Chapter 264
Although Liu Qian knew she didn’t have to pee, she was still convinced that something was about to gush out of her.
Having Chenyang kiss her down there was already mortifying enough. If she actually gushed right in front of him, she would be absolutely humiliated.
Liu Qian didn’t want to embarrass herself in front of Chenyang. She didn’t want him to see her lose control like that.
But sometimes, the very things you try to prevent are the ones that are most inevitable.
The very instant she tried to pull away and run, the pent-up pressure between her legs, spurred on by the movement of Chenyang’s fingers, rocketed to its absolute limit.
The next moment, the invisible volcano inside her erupted uncontrollably.
The moment she let go, a wave of exquisite, numbing pleasure washed over Liu Qian’s entire body.
Her body, now limp and weak, sank uncontrollably back onto the sofa.
Her beautiful legs, spread open instinctively, trembled with every contraction of her hips. Her pale, delicate feet, suspended in the air, suddenly clenched tight.
A crystal-clear stream gushed out, running down Chenyang’s fingers.
It got all over Chenyang’s hand, his arm, and even the floor.
Yet the pleasure didn’t stop when the gushing ended. In fact, it grew even more intense.
Her rounded backside was no longer just contracting; it was now twitching, almost spasming.
Her two pale, beautiful legs, with no support whatsoever, went rigid and hung suspended in the air.
The sight of it all left Liu Qian feeling utterly mortified.
But at the same time, it also brought her a pleasure she had never experienced before.
’This feels so good!’
It felt as though she hadn’t just released her body’s nectar, but also all the loneliness and desire that had been bottled up inside her for more than ten years.
And it wasn’t just an indescribable pleasure she received, but also a delightful sense of fulfillment that chased away all her emptiness.
This endless pleasure made her moans grow involuntarily higher and more intense.
"Ah... I’m... I’m flying."
"This feels so good... Chenyang, you’re amazing. I’ve... ah... I’ve never felt this good before."
Chenyang grinned. "Still think lovemaking is a painful affair?"
Liu Qian shook her head vigorously. "No! This is the most wonderful, most amazing feeling in the world. My sister was lying to me all along. This is too good... I can’t even describe it."
"You just mentioned your sister lied to you. What did she lie about?"
Chenyang smiled and walked closer, caressing her pale, beautiful legs as he asked the question.
After the brief release, Liu Qian had recovered slightly from the overwhelming pleasure. She lay slumped against the sofa, letting Chenyang caress her as she told him all about her sister’s lies.
After listening, Chenyang raised an eyebrow. "Was your sister hurt in a relationship years ago? Why else would she fill your head with all this negative stuff?"
"At first, it was because my dad used to hit my mom. That’s what made her afraid of men. She was worried I’d end up with a bad man too, so she filled my head with those ideas. Later on... I guess she must have been hurt by a man herself, just like you said."
"’You guess?’ You’re her sister, and you don’t know if she was hurt?"
"I don’t know. I just remember there was a time she started dressing up a lot. She’d sneak smiles while looking at messages on her phone. But not long after, she was like a completely different person. I’d often find her hiding in her room, crying. After that, she started hating men even more."
"So she’s still not married or anything?"
"Nope. We’re both committed to being single. Our mom worries about it constantly. She’s even threatened to kill herself to get us to go on blind dates. But my sister and I always found a way to get out of it."
Hearing this, Chenyang couldn’t help but give a wry smile. "Your sister is going to ruin both of your chances at happiness. But, I suppose you can’t blame her completely. Your parents are a factor, and so are you."
Liu Qian frowned. "I’m the victim here. How can you blame me?"
Chenyang held up his hands. "When you were young, I can see how her ideas might have made you biased about relationships. But as you got older and experienced more of the world, didn’t you ever think to test if her theories were actually true?
You’re a beautiful woman; I’m sure men hit on you when you were in school and at work. Are you telling me not a single one of them ever caught your eye? If you had just tried dating one of them, just to see what it was like, I doubt your sister’s words would still have such a hold on you.
Besides, even if you didn’t try it yourself, you must have had friends who were in relationships, right? Did none of those women ever tell you how sweet it is to be in love, or how amazing it feels to... do *that*?!"