Chapter 70 - just slept with a complete stranger

Chu Qian followed him into his room.

Before the door has even closed Wang Lu wraps his arms around her from behind. One inhale of his musky scent and she wanted to turn around. But she couldn't move.

She felt his fingers unzip the back of her dress. He lets it fall into a pile on the floor around her feet. She hears him take a deep breath in, exhaling it slowly. It's like he's never seen a woman's body before.

He unclasps her black lace bra and drags his nails down her arms as he removes it, tossing it into the pile. "Turn around."

She did as he bids and finds him crouched on the floor in front of her. He hooks his fingers into her thong and slides it down her legs. She lifts each foot to step out of her p.a.n.t.i.e.s and to make sure she's not wrapped in her dress. "Leave the shoes on," he says as he rises up.

Wang Lu stared at the woman in front of him. He has never seen such a beautiful sight.

She stood n.a.k.e.d before him. Her black hair flowed down to the middle of her back, her chocolate brown eyes punctured his. He can see the uneasiness and nervousness in them as his eyes travelled up and down her body multiple times.

He could barely keep calm as he stood there. At that point, he felt a throbbing pain in his c.o.c.k behind his pants and he swear he could feel himself almost jerk in his pants just by looking at her. She had no idea the effect she can have.

Why can this little Lolita have this much control on him? He has always been in control but now it seems he's losing his control.

Chu Qian blushed as he stared intensely at her. No man has ever looked at her like that with such need and admiration.

Wang Lu scooped her into his arms and lowered her onto the bed.

She shifts up a little to make herself comfortable. Taking in his kisses along her sides.

"I'm going to kiss your whole body, lick every inch of your magnificent flesh." Wang Lu said as he looked straight into her eyes.

All she can manage is a low m.o.a.n. His mouth eager to kiss her,

Succeeding down her left side not missing an inch of skin, he's moved up the right side. Stopping about mid-t.h.i.g.h, he looks up with those s.e.xy hooded eyes.

"I have to taste you now. I need to know if your p.u.s.s.y is as sweet as the rest of you," he says, moving over and placing a small kiss on her wet lips.

A low m.o.a.n escapes from her just with this simple move. She's lost to him, to his touch. She's so lost that she doesn't even think she knows her own name. He has her so worked up that she's ready to combust just thinking of what he is going to do with her.

"Don't move or I'll stop," he commands her. Her overheated body stiffens as she tries not to move under his command. Every muscle in her body is tensed, but the fear of him stopping causes her to focus on his words.

She feels his tongue start lapping at her lips, she's so wet. She should be embarrassed at how excited she is, but with him, she doesn't seem to care.

She needed this night, this release. She has to touch him even if he said not to.

Her hands find their way to his hair, and she starts pulling at his hair while he continues to lick her folds and c.l.i.t.

Her h.i.p.s rise up as she pulls his head down more. so close to having an o.r.g.a.s.m that if he stopped right now, she'd murder him. He slides a finger into her while he continues to taste all her juices.

"So tight, you taste so good. I can't stop tasting you. Come in my mouth; I can feel your muscles milking my finger to f.u.c.k you more."

His words only encourage her as she closed her eyes and allow her o.r.g.a.s.m to build and she lets out a scream. Her legs tremble from her release, but that only encourages him to lick up her juices slower, savoring her taste on his tongue. She has never experienced such a fiery sensation like this with just oral s.e.x.

"Move up the bed, I need to be inside you now. I have to know what you feel like."

He leans over to the side table and grabs a c.o.n.d.o.m, she didn't even notice him set it there. Shit, she's glad he has one, she didn't even think about that.

Positioning herself up on the bed, she watches as he slides the c.o.n.d.o.m down his long, thick length. She doesn't think she has ever seen arousal as perfect as his. She wants it inside her now.

He must have read her mind because the next thing she knows; he positions it right at her entrance. She's glad she's wet now, especially since it's been so long, but she welcomes that stretch.

"Ready?" he asks. "Yes, I need you inside me now. I need to feel you." She uses her feet to pull him into her, to entice him to f.u.c.k her.

He thrusts into her balls deep, and she groans out loud. The mixture of pain and p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e is intoxicating. He barely lets her adjust to his size before he starts to move. Leaning down, he bites her shoulder.

She feels soo good. he doesn't remember the last time he felt this good.

She wraps her legs tighter around his waist, she needs him deep. Her nails claw at his back and it bows as he welcomes the pain, grinding into her deeper.

She feels another o.r.g.a.s.m building and she lets go of herself, screaming out. Spiraling back down from ecstasy, Wang Lu flips her over to lay her on her stomach and raises her a.s.s to him. Chu Qian was not even sure if he ever pulled out it was such a quick movement. His hands dig into her h.i.p.s and he thrust into her quickly, hitting that

s.e.n.s.i.t.i.v.e nerve.

With each thrust, she whimpers. This only encourages him to go faster. "God you feel so good, like heaven. You were made for me."

"Don't stop, please don't stop. I need it harder." Where the f.u.c.k did that come from? She has never talked like this during s.e.x, but Lord she needs more of him. She needs another release, she feels it coming, building from deep within.

Another o.r.g.a.s.m takes over her. She feels him grip her h.i.p.s harder, digging his fingernails into her skin, and it's a welcomed pain. He lets out a loud groan as he pushes in one last time, hard. Then his body slouches over onto her back.

Still sliding in and out of her slowly, his breath harsher, more of a pant. She knows that he has reached his climax. He rolls off of her and pulls her into him. He wraps his arms around her waist and rests his head on hers.

They lay like this for what seems like hours, not talking. All he is doing is drawing small circles along her h.i.p.s. She's afraid to speak. Her mind is racing ninety to nothing. What has she done? Did she actually just sleep with a complete stranger?