I could clearly sense the extreme tightness and passion of Wynnie’s body; she instinctively contracted and embraced, often leaving me struggling for purchase. Yet, if I simply adjusted my angle, like plucking a string, I could instantly engage her entire mood and rationale.
This was a fascinating game.
I've always been uninterested in controlling other people's lives, but if I could seize the chance tomand Wynnie’s emotions, making her drop the CEO’s cool faade and aloofness to reveal this vulnerable, genuine state, then I was absolutely willing.
Just like now.
I pushed deeper without warning. The woman beneath me instantly opened her eyes, which were filled with unmasked astonishment.
“Hiss... Nian Nian...” Wynnie’s gaze was still unfocused as she watched me. Catching the playful look on my face, her expression softened into an almost tender plea. Her voice was terribly low and hoarse, carrying a fragility I couldn't resist: "Go easy on me\~"
"Alright," I conceded, "go easy it is." I deliberately slowed my pace, even gently kissing her lips to soothe her. But as I moved, my thumb, resting on her body’s exterior, seemed to press carelessly against a certain spot. I saw Wynnie's instant loss of control—that shiver seemed to spread right to her fingertips.
Could that be her sweet spot
The question was moot; the next step was immediate verification. So, I plunged back in, using just the right angle and depth to precisely graze the spot I had just touched.
Even Wynnie, who was always masters of her self-control, was now utterly unable to contain herself. Her subconscious grip waspletely undisguised, clasping me so tightly that I could barely move.
I raised an eyebrow, a triumphant smile hidden in my eyes, and said teasingly, "Xiaobai, relax a little. If you keep squeezing me like this, I really won’t be able to move."
If my face had shown genuine distress, Wynnie might have believed my sincerity. But when she saw the victorious, uncontainable smile on my mouth, she instantly recalled her initial fluster. She panted rapidly, saying in a low voice with a hint of anger and pique: "Xin Nian... You!"
"Me what" The control is mine; why challenge me here Without holding back in my words, Ipletely drew her into the intensity.
Wynnie let out a whimper at my sudden move. Her shoulders shook violently, and she reached up to hug me tightly.
"That's the spot, keep going." Her voice was low and breathless, and though she was clearly in the weaker position, it carried a touch ofmand.
As luck would have it, I'm quite a fan of that demand.
Following her request, I stopped teasing her with words and diligently performed "what was necessary."
She hugged me, panting distractedly, her lips moving as if she were saying something. I leaned closer and heard her whisper: "Xin Nian... Nian..."
Her tone was indistinct, yet her expression was one of ultimate seduction. Her eyes, usually so indifferent and aloof, were now misty, looking utterly lost. I never imagined I would see a Wynnie sopletely flustered and vulnerable, nor had I ever thought I would share such an extravagant and intimate scene with her.
She enveloped me tightly, sucking me in , letting me drown in the ocean and heat wave that belonged only to her.
After an unknown length of time, I suddenly felt a sharp sting on my back. Wynnie was fiercely scratching my back, and her breathing had be far too rapid. Knowing she was near her climax , and disregarding the pain she was inflicting, I continued my movements, launching another thrust toward that critical spot.
This should have gone smoothly, but Wynnie was never one to bepletelypliant. Just as we approached the peak , she tried to pull away, attempting to push me out .
Escape You dare try to escape at a moment like this Who gave you the audacity
I abruptly sat up, my left hand applying an undeniable grip constricting the side of her neck . Using a slight pressure, she waspletely confined to her designated position. Throughout, my right hand never withdrew; instead, I pressed on relentlessly, even with a touch of aggression.
"Nian... You, you first..." Wynnie's familiarposure and calmness were gone; she was utterly frantic, her voice trembling as she pleaded, " Withdraw , you first withdraw ..."
Withdraw Why would I withdraw I won't.
I did not yield to her wish. Instead, I pressed deeper, repeatedly aggressively prating and arousing the spot that could cause her topletely erupt and lose all reason, from the inside out.
"Ah... uh..."
Wynnie’s whole body was violently trembling; I felt the intense pounding of her pulse. I leaned down slightly and hugged her tightly again. Her rapid panting rang in my ear, and my hand remained where it was, lightly brushing against her with a hint of mischief.
I hadn't expected this sess.
In fact, the triumph of this control and conquest was so immense that I found great pleasure in it, and the powerful sense of satisfaction made me smile unconsciously. I looked down, wanting to see the result of my efforts, but found Wynnie's flushed cheek buried tightly in my neck,pletely hiding her face from me.
What’s the deal Is she shy
I wanted to see her expression, so I instinctively used my dominant hand to brush her hair aside. As my fingers separated the strands, however, I caught sight of an ambiguously lustrous gleam on her fingertips.
It was Wynnie's.
I raised an eyebrow, an uncontrollable, smug smile playing on my lips.
"I hadn't realized you were so naughty," Wynnie said to me, revealing only one eye and speaking in a near-whisper, having seeminglyposed herself.
Ah, Wynnie with just one eye showing—so beautiful, so adorable.
I smiled, leaned down and kissed the corner of her eye, then rubbed against her neck, replying, "It's just that Xiaobai is so 'fresh and juicy,' one can't help but be obsessed." After saying this, I gave a light, teasing wink.
Wynnie froze, and her face immediately deepened in color.
This was such a rare sight; if the scene hadn't been so decadent and suggestive , I would have desperately wanted to photograph Wynnie like this to keep it forever.
"It's late. Lie down for a bit." Wynnie ignored my thoughts; she actively pulled me down, letting me relax against her. Holding me, she said softly and gently, "We'll go wash up in ten minutes."
