[Toru Amuro] Those years when I worked at Poirot

While drooling, I stared intently at the pizza on the table.

This color, this aroma, is not inferior to the chef of a five-star hotel. It took him more than ten minutes to prepare two servings, plus pork ribs for Haro. This man is really good at everything except giving birth.

As a foodie, I was completely overwhelmed by the delicious food, and ate up the whole plate like a storm. He didn't eat fast, his eyes glanced at me from time to time, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be upturned.

"It's actually possible to make pizza at home, but I haven't seen you use an oven?" I used a fork to pick up a small piece of sausage left, savoring the burnt aftertaste.

He put down the fork in his hand and raised his eyebrows at me: "This is not pizza, it's called Flambé, it's a French delicacy, to be precise, it's a way of cooking, it's flavored with wine, it can be used in any rich You ate all the starchy ingredients and thought you were eating pizza?"

I kept my mouth shut and poked the sausage repeatedly with a fork in embarrassment.

I was not completely unaware that this dish is much thinner and softer than pizza, with a very delicate and lingering taste. I thought it was the incomplete tools at home that formed this unique delicacy by accident, and I didn’t think so much about it.

Really, how can I always lose the chain in front of him.

I stuffed the battered sausage into my mouth, and Harrow ate the bones, and sensibly dragged the plate to the sink.

Amuro stood up, put away the empty dishes on the table and stacked them by the sink, and I volunteered to do the dishes.

He didn't object, and carried Haro back to the bedroom. I let go of the faucet and observed his kitchen while repeating the familiar washing work.

So neat.Everything is in good order. Although the tiles on the floor are not bright, they are also very clear and clean. The kitchen utensils and tableware are all neatly arranged, and the rags are hung dryly on the wall. This is a neatness that I have never achieved in my whole life.

It's embarrassing enough.I also thought of the first time he went to my house and saw the socks hanging on the closet and the stove covered with bread crumbs. I don’t know how he complained at that time.

I sighed, suddenly my hands trembled, and the hairs all over my body stood on end like electricity.

Suddenly something hot came close behind him, and a warm breath sprayed on the pinna.

Seven "What are you thinking?" He didn't know when he was lurking behind me, his two slender and powerful arms wrapped around my waist, and his chest was tightly pressed against my back.

My whole body was stiff, and when I let go of my hand, the plate fell into pieces in the sink.

I instinctively reached out to pick it up, and he took my arm, wiped my ear with his lips and said, "Don't worry about it, I've slept well, and I've eaten enough, let's do some interesting activities next... ...."

Did this blatant pervert declaration really come out of his mouth?

"You, didn't you promise to take me home... I... I have to go home..." I tried to grab his arms, but they remained motionless , even tighter and tighter, squeezing my crotch painfully.

Is he planning to force the overlord to attack?How shameless!

I twisted desperately under his shackles, but he seemed even more excited, and actually laughed softly.

Hey, is this person really a police officer? How did he pass the moral test?

But he seems a little weird...

"Please, please let me go, Mr. Amuro." I still couldn't escape his restraint, "Hello! Hello!"

I was so helpless that I pinned all my hopes on a puppy.

Nothing moved in the room.

"Hello, it's asleep, stop shouting." His lips shifted to my cheek, and he pecked lightly.

Why does this scene look so much like a couple who haven't had sex for a long time, sneaking out in the kitchen while the child is asleep?

His kisses began to grow wildly, all the way down my temples, one hand remained in a restrained position, and the other slipped from below into my top, squirming along the belly to the front of the chest.

I grasped his hand that was protruding into the corset with both hands, almost with all my strength, but it only paused for a moment.

Why is this guy so energetic?

He snorted contemptuously, completely ignoring my resistance.

"Don't... please don't do this!" The dense kisses printed on one cheek made my brain go blank, I felt like I was dreaming, but the fiery hand pressed against the skin burned my whole body up.

"Don't..." I trembled, almost crying.

I'm scared.It's not that his behavior disgusts me, on the contrary, I long for his caress secretly in my heart, which is why I'm afraid.

No, he is just testing you, don't forget your setting, you have a boyfriend!

"Actually, you like it very much, don't you?" He whispered in my ear bewitchingly.

In the brief moment when I relax with a shudder, his hand jerks upwards and rips off my corset.

That's right, it was a pull. There was a throbbing pain in my shoulder within the tolerable range, and when the pain dissipated slightly, his hand had already covered my left chest.

I shrank all over my body, and the place pressed by his hand reacted naturally...

"Aren't you very excited?" He said with a smile, his five fingers contracted, and I couldn't help crying out.

"..." I squeezed that hand hard, but I was powerless because of shame. He suddenly let go of the hand that had been pressing on my waist, grabbed my chin and lifted it up, letting me lean into his arms, and then He lowered his head and kissed my lips from behind.

From the moment he started touching me, I was like a lost doll, almost at his mercy, I don't think he did it because he liked me, he was just testing me, but I was very disappointed I felt a little bit of enjoyment, and I was so powerless to resist...

