Returning - Chapter 117

Chapter 117: Refined Scoundrel

Zhao Yu was wearing a professional skirt suit. The black jacket had only a single button, utterly incapable of concealing the white blouse beneath, let alone the chest that strained the fabric tautly upward. Not to mention, when she had bent over the desk earlier searching for her glasses, she had deliberately unfastened two buttons of her shirt.

The cool metal temple tip slowly glided across her skin, stirring back and forth along her cleavage a few times before squeezing inside her bra and lightly scraping against the full flesh of her breast.

Zhao Yu trembled slightly. Just by lowering her gaze, she could see Xu Chengyan's long fingers moving rhythmically before her chest. Although she couldn't see the situation inside her clothes, she could accurately pinpoint the tip's location based on how the shape of her bra was being stretched.

Moreover, she had a vivid tactile sensation. That thing, already warmed by her body heat, was lingering around her nipple, circling again and again.

"Mm ah..." Her nipple was suddenly pressed down hard, and Zhao Yu couldn't help but cry out softly.

Xu Chengyan chuckled lowly, gripping the tip to scrub roughly against the tiny bud until Zhao Yu couldn't hold back a few more moans. Only then did he leisurely twirl the gold-rimmed glasses in front of her. "You like this thing that much?"

"Who made it the perfect match for you?"

Remembering her earlier comment about it being the "exclusive accessory for a refined scoundrel," Xu Chengyan smiled, pulling at his tie with one hand. "Do you know what a real refined scoundrel looks like?"

Zhao Yu sat up straight and blew a breath into his ear. "Isn't it just like you?"

The tie was removed. Xu Chengyan pulled it across her eyes, instantly blocking out all light, plunging her as if into darkness.

Unable to see the situation before her, Zhao Yu felt an instinctive fear, a sense of unease all over, but she still smiled at him unhurriedly, with a hint of provocation.

Then, she heard a rustling sound, as if he was unbuckling his belt.

Immediately after, her hands were restrained. Something soft wrapped around her wrists several times, gradually tightening, binding both hands behind her back.

"Office bondage play?" she said casually and smugly, but inside, she felt an indescribable nervousness, along with a faint sense of anticipation.

She had never played this game before.

Xu Chengyan clearly saw through her. He laughed softly, his fingertips landing on her chest as he unhurriedly unfastened the remaining buttons of her shirt.

The blouse, along with the jacket, fell open to both sides. Her bra was pushed up, and as the skin felt the coolness of the air, she involuntarily shivered again.

The fingers pressed against her lower abdomen slowly rubbed their way down, lifting the hem of her skirt upward. Her legs were suddenly forced apart, and even though Zhao Yu couldn't see, she could perfectly imagine the sight of herself sitting before him with her legs spread wide open.

Riiip. Her stockings were cut open by some sharp object. Then a large palm pulled hard, completely tearing the entire stocking apart from the center.

Zhao Yu couldn't help but clench her pussy involuntarily. Immediately, she heard his deep laugh. "Wet."

Of course, she could feel it. He had barely even touched her, yet her body was unbearably sensitive, long since overflowing with wave after wave of honeyed fluids.

Something pressed against her sticky panties, rubbing back and forth against the tender flesh at her core. Zhao Yu could tell it wasn't his fingers; it seemed to be... the glasses tip.

"I don't want to catch a disease."

She immediately tried to close her legs, but he held them tightly. "It's been disinfected."

Pausing, he added another sentence: "It can be inserted."

Those few words seemed to carry magic, making her inner thighs clench again as she leaked out a huge gush of lewd liquid.

"Seems you've been hoping for me to insert it."

Her panties were pushed aside. The thin metal temple tip pressed directly against that slick, tender flesh without any barrier, making Zhao Yu tremble again, biting her lip as she whimpered.

"Flowing so much water before I even touched you. You've been wanting me to play like this for a long time, haven't you?"

Her clitoris was suddenly scraped hard. Zhao Yu instinctively tried to close her legs, but he spread them even wider, the tip pressing down on her clit and rubbing vigorously.

Zhao Yu's breathing grew rapid. The situation of not being able to see somehow made all sensations even clearer, the pleasure redoubled. She even felt that her lower body had become a flowing river.

"So much flow." He guided the tip down along the drenched slit, stirring vigorously at the entrance. "Listen."

It was a faint watery sound, originating from the most private place of her body.

