Returning - Chapter 122
Chapter 122: Beg Me
Zhao Yu had indeed spent the entire weekend thinking seriously, pondering her current situation and the path ahead.
It's often said that a single careless move can lose the whole game. Had she truly lost completely? Was there really no room to maneuver?
Perhaps not.
Xue Zhan only learned her true nature after seeing that surveillance video. Before that, although he had always harbored some suspicion toward her, it only accounted for a very small part. The greater portion consisted of the concern, the pity, and the lust he had displayed.
Even if he was now furious because of her deception and had begun to doubt the feelings—or perhaps, emotions—he once had for her, could he really sever everything so clearly?
That video was irrefutable proof. If, from the moment he saw it, he felt absolutely nothing for her, then why go through the elaborate trouble of orchestrating everything that followed? Why not simply make her disappear?
Whether it was a desire for revenge, or a refusal to believe what the video showed and a need for more direct evidence to convince himself, his subsequent actions only proved one thing: he still cared about her. Even hatred is a form of emotion.
So, she decided to gamble once more.
Not answering her godmother's video call on Friday night and failing to reply to messages all day Saturday was deliberate. Although she hated worrying her godparents, she needed to confirm an answer.
She knew they would be frantic if they couldn't reach her, and besides her, the only person they could contact was Xue Zhan. After having her mask torn off, would that man still care about her? Would he worry if something had happened to her?
The moment Gu Shuyang's call came, Zhao Yu had her answer.
And she even got an unexpected bonus—looking down with binoculars, she actually spotted Xue Zhan's car.
The fact that he had come to her apartment complex spoke volumes.
Since that was the case, what was there left to fear in her next move?
"Hiss…" As the tip of his cock was sucked hard into her mouth, Xue Zhan was immediately jolted by a bone-gnawing pleasure that made him gasp sharply.
He was busy with work year-round, pouring almost all his energy into his career. Though not particularly lecherous, that didn't mean he was immune to temptation.
Especially not in front of her. Her every move naturally stirred his physical responses.
Feeling the rigid member swell even larger in her mouth, Zhao Yu smiled smugly, taking the shaft deeper and beginning to bob her head steadily.
This was her first time giving him oral. With her wet mouth stretched tautly full, her crimson lips looked even plumper and more alluring, radiating a kind of wanton seduction.
He clearly wanted to pull his cock out, wanted her to leave the office. Yet, watching her earnest expression as she worked him, feeling the waves of pleasure rising from his groin, he could neither move nor speak.
"Want to try deep-throating?" When she finally released his achingly hard erection, Zhao Yu gently caressed the taut sacs below while looking up at him with a wink. "If not, just squeak, and I absolutely won't touch you again."
Xue Zhan stared at her fixedly—at the large swath of her breasts peeking from her collar, at the lips whose lipstick had been smeared by his cock, at those bright, glistening eyes that seemed possessed by magic.
The desire in his groin was throbbing painfully tight. Of course he wanted release, but to submit just like that? Impossible.
His Adam's apple bobbed twice. He slowly parted his lips: "N— Mmph…"
Before he could finish, she had already taken him back into her mouth, this time driving straight into her throat.
The sensitive tip touched a patch of soft flesh. Before his eyes was the stark, striking contrast between her pale, pretty face and his veined, monstrous shaft. Such a powerful visual stimulus, combined with the exquisite sensation of her mouth still wrapped around him deep, immediately quickened his breathing. His chest heaved rapidly, his lower abdomen quivered as he thrust forward slightly.
He wanted... to press down on her head and pump his swollen cock in and out of her mouth hard, over and over, and finally, to erupt deep in her throat and force her to swallow every drop of his seed.
Sensing his mounting excitement, Zhao Yu steeled herself against the discomfort in her mouth. Gripping the thick, long shaft with both hands, she began working him in her mouth with alternating deep and shallow strokes, each plunge reaching the very limit of what she could endure.
His ragged pants filled her ears, his twitching abdomen was before her eyes, and his tensed thighs brushed her elbows. Everything signaled to her that this man was, ultimately, nothing special.
"Ngh…" A muffled groan accidentally escaped his throat. Xue Zhan immediately clenched his jaw, desperately sealing off any sound.
But he felt himself losing control. The intensifying pleasure made the urge to ejaculate harder and harder to suppress.
Yet just as he gripped the chair arms and barely weathered another peak, she suddenly pulled his cock out. Crouching before him, she massaged her aching jaw, a coquettish smile on her face. "Want to fuck me? If you do, beg for it. Open your mouth and beg, and I'll let you fuck."
Xue Zhan looked at her darkly, silent.
"If you don't beg, I'm leaving." She stood up, pretending to go.
Xue Zhan let out a cold snort, still silent, holding her gaze to see her next act.
"Seems you really don't want it. Forget it, then." Zhao Yu pulled a tissue from the desk, wiped her hands, and casually tossed the used tissue into his lap. "Solve it yourself."
And so, Xue Zhan could only stare helplessly as she swayed her hips in her high heels and walked briskly out of the office.
She actually left. Lowering his head to look at his cock, which was practically exploding, Xue Zhan clenched his jaw ferociously, grabbed the documents she'd sent over, and hurled them far across the room.
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