Fatal Desire

Chapter 64 I like it, I like it so much
The touch of my fingertips is soft and warm.

Noticing that Song Xi was trembling, Zhao Yansen tried to pull his hand away, but she gripped it even tighter, preventing him from moving it.

She was in his hands, her tone dissatisfied: "Brother, you said you were going to let me sleep with you."

You brought it over voluntarily; I didn't force you to.

After a two-second silence, Zhao Yansen's long, slender fingers twitched, but Song Xi was still not satisfied; she wanted to play by herself.

She has never been good at this, and Zhao Yansen was worried that she would hurt herself, so he said in a hoarse voice, "Be good, okay?"

Upon hearing this, Song Xi became slightly agitated: "Am I not obedient enough, brother? I've already gone to other people, and you came to say you could satisfy me, so how come I'm being disobedient now? Brother, what exactly constitutes being obedient? Tell me."

She's crazy and stubborn.

It's not like he just found out today.

Song Xi pinched Zhao Yansen's two finger bones, lowered her eyes to look at the source of his sexual tension, his desire was particularly obvious, and she became even angrier.

"Hmph, I don't want you anymore."

She angrily let go of his hand and got up to leave.

Zhao Yansen grabbed her slender wrist and pulled her back into his arms, his tone firm yet seemingly yielding: "If you don't want me, who do you want?"

A man who can't marry the girl he likes feels that anyone else would do.

But Song Xi is a girl, and in her eyes, no one but him is acceptable.

"Leave me alone."

Song Xi struggled to break free, but Zhao Yansen held her even tighter, making it impossible for her to escape.

His eyes were covered by her, so he couldn't see her, but Song Xi could clearly see his sharp, full Adam's apple and his upright, superior neck... She suddenly had the urge to strangle him again.

Her appearance is so striking it's almost maddening.

Forget it, she decided not to argue with him.

Song Xi took two deep breaths, and after a long while, she lowered her head, took Zhao Yansen's large hand again, and placed it back on his lap.

He was like a wild beast puppet, completely at her mercy.

Song Xi liked this feeling.

She knelt on either side of Zhao Yansen's thighs, pinched his long, thick fingers, bit her lower lip, and slowly descended, letting out a soft hum.

In an instant, a tingling sensation surged from the tailbone and spread to the cerebral cortex.

Strange and familiar.

Song Xi made rustling sounds, subtle and enchanting, making one's mouth dry.

Zhao Yansen's abdominal muscles tensed, arousing a dark desire from the noise she made.

Song Xi had a low threshold for stress, and soon she collapsed into his arms, resting her head on his broad shoulder.

Her warm, moist breath brushed against Zhao Yansen's neck, like a wet feather, teasing him again and again. Her small, pert nose occasionally rubbed against his carotid artery with each breath.

"Not moving anymore?" Zhao Yansen chuckled softly, his hot breath brushing against her ear, his voice inexplicably alluring.

She was as weak as ever.

"Mmm..." Song Xi wrapped her arms around Zhao Yansen's neck and rubbed her face against his shoulder a few times. He immediately understood her intention.

Rough fingertips caressed the tender white inner thighs, arousing an indescribable itch.

She is the key of the piano, he is a superb performer, and their meticulous playing skills create exquisite melodies.

Although it's still long fingers, it's completely different now that he's in charge.

Song Xi nestled limply in Zhao Yansen's arms, enjoying the service without moving.

The physiological and psychological pleasure overlapped, and Song Xi's heart pounded like a drum. Lost in the moment, she didn't know how long she had been lost when she suddenly trembled.

Realizing something, Zhao Yansen clicked his tongue.

It felt like a needle had pierced deep into my heart; a soft, tingling sensation spread rapidly from my chest to every part of my body.

Tears welled up in Song Xi's eyes and streamed down her face. She buried her face in Zhao Yansen's neck, sniffling almost inaudibly. Her vision was dim, but her hearing was sharp.

Zhao Yansen tilted his head and pressed his thin lips to her fair and delicate shoulder, leaving one kiss after another. He gently bit the thin strap with his teeth and pulled it towards her shoulder.

Because of past familiarity and the instinctive memory of his body, he could easily remove her nightgown even though he couldn't see or use his hands.

Song Xi let out a suppressed whimper.

A storm is brewing, and her little boat is about to reach the shore.

Zhao Yansen pinched the back of her neck with his left hand, forcing her away from his neck, then raised his chin and precisely captured her lips.

Song Xi's long, curled eyelashes were wet with tears, blurring her vision.

Zhao Yansen slapped the back of her head, ran his fingers through her hair, and deepened the kiss.

Song Xi felt like she had become a piece of candy, being held in someone's mouth and in someone's hands, about to melt completely.

Her face flushed, and she couldn't help but moan softly. A comfortable and intense pleasure surged through her brain, followed by a sudden downpour.

As night deepened, the only sounds besides kissing were the patter of raindrops.

A light rain was falling outside, and the green plants on the balcony were trembling violently. The leaves were washed by the rain and looked bright and fresh, appearing exceptionally vibrant.

Long-lost, sticky, and with her heart racing, Song Xi couldn't quite describe the feeling. Her mind was blank, completely chaotic yet utterly clear.

Zhao Yansen gently stroked the back of Song Xi's head, soothing her gently.

"Untie it." His voice was unusually hoarse, yet strangely pleasant.

Song Xi's voice was nasal and tearful: "Not yet."

She didn't want him to see her, nor did she want him to see his dark, deep eyes.

Tonight's events were both abrupt and natural to them, as if they had experienced them countless times before.

Her brother's embrace was firm and warm, giving her a sense of all-powerful security, and Song Xi felt like crying again.

She's not a girl who cries often.

I want to cry, simply because I like you, I like you so much.

Her peach blossom eyes, moistened by tears, slowly rose, staring tearfully at Zhao Yansen's prominent Adam's apple.

A moment later, she suddenly leaned in and bit his neck hard without hesitation.

A man's hoarse, unbearable groans reached her ears, his uniquely magnetic voice incredibly sexy.

Zhao Yansen gripped the back of Song Xi's neck like he was lifting a squirrel, creating distance between them. He loosened the tie covering his eyes and stared intently at her.

"Song Xi, what's wrong with you?"

He had just finished making her feel good when she turned around and bit him.

Song Xi lunged into his chest, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist like vines.

"Don't yell at me." She retorted his anger with a righteous indignation.

Even though they had disagreements and arguments, their deep affection from over a decade ago remained.

Their bodies were pressed tightly together. Zhao Yansen breathed softly in Song Xi's ear, a wanton yet restrained breath that was exceptionally sexy, making her tremble involuntarily in his arms.

Her brother's hands, Adam's apple, voice... all exuded hormonal tension, but the real, hidden source of tension was right there, pressed against her at zero distance.

Song Xi's heart pounded, her cheeks flushed with a rosy blush, and she turned her head to secretly peek at the man.

Zhao Yansen's dark eyes were narrowed as he looked at her. His gaze was deep and intense, like that of a bloodthirsty beast.

Their eyes met, and Song Xi boldly didn't look away. She blinked her eyelashes, and her misty, affectionate peach blossom eyes gradually became clear.

She remembered the important matter at this moment: "You haven't answered my question yet."

Zhao Yansen raised his hand and gently stroked her damp cheek with the back of his fingers: "What's the problem?"

It's a bit late~ Chapters 63 and 64 were put in the "little black room" several times and were edited several times.

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