But why is his kiss so hot?So hot that every description seems clichéd.

If he keeps kissing like this, I will have to wear a mask to work tomorrow.

I leaned limply in his arms, my chin hurt from being scratched, and the other place was not much better. There must be a tyrannical factor deep in this guy's personality, he seemed to want to crush me.

When he let go, I tasted blood, is it his blood or mine?Mouth has become numb to the point of not being able to tell.

I didn't want to resist anymore, my body had made an honest decision, and I let him pull down my pants, press me on the kitchen counter, and put my arms on the edge of the sink, with my back facing him.

I once read a report that most of the men who like this position for the first time are the type with a strong desire to conquer and a somewhat frenzied personality. Is this really his nature?

My hands were shaking, and I heard the zipper slide behind me.

Do you really want to do it?

His hot palm caressed my waist and pulled my panties aside, the hard and hot organ slipped in without any protection...

It hurts!

I couldn't help but let out a cry.

He stopped in amazement.

"You...?" His voice was full of disbelief.

I have never experienced this kind of experience before, but I also know that it will definitely not hurt so much, as if being torn apart, the only explanation is——

The original owner of my body is still a virgin...

This is something I didn't expect.

How is it possible for a beautiful American woman to be a virgin at this age?

My astonishment was no less than his.

This is something I didn't expect.

"This is really...an unexpected harvest." His tone was no longer surprised, but there was a kind of madness that frightened me.

I started struggling to get up.No, it is impossible for me to have that kind of relationship with him under such circumstances...

And his verification should also be over. Since I am still a virgin, the fact that I am pretending to be a boyfriend and girlfriend with Subaru Okiya is very clear. He can stop...

However, a heart-piercing pain suddenly hit me. I was so painful that my whole body was twitching, and I couldn't help crying.

He stabbed them all in.

It hurts!

He must be crazy.

My body was forced to stick to the cold and hard sink, and I still didn't have a clear understanding of the atrocities that happened to me.

Because I was frightened, and I lost the ability to think because of the pain. I couldn’t even believe it was true in a trance, but the touch of the object churning in my body was very real, and I could clearly feel that it broke through a certain Layers of viscous barriers swell and hit the depths that I dare not think about...

I was raped.

It took about two or three minutes for me to wake up to this fact.So I tried my best to resist, but to no avail.

He is extremely strong, and seems to have been added by some crazy emotion, his arms are like cast iron, and I am in a restrained and awkward position, and I can't exert much strength at all.

I don't remember how many times he thrust back and forth inside me, it was numb from the pain, I was humiliated, like a bitch, he hit me from behind, and I had to lift my hips to make myself less painful ——Although it looks like it's pandering.

I heard his low, somewhat wicked laugh.He patted my butt with some meaning, very lightly, but it made me look even more lecherous.My whole body trembled violently.

Who is this guy?Is he really Toru Amuro?

At this moment, he suddenly raised his hand, grabbed my hair scattered around my shoulders, and pulled my head back completely.

I screamed in pain, hoping to arouse a little bit of his conscience, but what I got in return was a more violent shock.

It hurts, it really hurts!The wound, which was already numb, started to hurt again, and I began to cry heart-piercingly, but he seemed to be more excited, turned me over, and my back was against the edge of the marble dining table. We face to face.

He parted my legs and penetrated again.

I didn't dare to look into his eyes, those evil purple pupils were terrifying like a devil, I was pinned between his scorching body and the cold dining table, trying to support the dining table with both hands to cushion the impact However, the strength could not be realized because of the posture. The only thing I could do was to wrap my arms around his neck and wrap my legs tightly around his waist.Still looking demanding, like begging you to fuck me hard.

I'm so ashamed that I want to die, but in order not to let my body bear too much impact, I can only do this...

At this moment, he once again let out an ambiguous low smile and kissed my lips.

Probably because of my obedience, his movements became gentler, and when his tongue entangled, I used the tip of my tongue to cater carefully, and his movements became gentler again.

As long as I show initiative, he's less brutal, I don't know why, but I maintain this humiliating position, almost merging with him, in order to give the opportunity for escape.

His kissing skills are not very good. Of course, as a woman who has no kissing experience, I am not qualified to comment.Probably he doesn't kiss people very often.Making love is one thing, kissing is another.A man can sleep with any woman he can see, but he won't kiss a woman he doesn't love, as many books say.

So does he love me?He almost gnawed my mouth out, but does he love me?Pure bullshit.

Opportunity to take advantage!

He leaned slightly to lick the side of my neck. I seized this rare opportunity and kicked him hard on the tailbone with my heel. His body convulsed—it must have hurt, I His strength is not small.

However, he didn't let go of me. I could smell the anger suddenly rising from his body. He dragged me to the living room in a fit of embarrassment, and pressed my face into the sofa cushion. Then, there was a new round of intrusion.

Then, another round.

