An Angelic B*tch's Climb Up the Social Ladder - Chapter 21
Chap 21- Flower Touched
Her eyes widened sharply, confusion and fear were evident in her tea-colored pupils.
As if an innocent little deer, bewildered and pure, she had not registered what happened when the man pressed his l*ps against hers and l*cked lightly.
It was only when his t*ngue spun across her l*p in an attempt to enter, had she reacted— shaking her head and voicing her refusal.
“No….”
The man’s t*ngue trailed her l*ps and probed through the slight gap between her slightly parted l*ps and teeth.
He gently pressed his palm against her neck, and the girl was like a clam being f*rced open— her tender flesh fully sav*ured by him.
At the moment when their l*ps and t*ngue interlocked, Jiang Ting only felt a tingle course through his scalp. The girl’s t*ngue was wet and soft, tasting like aromatic sweet wine that filled up his mouth in its entirety.
It turned out that the grat*fying flowering scent was even stronger in her little mouth.
As if a string had broken in Jiang Ting’s head— his red-wine-eroded sanity was completely overwhelmed with des*re boiling to the point of explosion in the still of the night, with the soft body beneath him.
He wrapped his t*ngue around her trembling one and sucked and bit alternating between gently and heavily. The second he sensed her attempting to retreat, he s*cked on the base of her t*ngue.
The softness immediately trembled at the mercy of his l*cking and biting.
Just such a contact could no longer satisfy Jiang Ting, the little woman under him smelt really fragrant and her skin was soft and smooth.
The two full and round mounds rubbed back and forth against his chest and in return, he crushed hard over them again and again, it’s not hard to imagine how full to the touch they are.
He deepened the k*ss with one hand on the back of her head, the other arm trailed up and down her neck, then moved down to unb*tton her dress…
“Mm-mmph… ”
A faint sobbing, soft and weak, travelled out from their connected l*ps. It was clear that the girl could not bear the rav*ng k*ss.
She turned her head to the side in an attempt to hide, but it was only a momentary escape as her l*ps were once again captured soon after, the wet sounds of entanglement rung through the darkened room.
Until her bre*st was gripped by the broad palm, she whimpered and the tear droplets congregating in the corner of her eyes slid down.
The air in the room was drowsy and heavy, and the erot*c scene was clearly reflected on the glass window.
The girl, pressed deep into the sofa, was seen with her chest exp*sed, the buttons on her dress were fully und*ne and a large hand was underneath her half-cup black br*.
In between the squeez*ng and rubb*ng, the br* straps slipped down along her shoulders to her arms.
The snow lumps were completely released from their cage, played around by palm with thin calluses, her bre*st spilling out along the gaps of his big fingers. Just the visible parts of it were eye-catching like pearls.
It is not hard to imagine how white and soft the milk lumps held in the man’s hand are.
“D-don’t…”
Her low cry could be heard on and off reverberating around the room— a spike high and tender voice as if whining— appearing to be the best catalyst for l*st, messing with the man’s head and leading him to move even more wildly.
The remaining sounds of her cry were consumed in their entirety as his mouth interl*cked with hers, she could no longer let out a word when his t*ngue inside stirred gently.
He rubbed the white lumps and played with the n*pple tips between his index and middle fingers.
The ripe scared peach full of tempt*tion, reddened overnight and blossomed in his palm.
His actions scared her, and she struggled, reaching out to push the n*ughty hand off her chest, but her tiny strength wasn’t even near enough. She had just moved slightly when Jiang Ting grabbed her wrist and pressed it above her head.
This was the most vulnerable and helpless position, the girl’s two hands were held tightly in captivity by him, her chest widely exp*sed for his hand to play with, even her small m*uth was being eaten thoroughly inside out.
As the rough palm moved down her lower abd*men, intending to explore that pink territory, the girl’s back almost arched, but even this tiny resistance was suppressed.
His fingers had reached into her und*rwear, stroking along the lab*a, the wet lips trembled at his touch, shyly spitting honey onto his fingers.
