Sexy Seduction
作者: River Popping© WebNovel
章 1: Chapter 1 Godfather
My best friend of eight years jumped off a building.
Before she died, she had given me a bag worth tens of thousands.
Back then she drove a Porsche 911, frequented luxurious malls, and in winter, she'd strut around in miniskirts, high heels, and fur—so damn slutty it was outrageous!
Lin Guoguo told me, "To be a mistress, you've gotta be a bit slutty—it's what sets us apart in the Beijing Circle from the Cantonese Circle!"
Those Cantonese Circle folks like refinement, but the fat-bellied, old and greasy men of the Beijing Circle, they prefer it straightforward!
The sisters all envied her for having a pair of natural "peach" buttocks, and with her little waist technique, she stood out from the crowd.
What these clients couldn't stop bragging about was just that—they said she was great in bed, had a firm and pink ass that quivered on impact, making them unable to resist taking a bite.
Three days ago, on the proudest night of Lin Guoguo's life, she called me in tears.
When I saw her on the hospital roof, she had cried herself into a mess of tears, full of regret.
In the end, right before my eyes, holding the hospital HIV test report, she jumped from the hospital roof!
We women have no family background, no education, no skills—just a pretty face.
When momma first got me into the business, she pinched my breasts and said they were the most standard teardrop shape—full, perky and pink, like a goddamn meal ticket from heaven!
I too hooked up with my current sugar daddy because of this advantage.
My sugar daddy is more than twenty years older than me but maintains his looks and physique well and looks younger than those around forty.
He made his fortune from the casino business, then hit the jackpot when he bought several plots of land to develop. Before the buildings were even erected, a demolition policy came down, and the land value skyrocketed, earning him a fortune and making him a famous real estate tycoon in Guangdong.
People say business and government shouldn't cross, but that's because you haven't encountered someone with enough money.
When Master Zhao was at his most powerful, his fleet had matching license plates—officials had to give way to him and respectfully call him Master Zhao.
I used his connections to expose the guy keeping Lin Guoguo.
He fell from grace!
I attended the court hearing, and there he was, a fat man with a bald head. He didn't say a word, his head almost buried in his chest, the picture of despair!
He knew he was the one who passed HIV to Lin Guoguo, and now, he was screwed!
My sugar daddy spoiled me, but he liked to torture me at night!
He wasn't much good in bed, sometimes even drugs wouldn't help him get it up—the doctor said it was due to his excesses when he was young.
But he couldn't quit his lust for women—if that didn't work, he'd use toys instead, getting off on whips, candles, whatever was stimulating, the more miserable a woman screamed, the more excited he got.
After each "favor" from him, I was swollen and red downstairs, unable to get out of bed for days!
Pulling off such a big stunt this time, saying I wasn't nervous would be a lie. But Lin Guoguo had helped me when I was at my lowest—I couldn't just sit back and see the bastard who ruined her get off scot-free.
After leaving the courthouse, I checked on my sugar daddy's schedule, then went back to the villa he bought for me.
He liked to play kinky, so the second floor of the villa had two rooms: one filled with all kinds of fancy lingerie, the other stuffed with all varieties of whips, toys, a torture chair, and even a swing.
To keep him hooked, I even dared to invest in the most delicate parts of a woman, I got a piercing on my clit, decorated with a few diamonds. They dazzled against my pink flesh under the light, looking especially pretty.
His favorite thing was watching me spread my legs in crotchless panties, playing with myself with a toy and moaning for him.
Secretary Yan told me he'd be coming over after a dinner around nine tonight.
I rushed to shower before he got back, slipped into a bunny girl outfit with a seductive twist, and black crotchless lace panties.
I had intended to trim that newly sprouted fuzz down there, but just as I was about to take off my underwear, the sound of a car entering from downstairs reached my ears.
My heart tightened, and I quickly turned off the room's light.
The room plunged into darkness, with only the shattered light from outside the sheer curtain barely allowing me to make out the outlines of things.
I walked to the corner of the staircase, listening to the footsteps drawing near, and the moment he climbed the stairs, I pounced, sending us both tumbling onto the chaise lounge by the railing.
"There's a spot that's feeling uncomfortable, sugar daddy, can you help me check it out?" I coiled around his neck like a water snake, cooing seductively into his ear.
For some reason, I felt that tonight he was different from usual, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.
Usually, he doted on me, as I knew how to cater to his tastes and act coquettishly, and this was the first time I encountered him being indifferent to my advances.
I thought he must have caught wind of what I did during the day and was deliberately giving me the cold shoulder.
Seeing that he didn't respond, I went all out, tearing open his clothes and kissing my way down from his neck.
When Sugar Daddy was young, he too was a crime boss who reigned supreme; even in his fifties, he maintained his physique well, but what I didn't expect was that after a short business trip without seeing him, his abs had become noticeably more defined.
I lingered the tip of my tongue on his lower abdomen, while reaching down to unbuckle his belt.
Once I pulled it open, his thing sprung out, and I wrapped my lips around it bit by bit and took it into my mouth.
A man's junk is most sensitive, especially the slit on top; sucking hard could drive one to the edge of ecstasy. Of course, deep throating is the most gratifying, that complete enveloping feeling drives men wild with conquest and satisfaction.
But I didn't take him in all the way at once; rather, I teased him bit by bit with my tongue, building up his desire. Playing with a guy's thing is like kite flying; you've got to let out and pull in the string, give 'em just enough to hunger for more but not enough to get full. Leave 'em hanging, yearning, that's when you got them in the palm of your hand, willing to agree to just about anything.
I felt his size growing bit by bit in my mouth, becoming burning hot and rock hard. After teasing him a few times, I brought his hand down to feel how drenched I was.
As I heard the rumble in his throat, he suddenly grabbed my shoulders, and then came a dizzying whirl. When the spinning stopped, I found myself pinned under him on the couch, his thing poised against me, ready to burst.
I knew he couldn't hold back any longer and was about to come clean about my daytime indiscretions, but to my surprise, he cut me off before I could even speak.
"I don't know what's making you uncomfortable, but I do know you're playing with fire right now."
That voice was cold, deep, and magnetic, but when it reached my ears, I froze. It was nothing like Master Zhao's!
I reached out to turn on the light, but my phone suddenly rang at that moment.
The hallway was pitch black, the name "Sugar Daddy" glaringly bright on the lit screen. I stood frozen for five or six seconds until his teasing voice asked from the darkness if I wasn't going to answer, and, as if possessed, I actually followed his suggestion and pressed accept.
"Are you home? I had someone go back to grab the Dongheng land acquisition papers for me, have you seen him?"
"No, I haven't seen him," I instinctively denied, until I realized that my tone might have sounded too eager. I quickly added, "Could he be stuck in traffic, or maybe something happened? Are you in a hurry? Do you want me to deliver it personally?"
"No need, I'm on my way back, I'll be home shortly."
My eyelid twitched, and my heart leaped to my throat, but I dared not show it, promptly replying "okay" before hanging up the phone. I didn't even have time to ask who he was. I just urgently pushed him away.
"Tonight's a big misunderstanding. I mistook you for someone else. I don't know how long you've been with Master Zhao, but you know what he's like. If you don't want to die, you'd better understand what to say and what not to say. You need to get out of here now, leave this place. Later, you can think of any excuse you like, but you can't say you've been to this villa."
I explained everything to him in a cold rush, eager to get him out.
But just as I was dragging him to the door, ready to open it, two harsh beams of light suddenly shone through the side window.
I shuddered, and the next thing I knew, I heard the sound of a car engine shutting off and doors being pushed open outside—
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