In the dimly lit space, the flickering lights shone dazzlingly. Jing Qi, with her fiery, seductive figure, wore a short, tight black dress.
Her long, fair legs were encased in a pair of mysterious, sultry black stockings.
From the moment she stepped in, every man in the bar seemed to let their eyes subtly drift over her.
Some even stared brazenly at her chest, like the fat guy two seats away.
"A Hennessy XO Cognac, please," Jing Qi said to the bartender, not forgetting to give him a gentle wink.
"Beautiful lady, please wait a moment."
Very quickly, he brought her a glass of Hennessy XO Cognac.
Jing Qi looked at the pale brown liquor, which was emitting a fragrant aroma.
She gently took a sip, first tasting the flavors of dried fruits like prunes and dried figs.
Next came a medley of chocolate and black pepper aromas, blended with cinnamon, cloves, and cardamom.
The harmonious blend of aromas was highlighted by peppery notes and oaky undertones.
Jing Qi drank while calling Liu Mengquan.
The phone rang, and the other end picked up immediately.
"Liu Mengquan, how long are you going to be as slow as a turtle?" Jing Qi hissed quietly. She had arranged to meet her over 30 minutes ago, and there was still no sign of her.
"Oh, my dear young miss, I'm here. I'm coming in right now," Liu Mengquan said in a low voice.
This person really only knew how to torment her.
Tonight, Liu Mengquan wore a light blue, off-the-shoulder cocktail dress that was tight-fitting and reached mid-thigh. Her long, graceful legs made a very high percentage of men turn their heads.
Precisely because of this, in the eyes of the men there, the two of them were like juicy, prime prey.
"Like hers," Liu Mengquan said to the bartender.
The man nodded.
A moment later, the drink was served.
The two of them enjoyed their drinks and chatted until they were slightly tipsy, and only then could Jing Qi pour out all her sorrows to Liu Mengquan.
She cupped Liu Mengquan's face in her hands, turning her towards herself.
"Mengquan, am I beautiful? Am I seductive?" Her slender eyebrows were slightly furrowed, her red lips slightly pouted, and her face flushed pink from the alcohol.
"Drop-dead gorgeous, let me kiss you," Liu Mengquan said, leaning towards Jing Qi, wanting to kiss her.
Jing Qi immediately pushed her away in disgust.
"You player, go kiss your own guys."
After a pause, she continued:
"Hmph, how could he leave me for Ning Jin? And he even said I didn't have a woman's allure. He's truly blind!"
The bartender glanced at her.
That guy really was blind.
"He dared to say that? I told you from the start you should dump him, but you didn't believe me. To cheer you up, I'll call a few young guys over for drinks, okay?" Liu Mengquan offered what she thought was the quickest way to solve her friend's sadness.
Normally, Jing Qi definitely wouldn't agree, but today she wanted to prove that she also possessed feminine allure, so...
"Mengquan, you go ahead and call them. I'm going to the restroom for a bit. I'll be right back."
She stood up and left her seat. Apart from her slightly flushed face, everything else seemed normal, so Liu Mengquan didn't think she was so drunk she couldn't recognize people.
After Jing Qi finished in the restroom, at the turn, she mistakenly turned right into the private guest room area.
By this point, she couldn't distinguish anything anymore, so she randomly chose a room and went in.
The room was pitch black. Jing Qi fumbled around but couldn't find the light switch, so she opened her mouth and called Liu Mengquan.
It was good that she still thought she had reached her own room.
"Mengquan... Mengquan... Liu Mengquan."
Just then, she suddenly bumped into an elastic wall that radiated intense heat.
Jing Qi gently touched it with her hands, soft as cotton, and felt a small bean.
Seemingly quite amused, she gave it a rub, not forgetting to pinch the other side with her other hand.
Perhaps the cover of the dark night made her lose her inhibitions, so Jing Qi even eagerly nibbled it lightly.
The wall she was tormenting let out a curse.
A faint scent of alcohol wafted from the "wall's" breath.
What's more, the hand pinching the bean, oblivious to its own limits, continued to move downwards.
Like a small snake, it slithered over his body.
Finally, Huai Jin Nan couldn't take it anymore; he let out another vulgar curse, then lifted her and threw her onto the bed.
"Mmm," Jing Qi let out a soft cry.
Although the bed was soft, being thrown onto it still hurt quite a bit.
She sat up slightly, pouting her thin lips.
"Ouch."
"I hurt more than you," Huai Jin Nan immediately pressed down on her.
This woman had continuously teased him, making him hard.
Without another word, he didn't give her time to react and immediately bent down to kiss her ravenously.
His hands slowly unzipped her jacket, then slipped under her thin sweater.
