncontrollable.

When she finally regained her composure, wiped away her tears, and straightened up, she was met with his probing gaze.

Meeting her red-rimmed eyes, Xu Chengyan smiled lightly. "What? Did Xue Zi'ang really dump you?"

"Yeah, the dream of marrying into a wealthy family is shattered. Isn't that worth grieving over?" Zhao Yu laughed self-deprecatingly as she climbed off him. The moment his member pulled out, another gush of arousal flooded from her entrance, wetting the curled hair on his abdomen once more.

"Marrying into a wealthy family..." Xu Chengyan murmured, repeating her words, then scoffed. Sitting up, he casually tossed the condom into the trash and walked into the bathroom, bare from the waist down.

When he came out after his shower, he saw Zhao Yu standing by the window, smoking again.

Her dress had been torn by him, so she simply stood there naked, indifferent to how cold it was outside. She had opened the window to the chilly wind, continuing to stare blankly into the night.

Xu Chengyan knew the room had one-way glass, but with the window open, who knew if someone might somehow manage to see her naked body from a certain angle? And the wind gusting in was so strong, a shiver ran through him the moment he got close. Was she trying to kill herself standing in that draft?

"Have you gone insane?" Xu Chengyan strode over and shut the window, reaching out to touch her shoulder. Sure enough, it was ice-cold to the touch.

"If you don't want to live, at least wait until I'm gone." Despite his words, he tore off his own bathrobe and draped it over her. "Go take a shower."

Zhao Yu turned her head, looked at him, and smiled, gently blowing a puff of smoke at him. As he frowned, she slipped the remaining half of her cigarette between his lips. "Try it."

Xu Chengyan had just brushed his teeth. Her action made his frown deepen, and he quickly plucked the half-cigarette out with disgust.

Zhao Yu, however, wrapped her arms around his neck and giggled aloud. "President Xu is used to smoking fine cigarettes and never gets the chance to try what us commoners use. Take advantage now, taste it well. In the future, there might not be anyone daring enough to let you touch such inferior goods again."

Watching her sway her hips as she walked into the bathroom, Xu Chengyan raised his fingers holding the cigarette, aiming for the trash can. But catching sight of the faintly glowing red ember, he paused, then brought the cigarette back to his own lips.

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