Difficult to Coax

“Are you angry?” Yu Huan asked carefully.

Gao Yan didn’t answer.

“I… I just don’t think it’s a good time to tell him now,” Yu Huan explained. “You know what Yilin’s personality is like.. If it comes out and he lets everyone in the firm know… it will not be good.”

She thought for a moment, then added, “It won’t be good for you.” She looked up in a slightly coquettish tone.

Before, she couldn’t be coquettish with him because of their previous relationship.

She was only like that when they were in bed and she moaned to beg him. She would grab his arm, pretend to slide towards his hand, and when he firmly held her hand, she would cry out to him in tenderness…

But at this moment, they had already expressed their hearts to each other. He was standing there and she could be coquettish with him openly.

Something called love had developed in her heart. Yu Huan walked over and hugged him. She clung to him like a cat, and began her small actions

She pulled at the corners of his clothes first.

Still angry?

Then she’ll hold his hand.

Still mad?

Then she’ll rub her cheek against his chest.

Still not enough?

Then don’t blame her for kissing him.

…

Yu Huan’s fingers lightly touched Gao Yan’s palm, and then slowly slid down his hand to clasp his fingers. She raised her and approached his breath, slowly and intimately getting closer until their lips gently touched. She let go and did it again.

She gave him the kiss and looked up at him.

Her big eyes stared at him without blinking, her shining eyes were flickering like light reflecting on water.

Who taught her all of this?

Gao Yan looked down at her and finally reached out to hold her waist. He turned away from being passive and kissed her lips again.

…

As Yu Huan waited to board the plane in the lounge, she sank into the sofa and didn’t want to move.

Her back was sore. Last night, she was fucked too hard, and in the morning, she was fucked while being on top for a long time. This made her waist weak.

She took  the cushion from the sofa to put behind her for support.

Nearby, Chen Yilin was confused as he studied the ticket. “Why did you come here in economy class and you are going back in business class?”

Yu Huan didn’t answer. The scene from last night was still lingering in her mind.

After Chen Yilin left yesterday, she was pulled into the bed for another round by Gao Yan.

She was almost done coaxing him in the bathroom, so he was quite gentle at first.

After a while, Chen Yilin knocked on the door again and asked her what knot she had helped him tie since he forgot again.

…

Then, after she managed to send him away, Gao Yan was mad again.

It was like he deliberately tortured her.

He placed her legs on his shoulder and changed the way he was stimulating her sensitive spots. In one moment, she was loose and tight, and in the next moment, he was deep and shallow. He touched her most sensitive spot, grinding it, even though she was fucked to the point of almost crying.

Instead of being kind, he forcefully separated her legs as she tried to close them. His fingers dug into her hips, and he completely pulled out his penis after reaching her end. Under her heavy breathing, he leaned over to bite her ear and asked her which way she liked more.

“I… ah… I like them both.” She was so compelled that she could only moan as she spoke.

But he wasn’t satisfied. “Why don’t you make a sound when you like it?”

As he spoke, he put a pillow under her waist and lifted her butt. He left most of her body hanging in the air and then he thrusted hard again until she cried out.

The hotel was not very soundproof. The bathroom where they were before was a good place, but the bedroom was next to Chen Yilin’s bedroom.

At some point she could hear something fall next door.

How could she dare to let out a sound?

Moans from time to time continued to flow out from her throat.

She could only bite the blanket and squeeze him with her tight walls and hope he would shoot quickly.

But this was the third time, and the entire event was stretched out

After it ended, Yu Huan felt that her waist was no longer hers.

…

“Maybe the economy class is overbooked,” Yu Huan carefully rubbed her waist and randomly made up an excuse.

“Then how do I fill out the reimbursement form?” Chen Yilin frowned like he was in a tight spot.

“…” Yu Huan closed her eyes wearily. “Just fill it in.”

Your uncle bought the plane tickets, he won’t miss the money.

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