Boundary - Chapter 2 [H]

“Jin… Nanting!” Gu Yetong felt that her brain hadn’t fully resumed functioning yet, but every nerve ending in her body was already impatiently aroused by the man before her, eagerly waiting for his caresses and teasing.

After entering the bathroom, the man helped her brush her teeth and remove her makeup, then took off her shirt and underwear and pushed her into the shower. The warm water gradually washed away her fatigue, and the drowsy woman began to wake up little by little. However, at that moment, the man walked in naked, repeatedly pushing her backward until her back pressed against the cold marble wall.

Then, the kisses that fell on her surpassed the number of water droplets. He had already washed up. His mouth was filled with a strong minty taste, cool and slightly bitter, just like the feeling he had given her for a long time.

They are the same age, and her grandfather and Jin Nanting’s father were business partners and chess buddies, so they had some contact when they were young. To date, they have known each other for over 20 years, but it is far from the so-called childhood sweethearts. Although her grandfather once helped Jin Nanting’s father during a low point in his life, the Jin family’s overall business is much larger than the Gu family’s. She was just one of the many companions the Jin family elders found to keep Jin Nanting company on certain occasions.

She has a vivid memory of his luxurious mansion located in the suburban hills, but she doesn’t have much impression of him as a child. She only remembers that he preferred playing chess with adults rather than with other kids. After starting school, they lost touch for a while, until they both attended the same high school. At that time, she was a bookworm who only focused on studying, while he was the well-rounded and charismatic student council president who dominated the campus.

He inherited his biological mother’s exquisite features and his father’s deep-set bone structure from a young age. Although he was still somewhat slender in his teenage years, he was already over 1.8 meters tall.

Inevitably, there is a group of rich girls at school who like him. The girls who grew up without worrying about food or clothing are mostly confident and proactive. She has seen several different girls holding his arm, walking around the school and outside as if no one else were there, not knowing if they were in a relationship or if it was just one-sided admiration.

Because Jin Nanting always appeared so gentlemanly in public, his handsome face never showing a hint of impatience, and he would even slightly tilt his head as if seriously listening to the girl’s topic. However, every time Gu Yetong passed by him, all she saw in those deep-set eyes was indifference.

Even later, when he was dating Tang Tang, it was the same. He always took meticulous care of the young girl, but there was no warmth in his eyes. So, what about now?

The one who ignited a spark in her—would there be any ripples in his eyes? Thinking of this, Gu Yetong suddenly became completely awake.

At this moment, the man was lifting her high, burying himself between her bre*sts. She lowered her head and could only see his tongue teasing and tracing her cherry-red ni*ples. So lewd.

She pushed the man’s shoulder, asking him to loosen his grip a bit so she could slide down and meet his gaze. However, before their eyes could meet, his scorching member encountered her partially opened flesh.

“Hiss…” Both of them couldn’t help but gasp, and the man tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and increased the pressure in his hands. His hands, which were originally supporting her round butt*cks, now squeezed, forcing her to grip his narrow hips and shaft even tighter.

“Are you in such a hurry?” Jin Nanting whispered in her ear, deliberately letting the breath of his words brush against her most sensitive spot behind her ear. “It’s not even soaked yet. Can you handle it if I go in now?”

He spoke while gently thrusting back and forth, letting the rounded glans tentatively part her petals. Instead of entering directly, he caressed her perin*um and slid forward over her clit*ris. Her flower trembled, and a slight itch began to spread through her moist thighs.

Her body felt somewhat cold. Her previous two boyfriends had also wanted to have more intimate interactions with her, but each time her response to their advances was so slow to warm up that the men eventually gave up in frustration. She felt that their eventual breakups were largely due to her coldness.

Physically and emotionally. What right does she have to question Jin Nanting’s sincerity? Isn’t she also treading carefully in every relationship, ultimately becoming stagnant?

“You got distracted.” The man pinched her clit*ris as a punishment, the slight pressure making her even wetter between her legs. She didn’t immediately become a wanton woman under Jin Nanting; it was just that this man was more patient, more determined, and more ambitious with her.

