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Chapter 18 Part 2 Ambition, Garages, and Girls
"Yeah, you were loud. I was finishing the plan and kept hearing you and the workers laughing," I joked along.
"So you blame me? Believe I'll kick you out," she pouted playfully.
"Who'd dare? I'm serving you… but…" I set down the towel, smirked, and suddenly yanked her up out of the water.
"Ah, Yayi, what are you doing?" Ignoring her half‑mock scolding, I pinned her wet body to the balcony railing and seized her heavy breasts, no matter how many hands had feasted on them.
"Master ought to call you that… Jie and I compared notes on you. As your assistant, let me show you what's different between me and the workers eight‑packs aren't everything," I said, sliding my straining shaft into her warm, water‑slicked heat.
"Yayi… god… how are you… different from last time…"
"Like it, Miss? After your 'street sweep'… I realized… not everyone deserves you…" The mix of hot water and nectar made me groan too.
"Then… what a… surprise… god… better than those… workers…"
This was our first time since we'd split. All this time, her hole had driven me crazy.
"Born slut… I've held back so many nights… and you go get gangbanged to taunt me…"
"Haha… you didn't… go out? So devoted… come on… keep going… am I supposed to be scared?"
"I want everyone who just had you to hear that their slut is getting it even better now," I said, nuzzling her ear, rubbing cheek to cheek.
"Yayi… take me… I want more… mm… fill me… ah… Jie… so good… you fuck me so good… Jie…"
She cried Yun Huijie's name again, and something in me snapped. Time to go harder. I pushed inch by inch; her tunnel yielded under me. The construction site was in full view; pleasure mounted, rose to my brain, and the words I'd wanted to say burst out.
"Hahaha… Miss… I'm so glad I get to fuck you tonight… Lin Xiong… tomorrow I'll present your daughter well‑used… Hahaha! Yun Huijie, fuck you, I'm using your girlfriend… the slut of all men! Slut!"
I screamed myself hoarse, dumping out frustration and work fatigue.
To my surprise, she echoed me: "Ah… to hell with that tour… I'm done with it… damn… Jie… I let so many play… what a pity you weren't there… ah! Ah!!"
Lights flicked on at the site someone had heard. We only laughed harder.
Finally, in that frenzy, she kissed my face.
My heart leapt; I kissed her cheek, then leaned in for her lips.
"Don't." She pulled back, shook her head; in her lust‑bright eyes flashed displeasure and a hint of reprimand.
Lips were for boyfriends here that was the rule. Sex was casual; kissing was for love, and love demanded exclusivity for life, unless death parted you.
In the end, I didn't cum in that hole that had collected the world's seed. I sprayed across her back and buttocks, then turned her around and painted her breasts a mark that I'd been there.
"Hahaha… Yayi… I'll raise your pay!" She burrowed into my arms; I held her. It felt like a dream.
"How would you describe her nature?" Yun had asked at the restaurant.
"Great gets along with everyone, no airs, maybe too fond of play."
"True. But if she ever shows real feeling, you'll be shocked," he'd said, gazing out the window.
"Miss?"
The world seemed to hush; only the wind remained. She lay in my arms, still and then I heard a faint sob.
Startled, I lifted her face; her nose sniffled, her eyes reddening, swelling with tears.
"What's wrong?" I was rattled. I'd never imagined she'd cry against my shoulder.
"It's nothing… Yayi… I'm fine…" She quickly pulled herself together and smiled, but tears still rolled down.
"Did someone bully you? Was it Yun Huijie? Tell me I'll deal with him." I was rambling.
She laughed. "Don't talk nonsense. I'm fine. He wouldn't dare. So, are your materials ready? Tomorrow, it's all on you."
"Don't worry. I'm one hundred percent confident."
"Then I'll call you 'General Manager Chen' later," she joked. "Pity you don't have a pretty girlfriend bring her to meet my dad and your odds would go up. He's… that way…"
"I'm going up with you."
"And say what? I only opened the door; the rest is on you. Enough. It's late. Sleep morning comes early."
On the sofa I still couldn't share her bed I tossed and turned, thinking: this nympho had another side.
Why had she cried? Joy? Being moved? Delight? Or resentment? Sorrow? Resignation?
What was I to her? A friend? A subordinate? Or, bluntly, just a living, sizeable toy?
Nothing more happened that night.
At dawn, I dressed; she pulled on the red dress.
"How do I look? Meeting my dad I have to dress properly," she said, doing her hair and makeup.
A strange feeling: in my old world, this sort of scene belonged to a son‑in‑law and wife going to meet a father. Casual bedmates didn't have moments like this.
But here… we could be openly intimate even in front of her boyfriend. Her body was too easy; everything else was too hard.
She'd said I should find a girlfriend but who? No matter how much seed a woman took here, it meant nothing. And she was the goddess of seed.
"These spots are wide twice the size of the regular ones." Our section was at the back, with four bays. Three already held cars. The black sedan in the middle was surely Lin Xiong's. He was in early.
The fourth space held a flaming red two‑seat coupe, compact and low; I could hear the faint ticking of its cooling exhaust.
"These are reserved others can't park here. I can only use them if they're empty," she said, taking off her shades to touch up her makeup.
"That car also Mr. Lin's?"
"No. Sister Lanrui's."
"Isn't she just a personal assistant?"
"Who says assistants can't own cars? She handles everything including the cars. This one was my dad's birthday gift to her."
A birthday gift, sitting in a reserved bay. That elegant qipao beauty had a wild side too did she street‑race at night?
Beyond the bays, a private lift went up directly to the boss's suite. Few people came and went, but every one of them looked sharp and polished.
"Miss, Mr. Chen you're here? Mr. Lin said you can go straight up."
It was Xiao Ding, the assistant we'd met at Naked Paradise. In a black suit today, her tall frame made for a perfect power‑skirt cut, crisp and sultry at once.
"Oh? Xiao Ding, is Mr. Lin busy upstairs?"
"Several schools sent over their girls today. He's selecting next year's beneficiaries."
"I see. We'll head up. And those three?"
"Business magazine interviewers, with headliner Liu Xiaoyu among them. To match Mr. Lin's tastes, she brought two colleagues. It's not their turn yet; he sent them to interview the business units and visit the showroom. They're waiting for someone to escort them down."
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