This time, I didn't feel any pain at all. The warm liquid dripped down the inside of my thighs onto the carpet, and the furry surface of the cushion rubbed against my face, making it hard for me to breathe.The scalding hot stream erupted in his body, and after so much tossing, he finally ejaculated - if it wasn't for this scene, any girl would love him to death, such a long-lasting, it will definitely be exhilarating.

Are you finally free?I lifted my head from the cushion and he pulled away from me, but he didn't intend to let me go.

For I was horrified to see that terrible weapon inflated again.

"No—" I screamed, almost scrambling and running to his bedroom—it was closer, and I could duck in and lock the door.

God, I was completely naked and crawling on all fours like an animal, and every time I think about it afterward, I want to bang my head to death.The half-open bedroom is close at hand, and I am about to be safe, but before my fingers touch the door, he grabs me again. He grabs my arm like a sack and drags me He entered the bedroom and threw me on the bed—the same bed I was lying on just now.

I trembled as I watched him approach step by step.His figure completely enveloped me...

He fucked me twice more, and each time hot streams exploded at the entrance of the womb like lava.

God, am I going to be pregnant?

Why did things become like this?Who is he, and is he possessed by something?

My body can no longer withstand another round of violations, he has obviously lost his mind, or, he originally planned to torture me to death, and then throw my body into the wilderness.

Only this can explain his sudden loss of control.I tend to the first point, he has a ruthless side, but he is definitely not a pervert who sexually abuses women.

But why did he lose control, I can't figure it out.

The bed sheet under me was bright red, and I was bleeding again, and this blood was no longer the mark of a real woman, because it was almost an hour ago.

My bloody handprints and scratches were also printed on the wall next to the pillow. These shocking marks made him calm down a bit. He squatted on the bed, squinted his eyes, and stared at me with some doubts. It was just the heat in his eyes. , I am still afraid.

He won't just let me go...

There was a tearing throbbing pain in my lower body. I don't know if he would stab me in again or I would die, but I knew that I would pass out from the pain.

He held out an arm to me, grabbed my shoulders, and pulled me toward him.

I fell on his waist, the flat stomach, the flat six-pack abs, even in this scene, it looks very sexy and charming-why did he do such a thing, why did he break my beauty fantasy.I just wanted to secretly love him secretly.But now, everything is as if it has been bombed by an atomic bomb, and the land is deserted.

Next, I don't know why I did it.Perhaps driven by subconsciousness, or instinct, I raised my tear-stained face, gave him a pleading look, then lowered my head, and put my mouth around his clone.

He didn't pull me away, and didn't make any movements, the air was extremely quiet, only the sound of my sucking, lewd and unbearable.The thing kept getting hot and swollen in my mouth and palm, and then he gasped slightly for enjoyment. I closed my eyes and licked it instinctively.God, how could I be so shameless, I dare not think any more.

But I have to.He was clearly still lusty, and if it made him comfortable, he might stop poking my bruised pussy again and again.

And this posture is helpful for my escape.

The clothes are in the kitchen, and the kitchen is very close to the door. I just need to get out of this room before him, and I will be saved.

But he was really difficult to deal with, in every way.My lips and cheeks are numb, he has no intention of ejaculating yet, and his size is really amazing, it makes it difficult for me to breathe, and I have to retch a few times.

I don’t know how long it took, but the time I was waiting for finally came. I worked harder and teased him like a prostitute. Occasionally, I peeked at him, and found that he was staring at me intently, with a hint of enjoyment on his expression. A frivolous pleasure.

Only then did I realize that what he enjoys the most is actually the fact that I give him oral sex.Wouldn't he mistakenly think that I had pleasure during the whole process?

Just bite off his lifeblood.

But I dare not.If it really bites badly, he will definitely turn me into a mutilated corpse.

The hard front has already started to tremble, becoming more and more intense, and now I let go of my mouth, and with all my strength, I slap him across the face. There was a crisp sound of "pop".I didn't have time to look at his expression, so I jumped off the bed and fled in a hurry.

He didn't chase after me, I managed to get the clothes, and rushed out the door naked.

Fortunately, there was no one in the corridor, so I ran to an empty dark corner, reluctantly put on my clothes quickly, his door was still motionless, I looked back frequently and buttoned my clothes vigilantly, and ran downstairs quickly.I managed to escape, which is luck among misfortunes.

The author has something to say:

Touzi’s behavior is indeed a bit scumbag, but the reason is very complicated, and it is indeed stimulated by non-human factors: I remember reading a little science before, where lizards in America have toxins, which can stimulate people’s nerves, and have different effects on different people , can amplify people’s feelings—the more I talk about it, the more I feel that I watched it in a sci-fi movie. Anyway, this is Ke Xue’s world. , naturally has a very strong desire for the heroine. I didn't realize that since he left the villa, something was wrong with him, and his words were sometimes very explicit. He threw the heroine out of the car at first because he noticed that something was wrong. Son, I was afraid that I would be impulsive, and later because I was worried about the heroine's accident, I turned back anxiously, so please don't complain about him, he is not very scum, but a little scum (still scum)——