As dinner was almost ready, Jiang Rou arrived.

Wang Dahai placed the dishes on the table, all were Jiang Rou's favorites.

The large room held only the two of them.

With no one else around, Jiang Rou felt less restrained.

"Dahai, when will you come and live with me?"

Jiang Rou looked at him with anticipation.

Since she moved out and rented her own place, she no longer felt dependent on others.

But living alone, she would feel lonely at night.

Especially when she occasionally heard Zhou Qian and her boyfriend making love, the feeling of loneliness reached its peak in those moments.

Wang Dahai patted the back of her hand and said, "I'll come over after my sister-in-law's affairs are settled."

"Okay."

Jiang Rou nodded gently and did not press any further.

She was also aware of the serious situation between Zhang Hao and Lin Wanqiu.

After a satisfying meal, Jiang Rou did not leave.

They hadn't dated in a long time, and moments like these, when no one else was home, were very rare.

Holding expectations in her heart, Jiang Rou looked at him with shy eyes, her glance flitting away.

Counting the time, it had been a while not only since their last date but also since they were intimate.

Even the last time they met was three to five days ago.

Though still a virgin, Jiang Rou, having cohabited with Wang Dahai for so long, had already experienced the joy of being a woman.

The reason she kept asking when Wang Dahai would come to live with her was actually an unspoken desire to be close to him.

As a woman, she felt embarrassed to say it directly.

She hadn't told Wang Dahai that every night, unable to sleep, her body was like a furnace, scorching hot, desperately needing a man to cool her down.

Now that it was after dinner and it was just the two of them at home, she naturally found herself looking forward to that.

How could Wang Dahai not see it?

He smiled and said, "I'll wash the dishes."

"I'll help you!"

Jiang Rou quickly got up and started clearing the dishes to the kitchen.

One washed the dishes while the other cleaned the stove, with Jiang Rou a bit distracted, her mind filled with images of Wang Dahai pressing her down, lifting up her legs, and burying his head between her legs, pleasuring her with his tongue.

Thinking about it turned her face even redder, and her body slowly started to react.

When Wang Dahai finished wiping the stove and came up behind her, she didn't even notice.

It wasn't until he embraced her from behind that she jolted, finally realizing his presence.

"Dahai…"

"Did you miss me these past nights?"

Wang Dahai's chest pressed against her back, and the thin clothes did nothing to block the heat between them.

He slid his hands under her clothes, flipped up her bra, and seized her proud fullness, squeezing firmly.

Jiang Rou's upper body softened under his touch, and the plate she was holding dropped into the sink.

She quickly braced herself against the basin, breathing short and embarrassed, "Yes, I missed you."

"Where did you miss me?" Wang Dahai asked with a smirk, pinching her now erect nipples between his thumb and forefinger, whispering temptations into her ear.

As he asked, he extended his tongue and lightly licked her earlobe.

Jiang Rou felt her entire side go numb, waves of electric sensations making her knees weaken.

If it weren't for Wang Dahai's hold on her, she would have already been on the floor.

Hearing his embarrassingly intimate question, Jiang Rou said in discomfort, "Don't be like that, it makes me shy."

Her coquettish, bashful demeanor instantly ignited a flame in Wang Dahai's heart.

He nibbled on Jiang Rou's earlobe, causing her neck to break out in goosebumps as she kept retracting her neck, trying to pull away.

Jiang Rou had come straight after work, still dressed in her bodycon skirt and white shirt.

Her shirt, already snug-fitting, clung to her well-proportioned figure without a crease to spare.

At this moment, Wang Dahai's hands were wandering inside, the buttons at her chest were nearly popping open, and two mounds of snow-white flesh seemed as if they were about to burst forth.

"Mmm, ah~"

Propelled from behind by Wang Dahai, Jiang Rou's abdomen was pressed against the kitchen counter, and the unguarded fullness of her chest was roughly kneaded, plunging her into an ocean of pleasure.

Crash!

Wang Dahai suddenly freed one hand and grabbed her thigh, lifting it up and flipping her bodycon skirt open in one swift motion.

The black stockings encasing her buttocks were instantly revealed.

Under the black stockings were the full, curved cheeks, and just below the cleavage, a matching triangle of little intimates peeked out, leaving a desirous imprint under the stockings.

The bodycon skirt was flipped up to her waist, her knees pressing against the cabinet, her buttocks slightly sagging, and her legs were curved inward.

This posture sent Wang Dahai's inner beast surging up in an instant.

He released the peaks in his grasp and his palm gently slid over the side of her waist, then slowly squatted down behind her.

"Dahai..."

Taking advantage of this brief respite, she propped herself up and looked back.

Seeing Wang Dahai squatting right beneath her backside, she immediately guessed what was coming, her face flushing with two spots of red as she said timidly, "Don't... Ah!"

Wang Dahai suddenly seized her buttocks violently, and with a fierce grip, her upper body softened and slumped down again.

Rip!

The black stockings over her rear were torn open by Wang Dahai in one swift motion.

The little intimates underneath were also pushed aside by him.

Wang Dahai held her plump buttocks, jerking them upwards sharply, forcing her weak legs to straighten as well.

The pristine jade gate, devoid of a single blade of grass, now glistened like it was coated with a layer of lip gloss, wet and radiant, beautifully dazzling.

"So beautiful!"

Wang Dahai exclaimed in admiration.

The tenderness and purity, like that of a young girl, made him fall deeply.

He gripped her buttocks and gently pried them apart; the delicate pink inside began to show a little.

The constant secretion of pearly nectar deeply stimulated his senses.

Feeling Wang Dahai's actions and his burning gaze, Jiang Rou's shame soared to its limits.

She felt as if she were stripped naked and thrown on the street for public judgment.

Inside, she was overwhelmed by a strong sense of humiliation.

"Dahai, stop looking, I feel so embarrassed," she said, lying on the counter, her hands covering her face.

Wang Dahai chuckled and extended a finger, slowly inserting it into her tender flesh.

The moment he touched it, the warm and slippery sensation made his heart flutter, and he couldn't help but thrust his finger in forcefully.

"Ah!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

Jiang Rou's reaction was intense; her chest heaved under her shirt, and her legs trembled uncontrollably.

Wang Dahai could even feel the tight contractions on his fingertip.

Her cries were strong, her voice melodic, filled with joy.

Wang Dahai slowly withdrew his finger, spread her large buttocks open to watch the gushing spring spill forth, and then bent down to plant a kiss with his tongue.

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