What he wants is not just to enter her, to break through her, he wants a deeper victory, as if he is trying to solve a difficult chess problem.

But even though her body is a chessboard for him to display his skills, she is not a pawn without her own will. She holds onto his shoulder, slightly twists her hips, using her softness to rub the most dangerous yet most vulnerable part of him. “It’s your charm that’s lacking.”

The man squinted, his cold eyes becoming even darker and more profound. He suddenly released the hands that were supporting her hips, allowing her body to slide down. As soon as her toes touched the ground, he turned her around and pressed her against the wall. In her panic, she could only use her hands to steady herself against the wall, but this created space for his right hand to slip under her armpit and around to her chest, while his left hand delved between her legs.

She instinctively wanted to struggle, but was helplessly trapped by his arms and chest. His right hand roughly kneaded her white, full bre*sts, pinching and teasing her already erect, sensitive nip*les. Meanwhile, his left hand moved surprisingly gently, his thumb slowly circling her clit*oris, while his middle finger traced the tender entrance, occasionally dipping into the moist passage.

The two completely different pleasures left Gu Yetong dizzy and disoriented. She couldn’t tell if her writhing body was trying to escape his torment or inviting him to delve deeper. As the nectar in her flower-like opening became more abundant, his fingers delved deeper and deeper, yet they couldn’t fill the emptiness spreading in her lower abdomen. Unwilling.

Biting her lip, she forcefully swallowed the moan that was about to escape, then, gathering her courage, she half-turned and suddenly reached out to grasp the heat pressing against her rear.

She may lack skill, but she understands strategy. A man with both hands occupied must give up a position if he wants to stop her.

She randomly stroked the thick, long shaft up and down, satisfied to hear the man’s breathing behind her start to become heavy, even more satisfied with the rhythm of the hand between her legs becoming erratic. The deliberately teasing nonchalance vanished, his warm palm covering her flower, his middle and index fingers fully entering her passage, roughly thrusting back and forth.

She liked the feel of his palm; compared to the unpredictable fingers, the solid palm was warmer and more reassuring. She could move more freely, searching for and caressing the softest, most intoxicating spots, building up pleasure within her at her own pace.

But she couldn’t enjoy her victory for long; she had forgotten that men have another deadly weapon. The breath that brushed past her ear made her shiver all over, and the flower bud held by his fingers couldn’t help but contract. The man didn’t hold back and let out a low moan, which fell on her ear and made her heart beat irregularly.

“My palms are all sweaty.” The man whispered softly in her ear, taking advantage of the moment to kiss the skin behind her ear, “Can I go in?”

The tingling sensation from afar gradually spread throughout her body. Jin Nanting was never a talkative man, not even in bed. His seemingly gentlemanly concern was always purposeful. As expected, his fingers slowly withdrew, ignoring the reluctant pleas of her tender flesh, and turned to grasp her wrist, preventing her from causing trouble with her own equally unbearable vulnerability.

What does he want to hear?
To hear her beg him to go faster? Harder? To penetrate her, to fill her, to make her stop all her thinking?
She would never beg him, he should know that.
But she also doesn’t dare provoke him. She never doubts the man’s patience and composure, and compared to him, she is clearly inexperienced. She is unsure how many more tricks he has to continue teasing and tormenting her.
She hates the feeling of being out of control.

“How would I know if I don’t try?” she finally said through gritted teeth. The man behind her chuckled softly but didn’t move immediately. Just when she thought he was going to use some trick to force her to surrender, the hot iron-like rod suddenly thrust deep inside her, almost crashing into her core in one go.

The sudden invasion made the flower hole instinctively clench around his meat stick, but it couldn’t stop the thick, long monster from thrusting in and out between the layers of flower flesh. With each thrust from the man, Gu Yetong felt her body becoming softer and softer, and she could only lean against the wall with her forehead resting on her hand, her face turning red at the sounds she couldn’t help but make.

At the moment the rod was pulled out, she almost collapsed to the ground due to losing her support, but just as she was about to fall, the man who was supposed to be her brother-in-law flipped her over and thrust into her fiercely.