An unspeakable excitement snaked up the man’s spine into his mind, and he inserted his fingers into the hole spitting out honey.
“No….”
The girl’s eyes got teary, and she struggled violently, wiggling her wrists and biting his l*ps, biting his t*ngue, biting with all her might.
“Jia-Jiang Ting… You mustn’t do this…..”
The cry was so heartbreaking that it seemed as if filled with crushing despair. Jiang Ting who was immersed in the abyss of des*re abruptly opened up his eyes.
The girl was already weeping, tears streaming down her face and her nose had turned pink while the pair of l*ps he had sucked on was blood red, tempt*ng one to take another taste.
Even the look of her crying, inc*ted one to ruin her.
His hand lightly released hers, and her small hands immediately covered her face, weeping.
“Don’t be like this… I’m scared…”
Like a child who had been badly bullied, but couldn’t find anyone to redress their grievance— only dared hide in a corner to cry, even the sound of her crying was muffled. When she cried too hard, hiccups started appearing. The girl was obviously frightened.
Jiang Ting’s eyes lowered, the girl’s upper body’s clothing had been completely unb*ttoned by him, her skin was the epitome of the snow jade tone, and his chest was pressing down against two white lumps.
Meanwhile, his hand was enveloping her pink and wet territory, with his m*ddle finger deeply inserted.
Just the warm, wet, and smooth touch of that area alone, made it hard for him to imagine how pure the little woman in his arms was, shivering when it had only clamped onto one finger.
Like an untouched white paper, it was an even greater tempt*tion for others to dirty it with a little black ink.
Jiang Ting’s eyes suddenly darkened. Under the sound of weeping from beneath, his fingers slowly pulled out. He draped his coat over her and got up to turn on the light.
In the well-lit big room, the girl shrunk herself into a small clump on the sofa, her whole being was covered by his suit jacket, shivering vigorously with tearful eyes.
She was a proud peacock at the beginning when she had just entered the room, but she immediately turned into a snail that burrowed itself into its shell after being bullied.
Her hands trembled as she buttoned, but her eyes were carefully guarded against her surroundings.
Jiang Ting walked over to sit on the stool while waiting for her to get dressed and calm her emotions.
The dryness on the tip of his tongue made him want to have another drink but recalling his loss of control earlier, he only pulled out a cigarette from the cigarette pack and held it with his mouth, the lighter flashed and a wisp of smoke wafted.
In the blink of an eye, the pale white smoke had swirled through the room, his face could be barely made out, even more so make out his current facial expression and mood.
The dark eyes fixated on the young girl held a degree of judgment and obvious darkness.
This look differed from the past. He used to view her as a kid, but now, he sees her as a woman.
Zhinan didn’t look over at him once she got dr*ssed, let alone speak. She clutched onto her backpack strap and proceeded to leave.
She had just moved when Jiang Ting walked up and grasped her hand.
A spike of electricity coursed through her body and she tried to break away from him, but Jiang Ting gently brought her over to stand in front of him.
“Let’s have a talk?”
His voice was very light, there wasn’t the guilt that a culprit should have, and his gaze was locked into her eyes.
The girl was provoked by his manner. The anger she had barely just suppressed rushed back up into her eyes.
It was obviously a look of resentment but yet it was covered by a layer of soft and fragility like she was throwing a tantrum.
“I… don’t want to have a talk with you.”
The moment her sentence ended, she wanted to run but struggled to escape from his grasp with her limited strength.
Tsk, how stubborn this girl is.
Hints of amusement flittered through Jian Ting’s eyes, but he voiced out with a stern voice, “Lin Zhinan!”
He applied some force so that she could not move.
But Jiang Ting had underestimated the tenacity of the girl, and she became a rabbit who was boiling with irritation— biting him directly on the arm, mercilessly.
The beads of water droplets still hanging in her reddened eyes, hit his skin one after the other.
Unknown whether it’s because of the slight pain or the heat of his tears that burned his skin.
But unexpectedly, he loosened his grasp, and she immediately ran off.