"Shall I insert it inside?" Seeing her tremble more and more intensely, he slowly bent down and whispered in her ear, "Is it itchy inside?"

Zhao Yu's chest heaved. She bit her lip, panting heavily, but refused to speak.

He chuckled softly, then suddenly lowered his head and captured a quivering nipple in his mouth, sucking hard once before gently biting and tugging with his teeth.

Zhao Yu let out a low moan, yet stubbornly refused to beg him. She knew the rules of the game; the more they played like this, the more thrilling it was.

Xu Chengyan squeezed the tip, sliding it rapidly from her entrance to her clit and back again, scraping back and forth while switching to her other breast, sucking and licking the peak incessantly.

With both sensitive spots above and below being stimulated, Zhao Yu couldn't withstand it at all. She quickly went limp, slumping back against the desk.

Seeing she was about to climax, Xu Chengyan released her nipple, let go of the swollen, ravaged clitoris, and directly inserted the tip into her hole.

Something so thin couldn't possibly relieve the itchiness inside her canal, but he knew the sensitive spots of her body. He quickly found that raised patch on her vaginal wall and rubbed the tip back and forth over it.

It felt very good, very comfortable, yet far from enough, like scratching an itch through a boot, always missing that final sensation.

Honey fluid gushed out endlessly. Approaching climax but unable to reach it, Zhao Yu finally couldn't bear it anymore. "Xu Chengyan, are you a fucking man or not?"

The man who had been ceaselessly toying with her body finally laughed again. "Then beg me."

Zhao Yu struggled to sit up, her legs wrapping accurately around his waist. She hooked him in hard, and he cooperatively leaned closer.

Feeling the long-hardened shaft between his legs, Zhao Yu smiled smugly and pressed against him without restraint, rubbing the wet softness at her core against his thigh.

"Do you know how slutty you look right now?" Xu Chengyan suddenly pulled the tie off her eyes and held his phone up in front of her. "See for yourself."

Thinking he had taken a photo, Zhao Yu looked over indignantly, only to find his phone hadn't even been unlocked. She was about to ask if he really took one when she turned her head and saw him slowly and deliberately putting on those gold-rimmed glasses.

That temple tip had just been pulled out of her hole, still stained with the lewd fluids she had secreted. Just as he hooked the temple tip over his ear, a drop of transparent liquid slowly trickled down his handsome face. Combined with his perfectly serious expression... Zhao Yu felt her core clench tight again as another large gush of nectar surged out from her canal.

Xu Chengyan was very satisfied with her reaction. Looking at her face full of unsatisfied desire, he smiled gently. "Shall I help you untie?"

Zhao Yu's expression already said everything.

Xu Chengyan placed his hand on her wrist. "Turn around, I'll help you undo it."

Zhao Yu truly thought he was going to help untie the belt binding her hands, so she obediently turned around, her back to him. But who knew he would press down hard on her body, instantly forcing her to lie prostrate and kneeling on the desk, as a huge shaft soon squeezed into her soaking wet pussy.

"Liar..." She was stimulated into shuddering repeatedly, nearly climaxing from his thrusting.

Xu Chengyan laughed, grabbing her breasts from behind and kneading them forcefully. "You called me a scoundrel yourself, and you still expect me not to lie?"

Zhao Yu wished she could fiercely beat him several times over. Unfortunately, with her hands still bound, she couldn't move at all, only able to be thrust forward repeatedly by his pounding, then pulled back by his arm looping around her waist time and time again.

"Hurts... knees..." His thrusting was fierce and urgent. Kneeling on the hard desktop like this, she couldn't hold out for too long.

Xu Chengyan glanced at her already reddened knees. Showing rare kindness, he pulled his organ out and fetched a blanket from the sofa to use as padding.

He had just laid the blanket down and carried her onto it, preparing to reinsert himself, when the phone on the desk suddenly rang.

Xu Chengyan ignored it, hooking her waist and thrusting hard inside, kneading her breasts while pounding furiously.

The phone on the desk rang again and again. He turned a deaf ear, continuing to press down on Zhao Yu from behind, fucking her hard and fiercely.

Just as Zhao Yu was biting her lip, about to welcome another wave of climax, the office door was suddenly knocked upon. A loud female voice rang out: "President Xu, Vice Chairman Xue from Huacan has an urgent matter for you."

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