Chapter 3 - Tryst In A Hotel?

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Chapter 3 – Tryst In A Hotel?

Duan Jialin knew that she couldn’t keep up the lie any longer. A bunch of hogwash escapes her whenever her nerves get heated.

“Life is short, and time is swift. Why don’t we unwind at a nearby hotel?”

“Unwind?” Tao Zhanqiu regarded the woman in front of him with interest, sizing her up from head to toe.

“Exactly what it means.” She winked suggestively.

“What?” He continued to play dumb, curious to see what she would say next.

Duan Jialin stood on tiptoes as Tao Zhanqiu bent down slightly. There was a warm and gentle breath tickling his ear as she whispered, “I mean sex.”

She seemed to be overwhelmed by bashfulness as she uttered those words, turning her head as to not look at him. At one moment, her eyes were fixed at the sky, and the next, they were glued to the floor. Tao Zhanqiu watched her cheeks flush pink with shame and couldn’t help being amused by her proactive approach.

“Alright.” He nodded, his eyes ablaze, and seared into the woman who stood before him. A red flush spread from her face down to her neck.

“Let’s go then.” She sniffled and latched onto his arm, her eyes still averted.

There were several express hotels in the neighborhood that usually did not see much demand. However, when the holidays rolled around, couples came in pairs. As for the purpose of their visit, well, no one showed up just to check into a room to revise their coursework.

The hotel’s front desk clerk watched as a handsome man and an attractive woman entered hand-in-hand. Needless to say, anyone could tell what was to come.

“Your card key.” The receptionist handed them the card key as Jialin scanned her surroundings like a criminal.

Tao Zhanqiu gave a low chuckle as they approached the elevator. “You’re acting like we have a clandestine love affair.”

As they passed a room by the corridor on the way to their quarters, they could hear incoherent babbling and moans coming from within. Jialin blushed roseate at the noises and, simply wanted to flee the scene.

However, Tao Zhanqiu muttered, “The soundproofing is pretty bad. It seems you’ll have to rein your voice in.”

She opened the door of the room, inserted the card key in the card slot, took off her coat, and hung it in the closet at the entrance. She was clad in a silk dress that showed off her nubile frame. Her perky breasts were laid bare.

Tao Zhanqiu went directly to the bathroom to wash up, progressing as if he were familiar with the ins and outs—a master of sex. The sound of the pattering shower made her increasingly nervous. But when she thought about what had happened a few days ago, she hardened her resolve. In any case, he was a handsome man. It would be a waste if she didn’t bed him.

With that thought in mind, she finally found the courage to keep going. That was when Tao Zhanqiu walked out of the bathroom. Rivulets of water ran down his upper body, a bath towel hanging from his waistline. He stared at the dazed woman sitting on the wooden stool and said, “Go on.”

Only then did Duan Jialin realize she had a man with a handsome figure on her hands. Everything from his pectoral muscles to his abdominal muscles had the makings of an attractive individual. He seemed well-built. He looked like a frail scholar when he had his clothes on, and yet once everything came off, there was so much more worth seeing. He was no different from a male porn star in a gay adult video. She stared blankly as she mulled it over, looking like an idiot. Tao Zhanqiu patted her head and coaxed, “Go. There will be more time for you to show your appreciation later.”

Jialin covered her face and went to the bathroom before turning around and asking, “Hey, do you sleep around often?”

Sleeping around had become the staple of many adult lives. Sex and lust. Mysterious and eager.

“This is my first time.” He chuckled. Duan Jialin was inexplicably satisfied when she heard his answer. So it’s his first time doing something like this.

She dawdled in the bathroom for a long time before wrapping a bath towel around herself. Tao Zhanqiu was already lying on the bed, his lower half obscured by the duvet. The bath towel had been haphazardly thrown to the side. She cautiously approached and sat on the other side of the bed, glancing at the man from time to time as she subconsciously licked her lips.

She wanted to see whatever he was packing. Seeing him hiding under the covers reminded her of pornography.

Tao Zhanqiu seemed to have sensed the intention in her gaze. Just when he was about to lift the quilt when Du Jialin covered her eyes, exclaiming, “It’s my first time. Please be gentle.”

He looked at the delicate arm of the person in front of him and felt pity for no specific reason. He paused before saying, “It’s not too late to back out.”

How could Duan Jialin give herself the chance to back out? Wrapped in a bath towel, she strutted over to him and sat in his lap. His member was strategically covered by the quilt. When they touched, warm, sticky slick began to ooze.

He laid motionless, watching her as he smiled gently. His right hand tenderly grazed her from her shoulder, down her slender arm, then to her slim waist before finally reaching his ultimate goal—exploring the mythical garden between her legs.

She was already wet. When his fingers gently applied pressure to her cunt, Duan Jialin suddenly stiffened. To hide her embarrassment, she utilized a technique she had learned from watching X-rated movies. She started to gently nibble on his earlobe, her warm tongue circling the shell of his ear. She moved like a snake, swaying up and down. Tao Zhanqiu laughed and held her wriggling waist. “You sure know how to move, little minx.”

Duan Jialin glared at him before shifting her attention from ear to neck. He likewise cooperated by tilting his head, allowing her to lick his Adam’s apple. Her skills could be considered crude. She was like a child who learned theoretical knowledge from romance films.

“Well?” She gesticulated in triumph, hoping to receive praise.

“You’re already wet.” He tilted his head and smiled sensuously. His words were proven true, word for word. He felt an obvious dampness smeared on his thighs. His cock began to fill with blood.

His eyes were not of a monk who knew nothing of the world’s temptations. He haphazardly tugged off the covers that hid his lower half, revealing a long and thick rod that stood upright. It was Duan Jialin’s first time seeing a cock for herself, and it was the furthest thing from small. She covered her mouth in awe and took a guess. It seemed the books were not a lie after all—18 centimeters was within the realm of possibility.

Tao Zhanqiu stared her straight in the eyes, and before she even knew what was happening, he splayed her legs wide apart, and his sinewy hips found a home between her spread thighs. His turgid cock in between her heated outer folds.

“Isn’t it time this came off?” He gestured at the towel wrapped around her body, which she tugged off and revealed her naked flesh. “You’re so hard down here.” She flushed in sheepish disbelief and gestured at the rod between her cunt lips.

“And you’re very soft here.” His hands felt up her twin peaks, gently kneading the supple flesh. Duan Jialin’s expression twisted as he continued his ministrations. Her breasts were putty in his hands. On the contrary, she was still expecting him to go faster and rougher. She gasped and wrapped her arms around his neck, trying to get closer to him.

“Not bad.” her nipples grew increasingly firmer with every touch, sticking out against her pale bosom, like two red beans.

“Ah… Hah…”

She couldn’t help but moan softly.

His hands roved up and down her body, from her breasts to her waist. Then, his head lowered as his lips encircled a nipple to lightly nibble on the pebbled peak. He licked her tits and gently pinched the sensitive flesh.