Zhao Ran had already realized that the woman beneath him wasn’t his girlfriend, but he had no intention of stopping now. So, he pretended not to know and said, “You little fool, pretending to be asleep.”
After all, he had to keep up appearances. Feigning ignorance would probably make the woman under him feel less awkward.
Zhao Ran thrust slowly, gradually sheathing his entire cock inside her. The woman beneath him let out a soft, prolonged moan before falling silent, leaving only the sound of heavy panting. Then, she tugged at the blanket and gently pulled it up to cover her mouth.
Zhao Ran thought to himself that since she wasnβt rejecting him, she must be giving silent consentβshe was just too embarrassed, hence covering her face.
Maybe she was one of Yueyueβs friends who had had too much to drink and fallen asleep here? But then again, who asked her to sleep naked in the bedroom? Besides, she clearly wasnβt refusing. Might as well enjoy himself first and deal with the rest later.
Having made up his mind, Zhao Ran thrust with even more vigor. His hands slid over her thighsβfirm, smooth, and incredibly supple, with a tightness to her skin that suggested the results of regular exercise.
This womanβs figure was similar to Yueyueβs, but the feeling was completely different.
Otherwise, Zhao Ran wouldnβt have mistaken her. If he had noticed any significant differences from the start, he would have realized something was wrong and never gotten into bed. He wasnβt the kind of man who couldnβt control himself around any woman.
But now that he was already inside her and she hadnβt refused, backing out at this point would make him worse than an animal.
As he continued thrusting, one of his hands slowly drifted upward from her thighs, gliding past her waist and under the hem of her nightgown. Her body trembled slightly, perhaps from nervousness. Aside from her heavy panting, intermittent moans escaped from beneath the blanket.
Just as Zhao Ranβs hand was about to cup her firm breasts, the woman beneath him tightly grabbed his wrist. Zhao Ran applied a bit of pressure but found her grip unyielding. Not wanting to force it, he withdrew his hand and placed it on her waist instead.
Zhao Ran was somewhat puzzled. He thought it was strange that she would let him inside her but not allow him to touch her.
Soon, however, he stopped overthinking it. With both hands gripping her slender, firm waist, he thrust vigorously. Since she wouldnβt let him touch her upper body, he focused on her beautiful legs. He lifted one of them onto his shoulder, his hands caressing its lengthβher thighs were taut and elastic, her calves smooth and delicate, and her feet slender and well-proportioned, with five delicate toes curled enticingly.
It was only then that Zhao Ran noticed how perfectly proportioned her legs were.
After thrusting for a while, Zhao Ran felt himself nearing his limit. She was so tight that he completely lost his usual stamina, and soon he could no longer hold back. He quickened his pace, and though the woman beneath him tried to suppress her reactions, she couldnβt help but moan.
Zhao Ran spoke up: “Iβm about to cum.”
There was no response from her. She didnβt answer him, her body merely swaying with his movements. Zhao Ran decided not to dwell on it and began his finalε²εΊ.
“Ah…” Zhao Ran and the woman moaned simultaneouslyβhis out of pleasure, hers from theεΊζΏ of his release inside her.
“Hah…” Zhao Ran panted, pulling out his cock with a soft, wet sound.
Thick, white semen trickled out.
Zhao Ran quickly turned on the bedside lamp and fetched some tissues, gently wiping her clean.
“Hey, miss, you should get up and clean yourself. I really didnβt do this on purpose, but you… never mind, itβs my fault,” Zhao Ran said.
“Whatβs wrong? Could you get up first?” Zhao Ran urged impatiently.