The moment he touched, he felt the large, soft, scorching hot "baozi," which seemed to exude a strange allure that captivated him.
Their lips and tongues intertwined tightly.
Jing Qi couldn't swallow her saliva quickly enough, letting it trickle down her chin. Due to difficulty breathing, her chest heaved even more. Huai Jin Nan took it all in with his eyes; all of it drove him mad.
"Mmm... Mmm, I can't breathe." Her voice was almost pleading, carrying a slight sob.
Perhaps because she was pitiful, or perhaps the beast within him demanded he release her swollen lips.
He grazed her chin, then lingered on her neck for a long time, each touch leaving behind pronounced dark marks.
Jing Qi couldn't bear his expertise, and continuously panted and moaned softly.
"Take off my shirt." His hoarse voice carried a magnetic quality, making Jing Qi's ears tingle.
She almost instinctively helped him unbutton his shirt, one by one.
However, her muddled thoughts and aroused state made her fumble around haphazardly, forcing Huai Jin Nan to take it off himself.
His sturdy, bronzed, muscular body concealed immense power.
In less than two minutes, the two were intertwined like newborn babies.
Huai Jin Nan bent down to kiss the sweet, fragrant "baozi" that were inviting him, and very quickly, her two "beans" became hard.
After a while, Huai Jin Nan took Jing Qi's hand and guided it down to his masculinity.
Jing Qi touched the hot, large thing.
Out of curiosity, she even rotated her hand a few times, and the thing grew even larger.
She couldn't help but exclaim.
"So big, and hot too."
Well, what man doesn't like being praised for being big?
Huai Jin Nan chuckled lightly, and the words that escaped his lips made the listener blush.
He bent down and lightly bit her ear, making her tremble, and below, she secreted more of that strange fluid, making her uncontrollably writhe.
"Only when it's big can a little imp like you enjoy it. Rub it for me."
Huai Jin Nan held her hand and guided her.
Very quickly, Jing Qi caught up to his rhythm.
"Very good, truly a good girl." As if in reward, his hand explored her fragrant "peach garden."
His eyes were almost glued to that spot; the scorching sensation made Jing Qi's feminine place inexplicably contract and release more fluid.
Jing Qi timidly let out a soft cry, unaware that her adorable shyness strongly aroused the man above her, making him want to thrust into her.
"Mmm, don't look, mmm... mmm." She gently squeezed her legs together.
But she was still a step slower than Hoài Cẩm Nam.
"It hurts, it hurts so much..." Tịnh Kỳ sobbed, feeling her insides tight and full, as if being torn apart.
Hoài Cẩm Nam was thirty years old this year, and had held power since he was young, but he had never tasted a woman.
But he was absolutely certain this would be the best place. Sweat drenched his forehead; he had to restrain himself greatly to keep from losing control.
He immediately pulled back slightly, then put force into his hips, thrusting hard, thrusting in and out repeatedly, his hands gripping her legs tightly, not letting her squirm or move and disrupt his rhythm.
"Ah, ah... it hurts... it hurts!" Tears streamed down her face as she cried out in pain, accompanied by soft moans. Little did she know her cries only stimulated the man before her, making him even more frenzied with excitement.
"Oh... oh... A little gentler, oh... I'm going to die." Tịnh Kỳ's head collided with the headboard, her breasts bounced incessantly, making Hoài Cẩm Nam even more frantic.
He realized it was her first time, but he couldn't control himself.
She was like a delicious fish placed right before the nose of a hungry cat.
He couldn't resist.
So his in-and-out movements became faster and stronger.
"Mmm... a little... gentler," she moaned softly, her body trembling.
"Squeezing me so tightly and still telling me to slow down," he said, his large hand kneading her breasts. Then he intentionally pressed his body down to bury deeper inside, causing Tịnh Kỳ to pant.
"Tell me your name."
"Uh... uhm..." She closed her eyes, a soft hum escaping her lips. The man's large, long member filled her body, distending uncomfortably. She bit her lip, unwilling to tell him her name.
"Not telling me? Then I'll pull out." The wicked threat was uttered, his face leisurely, waiting, then slowly pulling out.
But in truth, he was holding back to the point of breaking; he wanted to thrust back in immediately.
"Tịnh Kỳ, my name is Tịnh Kỳ..." After speaking, she bit her lip again, an extremely aggrieved expression on her face, and lightly twisted her hips.
"Tịnh Kỳ..." he murmured thoughtfully, then, satisfying her, he thrust into her soft depths.
He buried his head in her chest, biting a sweet nipple. Overwhelmed by pleasure, he only knew to frantically unleash his desires upon her body.
That night, Tịnh Kỳ was forced by him all night, crying and screaming until her strength was exhausted.
He finally stopped close to three in the morning.