Disclaimer: Themes in this novel do not reflect in any way whatsoever of how the translator and author thinks and views of this world. Some themes may not sit well with all readers, so please read at your own discretion. Please DO NOT in any sort of way IMITATE ANYTHING that is said or done in this novel. Please read with caution as this is a NOVEL . This chapter may trigger certain people, once again, PLEASE READ WITH CAUTION.
Before Qiao Qiao had a chance to recover from this affectionate motion, she was suddenly pulled away by her hair from the man’s sexual organs. Then swiftly plugged it back again into Qiao Qiao’s mouth without giving Qiao Qiao any chance to speak. Qiao Qiao was seething in anger as she struggled violently but the other party simply brushed it off, lifted Qiao Qiao’s leg, and slammed inside her.
“Umm……”
Qiao Qiao finally heard his voice.
It was nothing more than an uncontrollable gasp in this heavily intertwined copulation, but it made Qiao Qiao’s body feel soft all over. The man really used his throat to sound out (It was indeed a gutteral sound the man made), just a short single syllable was let out in such a thick and magnetic voice. The end of the sound trembled slightly, as if a small hook swaying along the fishing line, sparkling like crystal in the water, entrancing Qiao Qiao to willingly get hooked.
Qiao Qiao’s waist collapsed, the thick and long genital grinded into her, making her feel numb all over her body. This type of tingling spread from inside her heart to the top of her head, unable to hide anywhere. Qiao Qiao squeaked out a moan, and the man’s hand finally held her waist stingily. The warm palm had a few hard calluses. Taking advantage of this pose with her back, he pierced Qiao Qiao over and over again. Qiao Qiao’s childlike sprouting breasts were not taken care of, and trembled up and down in the air, following the rhythm of the man.
It was just this short while of work but she already felt like she was about to hit her limit.
The man had outstanding skills, and it was quite a struggle even for Qiao Qiao, who already had two years of work under her belt. She tried to pull away her consciousness several times and think of something else to extinguish the brutal flames scorching within her body, but she was easily dragged back to this bone engraving, sensual torrent of lust by the man every time. The fingers that pulled at her hair, the hand that held her waist, the sexual organ that churned in and out of her body, and even the inadvertent breath of the other party were enough to control Qiao Qiao, unable to stop herself.
In the end, who exactly was this?
The pleasure in the flower hole continued to accumulate, the smooth and shiny glans spread the many layers of folds pushing directly into the deepest part, repeatedly rubbing the sensitive spots. Qiao Qiao couldn’t stop shuddering. She wanted to ask for mercy, but the gag was tightly jammed in, only able to utter low cries after countless tries.
Don’t…don’t continue anymore…
Qiao Qiao was flipped around by him as he held her, and then pressed against the wall again as he fiercely pounded her.
This happened for an unknown number of times before the sounds of the man’s gasps gradually grew heavier. The man before her seemed to be on the cusp of the key point. He finally threw away the unfazed and leisurely demeanor he had all along, and became lost in the face of the most primitive sexual desire. He couldn’t help but embrace Qiao Qiao, turned her face, and imprinted a watery butterfly kiss on her tear-streaked face. At about the same time, the man’s sexual organs fiercely slammed into the gates of Qiao Qiao’s womb.
The utmost gentleness and the extreme brutality melted together naturally.
Qiao Qiao shrieked, her body jumped heavily, and a gush of liquid suddenly appeared in the flower hole, flooding straight onto the man’s glans buried deep inside Qiao Qiao’s body.
“You’re so scalding…”
The man bit Qiao Qiao’s earlobe and said the first sentence since the two started shooting with a low laugh. The voice was just as sexy as Qiao Qiao had imagined. She intuitively felt that this line was not part of the script, so she let out a rare blush. She felt a prickly sense as the man’s jaw burrowed into her shoulder socket. The sensation should be from his short stubble.
Suddenly, Qiao Qiao felt that the bit of stifling annoyance that had remained in her chest had also disappeared.
She softened her body and tightened her little hole around the man’s penis, layer by layer like a circle of muscles. The man breathed out a long sigh like he was lamenting then abruptly pulled away as he started thrusting unreservedly. Qiao Qiao almost fainted from the huge waves of sudden pleasure that crashed onto her. Juices splattered around everywhere as the flesh and lust took off. The man bit down on Qiao Qiao’s collarbone when his emotions overtook him, grinding heavily with his back molars and almost drew blood.
Even until the director shouted, Qiao Qiao remained lying on the carpet, tremblingly. She hadn’t yet recovered from this mad unilaterally dominated sex.
The staff helped to remove her handcuffs and blindfold. The first thing Qiao Qiao did upon regaining the light was to look around. However, after sweeping the entire set, she didn’t see the actor who had worked with her for 20 minutes. Instead, she saw Qin Ruicheng sitting by the door who seemed to have been watching for a long time.
A touch of pink climbed up Qiao Qiao’s cheek. She didn’t know what was going on but she actually felt very embarrassed… This obviously was just normal work though.
TN: I hate to have to say this but please don’t copy this elsewhere without permission. I found out that some of my translations have been posted elsewhere word for word. If this continues, I’ll have to put in measures that would be irritating for every one. Thank you.
If you like my translations, please support me , I’ll greatly appreciate it.
While you’re here, please check out some of my other translations or join the discord for the latest news and fun with all the translators of foxaholic!~