Sitting in the passenger seat, Zhao Ran’s mind couldn’t help but wander as he looked at her, once again recalling the sensation of fondling her breasts last night. Zhou Yun glanced at him and responded with a mysterious smile.
“Call me ‘Mom,’ and I’ll tell you something.”
“Stop talking nonsense. What exactly do you want to say?” Zhao Ran rolled his eyes.
“Xiao Ran, I know you hate me, but if I told you that your father’s accident had nothing to do with me, would you believe me?” Zhou Yun watched for Zhao Ran’s reaction.
“Still trying to clear your name?” Zhao Ran said disdainfully.
“Heh, it seems you’re not ready to handle the truth. Forget it!”
“If you have something to say, just say it. Stop dragging it out like this.” Zhao Ran’s curiosity was piqued.
“I can tell you one truth: the person I love isn’t your dad—it’s you. Do you dare to believe that?” Zhou Yun said with a slight smirk. Zhao Ran let out a cold laugh, as if he had just heard the biggest joke in the world.
“Are you fucking insane? You had my dad, and now you want me? How desperate are you? If I ever touch you, I’d be an animal!”
Zhao Ran’s palms were sweating because he was truly afraid he might lose control. Before, his stepmother had always maintained the image of a virtuous mother. Even when he left, she had acted like a good mother in every way. But after last night, it seemed as if she had completely changed.
“Is that so?”
Zhou Yun gave a seductive smile and actually moved directly onto Zhao Ran’s lap. Her round, soft buttocks pressed against him, and combined with Zhao Ran’s morning arousal, he instantly grew hard, pressing directly against her most intimate area.
“Getting hard so fast, and you still say you don’t want to fuck me?”
“You slut, are you out of your mind?!”
Zhao Ran tried to push her away, but Zhou Yun wrapped her arms around his neck, bringing their lips so close they were almost touching.
“You little beast, is that all you’ve got? Do you dare to have car sex right here?”
The scent of perfume wafted from his stepmother’s body, her beautiful face was so close, yet the words she spoke were utterly vulgar.
Zhao Ran couldn’t take it anymore. His resolve hardened, and he decided to go all the way. He reached a hand directly under her skirt, but Zhou Yun tightly clamped her legs together, trapping his hand.
“What’s wrong? Already trying to take off your stepmom’s panties? How about using your fingers to rub me first? I’m afraid you might not last more than a few seconds before finishing yourself.”
His stepmother’s gaze grew hazy, stimulating Zhao Ran to the point where he could barely control himself.
Images from adult films immediately flashed through Zhao Ran’s mind—a man’s fingers tracing circles over that wet, pink place, teasing the woman until she reached her peak, her fluids overflowing.
The more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He genuinely wanted to see how his stepmother would look being touched like that, to witness just how wanton she could be.
His stepmother’s legs gradually relaxed. Zhao Ran’s hand ventured deeper, soon feeling that warmth and wetness. Zhou Yun let out an incredibly soft, moaning sound, making Zhao Ran even more aroused. He was about to insert his fingers.
But at that moment, Zhou Yun clenched her legs tightly again.
“Want to come in? Call me ‘Mom,’ and Mommy will let you in. Go on, say it.”
Zhao Ran had indeed been about to do it, but his mother was a sensitive topic for him. Hearing Zhou Yun say this, he felt deeply insulted. With a surge of strength, he pushed her back into the driver’s seat.
“What the hell is wrong with you?!”