Returning - Chapter 129
Chapter 129: Outburst
"Mmm…" Moans spilled from her lips as Zhao Yu gasped sharply several times, continuing to laugh coquettishly while enduring the man's ungentle caresses.
Her inner thighs were already slick with moisture, a small stream of viscous liquid slowly trickling down the inside of her left leg, dripping onto the stockings and underwear bunched around her knees.
Xue Zhan withdrew his fingers that had been restlessly stirring inside her passage, undid his zipper in a few quick motions, and released his rigid, throbbing erection. With a thrust of his hips, he pressed directly against her core.
The empty, aching flower met the long-awaited foreign object, immediately quivering and contracting uncontrollably, desperate to swallow his burning desire.
But he simply stopped right there in the cleft of her thighs, refusing to enter.
Zhao Yu twisted her waist impatiently. "I've been taking my pills, it's fine without a condom."
A scene suddenly flashed through his mind—that day in Xu Chengyan's office, the sight of semen flowing down her thighs…
A nameless rage ignited silently. Xue Zhan abruptly spun her around, pressing her back against the wall. With both hands, he roughly spread her buttocks apart and, with a powerful thrust of his hips, slammed deeply inside her.
The itching, aching passage was finally filled. Zhao Yu let out a sigh of pleasure, actively arching her hips backward to meet his thrusts. She taunted him, "Thinking about Xu Chengyan again? Does he really affect you that much? If that's the case, why set up that trap in the first place, insisting on sending me under him? Director Xue, you really are ruthless to yourself!"
Xue Zhan said nothing, only gripping her waist tightly as he pounded rapidly, each deep thrust ramming directly against her cervix, grinding against her most vulnerable spot and making her gasp repeatedly.
Between breathless moans, Zhao Yu turned her head to look at him and chuckled softly: "Coward."
Xue Zhan froze for a moment, then his hands clamped even tighter around her waist. He moved fiercely inside her, thrusting back and forth, each stroke scraping against the sensitive spots along her vaginal walls.
Even without seeing his expression, Zhao Yu could imagine his face was even darker than before, but she remained blunt: "Were you refusing to come in just now because you didn't have a condom, or because you felt guilty toward Xue Zi'ang? Or is it that you love and hate me, want me and yet don't dare to?"
Her words earned her nothing but even more ferocious thrusts from Xue Zhan.
Seeing that despite being rammed until her whole body trembled, slumped weakly against the wall and panting heavily, her face still wore that smug smile—looking as if she had him completely figured out—Xue Zhan fucked her with another round of brutal pounding. His right hand grabbed her chin and forced her to turn around. "Is there anything about you that's real?"
Zhao Yu extended the tip of her tongue and licked the finger pressing against the corner of her lips, fearlessly adding: "Guess."
Xue Zhan's hand moved from her chin to her chest, grasping one breast and kneading it roughly several times before seizing the gradually protruding nipple and pulling hard.
"Saying Xue Zi'ang bullied you was a lie. The allergy was something you deliberately provoked Yu Fei into doing. Being heartbroken over Xue Zi'ang was also fake. Getting a fever in Yandu was intentional. Song Xuan was called to the company by you. Everything in Wucheng was all an act… Zhao Yu, is there anything about you that's actually real?"
With each sentence, his shaft drove deep into her passage with brutal force. The obscene wet sounds and the slapping of flesh echoed through the quiet office along with his ragged breathing.
He rarely spoke so many words at once, and rarely exposed his anger so directly. Zhao Yu thought that after days of internal struggle and avoidance, he was finally exploding.
Still smiling, she turned her head back to look at him, her face full of mockery. "As for whether everything in Wucheng was fake—deep down, don't you already know the answer?"
"If you can use even something like that as a bargaining chip to scheme against me, what else are you incapable of doing?"
The thick shaft buried deep inside her thrust in and out, clenched tightly by her contracting inner walls, making every stroke require tremendous force. The continuous, escalating waves of pleasure surged higher and higher, making his scalp tingle.
Xue Zhan slapped her ass without any courtesy. "That day when I was talking with my sister-in-law, you overheard. You knew I suspected you, knew I felt guilt over my brother's death, so you called Song Xuan over and put on an elaborate performance right in front of me, one where truth and lies were indistinguishable. You're really something else—I've never met anyone who would stop at nothing the way you do."
Zhao Yu trembled continuously from his relentless pounding, gasping urgently. Just as she was about to speak, she heard his low, hoarse voice again: "Isn't it just money you want? Fine. I'll give it to you. Take it and disappear immediately."
"Alright." Zhao Yu nodded crisply. "I'm not asking for much… let's say, one billion. Give me one billion, and I guarantee I'll roll away smoothly and immediately, forfeiting even my orgasm. What does Director Xue think?"
His response was still even more ferocious pounding.
Her cunt was sore and swollen. Zhao Yu felt increasingly unable to bear it, and in just a short while, she shuddered and came, her entire body trembling weakly against the wall.
Yet her mouth still refused to show mercy. "And here I thought Director Xue was so generous. Turns out you're just as stingy. You promised to give me money, and now you can't deliver? Then why not just let me become the future chairman's wife instead?"
Xue Zhan snorted coldly, pressing down on her buttocks and continuing his endless fucking. Only when he was about to climax did he suddenly pull out and release his warm semen all over her ass.
Zhao Yu chuckled softly. "Pulling out doesn't guarantee no pregnancy. Does Director Xue want to go buy some morning-after pills? What if I've lied to you again? What if I haven't been taking my pills and accidentally got pregnant with your child…"
Xue Zhan pressed against her back, resting his head on her shoulder and breathing heavily. After a long while, he finally spoke: "What exactly do you want?"
"What I want—didn't I already tell you long ago?"
Looking at her smiling profile from behind, Xue Zhan gritted his teeth. "Fine. I agree. Once the three months are up, we're even. You resign and leave."
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