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Chapter 23 Part 2 Grace Returns for More

Eric let his mother hold his hand, but his eyes were glued to her enormous rear.

His Adam's apple bobbed.

He'd inherited his father's bulk and lust; at eighteen he already sported a little belly, and watching his father screw right in front of him only made his own itch worse.

Normally, when his father stayed out or brought women home, his mother would come to him.

Those were his favorite times.

He could slide his small cock into her big pussy and thrust like his father did with other women.

Though he was just a spoon stirring a flower vase, she always acted like she enjoyed it, which convinced him that he could please her.

He'd been content with that.

Tonight was different.

His mother showed no reaction to the scene before her, even a kind of detachment.

He could see her attention was elsewhere.

In truth, Grace's mind held only one figure: the fleeting glimpse she'd caught of Liam Lee before he went upstairs.

She could never forget that boy's fierce shaft, how it had filled every emptiness inside her.

Since the night she'd slept with him, every evening in bed her mind replayed the sight of him pounding her fat pussy.

His iron‑hard rod rampaged through her slutty hole, prying apart folds of flesh until she nearly fainted.

She had been like a sow beneath him, yet not only hadn't she resisted she'd reveled in it.

Thinking of it now made her juices run uncontrollably and her longing twist into a pain no one could soothe.

Night after night she slipped her hand between her thighs under the covers, trying to calm the fire.

Sometimes she went to Eric's room, hoping he could stand in for Liam.

But no matter how she tried to feel that small shaft inside her, no matter how she twisted her body and faked rapture, she couldn't reach the edge of release.

How could such a tiny thing compare to that boy's towering dragon?

Compared to the mind‑shattering orgasms he had beaten out of her on stage, her useless husband and equally useless son left her filled with bitter confusion.

"Mom… I want…"

Eric's hand crept up to knead her breast.

His eyes devoured the darkness between her legs where the gown clung.

She sighed inwardly at her son's pathetic need and shook her head.

"Not tonight, sweetheart.

"Mommy's not feeling well.

"Next time."

Disappointment clouded his eyes.

She noticed and, as his mother, couldn't ignore it entirely.

Drawing him to the plush sofa opposite his father, she comforted him.

"If there's anything you want, tell Mom and I'll buy it for you."

Maggie's whorish screams scraped at her nerves.

Grace fixed her gaze on the auction stage below, refusing to look at the slut on top of her husband or the pig beneath her.

Liam… Liam…

The name pulsed in her chest.

If not for the lack of a "proper reason" to approach him, she would have thrown herself at him long ago, offering up her hole.

Her desire burned hotter.

She was almost past bearing her need to see him.

Next door, Liam sat in the VIP box with Grandma Annie beside him, fiddling with his phone.

He was bored; nothing on the stage interested him.

"Next up is a more unusual lot," Natalie announced.

"This is said to be a virility pill refined by a Taoist.

"You can guess what it does from the name.

"There's only one, and we haven't tested it.

"Bid at your own risk; if it doesn't work, the Pavilion bears no responsibility.

"Starting bid, five hundred thousand."

She lifted a finely carved golden‑nanmu box, inside which rested a winter‑jujube‑sized black pill, dull and ordinary in appearance.

"One million."

The number flashed on the big screen.

The crowd gasped.

"My god, who's throwing money around like that?

"They don't even know if it works and they doubled the price?"

"He must be impotent.

"Let the sucker have it."

Mocking murmurs rippled through the hall, but no one else bid.

They all knew that paying so much for an unverified drug was asking to die without compensation.

"No more bids?

"One million once…

"Once, twice, three times… sold.

"Congratulations to the buyer of this pill."

The crisp strike of the gavel sealed the lot.

The buyer was none other than Victor Qi, still clutching Maggie.

Seeing him win the pill, she fluttered her lashes.

"Victor, ahh… your cock's so big why do you need pills… ohhh… you're killing me…"

He gripped her slender waist with both hands and chuckled.

"This is for currying favor with important people, not for me.

"Qi, take this pill over to Young Master Li.

"Make sure you talk me up… and if necessary well, you know.

"Serve him properly, understood?"

He hadn't forgotten the incident not long ago, when he'd crossed Liam.

Only afterward had he learned that this eighteen‑year‑old's background was unfathomable, strong enough that even his own superior had to give way, and Victor had nearly lost his seat.

Fear gnawed at him now; he had to appease the boy.

"I know what to do."

Grace's smile deepened.

She deliberately thrust her chest a bit higher, the neckline drooping to expose more white skin.

Taking the lot, she nodded calmly while her heart leapt.

For once, she found her husband tolerable he had just created the perfect excuse for her to see Liam.

She rose alone, told Eric to stay put, and sauntered from the room, feigning nonchalance.

The moment she stepped into the corridor, a genuine, radiant smile broke across her face.

She quickened her pace.

She couldn't wait another second.

When she opened the neighboring box, the first thing she saw wasn't Liam with his phone, but the mature woman on the other end of the sofa.

In Grace's eyes she looked about forty‑five, with silver hair styled smooth and glossy over her shoulders, making her skin look even whiter.

She wore a long brown trench coat down to her ankles, but it couldn't hide the staggering curves beneath.

Her H‑cup chest bulged the front into two round hills.

A slim belt cinched her waist; below that her hips swelled into a massive curve, obvious even while she sat.

Most striking were the calves showing below the coat's hem, wrapped in black lace garter stockings.

The lace tops shivered with her breath, exuding the bold charm of an older seductress.

Remembering the investigation she'd done on Liam, Grace realized at once this was his grandmother, Annie.

Liam, in a white hoodie and jeans, sat beside her in a single sofa, clear‑featured and absorbed in his phone, seemingly oblivious to Grace's entrance.

He had been surprised, but seeing the pill in her hand, he quickly understood.

When he'd heard its supposed effect, he'd been tempted.

But he couldn't very well bid on such an item in front of Grandma, so he had watched it go with regret.

Now he understood exactly why Grace had come.

Very few women he'd fucked didn't crave a second taste of that life‑and‑death brink.

Remembering how haughty she'd been at their first meeting at the tea exhibition, he was curious what face she would show this time.

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