The days when I was a maid in another world

Sterling's "watching" made me nervous and scared, but at the same time I wanted to understand what was going on.

"You," my throat choked, and I struggled to utter a few words, "how can you be all right?"

I clearly watched him drink that cup of tea, and I put the anesthetic in the whole pot of tea. As long as he drinks the tea, he should react. the way things are.

"Want to know?" He raised his brows with a smile, "I will compensate you first."

I know what he means by "compensation", and I also know that even if I don't want to, I can't escape it.

I turned my face away and ignored him.At this moment, except for silence, it is futile for me to do anything.

He leaned over and kissed me on the face. This kind of intimacy and touch made me subconsciously want to avoid it, but I resisted it and tried my best not to frown my frown so that I could continue. Maintain a deadpan expression.

"Passive resistance?" He pinched my chin and turned my face back to face him, with playful and eager eyes in his eyes, "I feel that I can't escape, so why don't you just give up struggling?"

Yes, I just broke the jar!

I stared at him coldly, and said with a pause: "I will watch calmly and see how you rape me again."

He frowned instantly, his eyes became complicated and dark.After a moment of silence, he smiled again, and his tone was as relaxed as before: "Tang, you don't have to provoke me with words. In fact, I don't intend to be tough, because I hope you can take the initiative to cater to me."

Actively cater to?hehe!I couldn't help but sneer.

Seeing this, the playfulness in his eyes became even more serious, and he said with a hint of bewilderment in his tone: "Tang, do you dare to bet with me? If you win, I will let you go immediately, and I will also let you go if you plot against me." Don't count."

He would be so kind?I deeply doubt it.

"What's the bet?" Although my intuition told me that this bet must be against me, I still couldn't help asking out loud because of that glimmer of hope.

"If," he gently stroked my chin with his thumb, once and for all, as if he wanted to tease me, "if I can arouse your *, you can follow your biological instinct to have a good/love with me, how about ?”

I knew he was plotting against me again!Whether I win or lose, he will take advantage of me!Just thinking about him reaching out and touching me gives me goosebumps!

"Can I say no?" I stared at him fiercely and replied coldly.

"I can't." He spit out two words, and in the next second, he quickly moved up to kiss my mouth.

I couldn't help but frowned, then relaxed again, and decided to "toss" with him.Since he wants to "please" me, I'll see what "means" he will use.

He sucked hard on my lips a few times, then licked my teeth and stuck the tip of his tongue in. At the same time, a milky and slightly sweet breath rushed into my mouth and nasal cavity.

I have to say, his kissing skills are much better than when he kissed me the first time.That time, he really tormented me when I just finished eating the moon fruit, my body was soft and my emotions were surging.After several crazy deep kisses, my lips and tongue were numb and swollen.

But now, he is no longer the kind of crazy and predatory kiss, but more tender and provocative.The tip of his tongue entangled my lips and tongue again and again, constantly teasing and stimulating my senses and nerves... The terrible thing is, I feel more and more that this feeling is not bad...

What the hell, I used to kiss women like this, but now I'm being kissed like this by a man.I have to admit, the contact does produce a sense of pleasure and excitement, and the women I treat like this go limp and arouse, and I'm not much better right now.

I forgot whether the brain secretes dopamine or endolphthalein when kissing. In short, all of this is absolutely not voluntary!Because it is impossible for me to like him!

I opened my eyes suddenly - I don't even know when I closed them.A face in front of me is so close to me, so close that the tip of my nose brushes past it, and so close that my lips meet.

His eyes were still closed, there was no playfulness or playfulness on his face, and he seemed to be very serious and devoted to the kiss.

I looked at his face, and even if I didn’t want to, I had to admit that he was indeed too handsome—the long eyebrows seemed to be dyed with ink, and the ends of the eyebrows were close to a bun; the eyelashes were straight and long, black and thick; the bridge of the nose was straight, and the tip of the nose was narrow and pointed. ...

Alas, although the person I was making out with was a man, he was still a beautiful person. If it was a slovenly rough guy, I...

Maybe he noticed my distraction and staring, he stopped kissing, raised his face to look at me, and asked in a hoarse voice, "What? Did I not kiss well?"

For some reason, my cheeks suddenly felt hot.I didn't want to answer his question, and I didn't dare to look directly into his fiery eyes, so I turned my face away expressionlessly.

"Then let's continue..." He leaned down again, but this time he didn't kiss my mouth, but directly attacked my ear.

When the tip of his fiery tongue licked my ear, I felt like my brain was about to explode, and my body trembled involuntarily.

It's so sensitive there!

"Don't!" The words of refusal blurted out, and I subconsciously wanted to stretch out my hand to push him away, but found that his wrist was still tightly clenched, so I had to twist my body to try to avoid his harassment of my ears.

He seemed to have discovered something amusing, and after a low laugh, he licked my ear more recklessly.

There were bursts of numbness in his left ear, as well as the warmth of his tongue, and the strength of his lips...

"Give me... Get up!" I just felt my cheeks getting more and more swollen, and I even breathed a little faster for no reason.That kind of itching makes people feel trembling, wanting to reject severely, but also slightly reluctant to give up, and it is precisely this kind of contradiction that scares me even more.

"Don, I like your reaction now..."

When he spoke, he deliberately blew the hot breath into my ears and eyes, which made me itchy even more, and I had to turn my head to try to avoid his lips and tongue.Seeing this, he bit my ear, although it was very light, but I didn't dare to pull it hard.

"Get out of here!" I was almost driven mad by his torture, but I couldn't beg him, otherwise he would definitely make even more excessive demands.

"No." He mumbled back a word, and then bit my ear lightly, while continuing to tease my ear with his tongue.

"I admit defeat." I languished instantly, stared blankly at the ceiling, and said in a hoarse voice.

He was taken aback, let go of my ears, looked straight into my eyes, and asked softly, "What did you say?"

I slowly shifted my gaze to his face, resigned to my fate and replied in despair: "I'll let you do it."

He furrowed his brows slightly, and the eyes he looked at me were not excited or proud of what I said, on the contrary, they were deep and complicated.

"Don..." His voice was deep and hoarse. After letting go of my wrist, he put one arm around my waist and brushed all the hair on my forehead with the other, "Do you think I'm playing a game?"

Is not it?I looked at him silently, no longer struggling, no longer resisting.

"Heh..." His smile seemed to be a bit bitter, "I always thought it was a game... But now," he lowered his body and directly pressed against my forehead, "I really want you to accept me... ..."

As soon as the words fell, he kissed my lips again.At first, he was so gentle that he seemed afraid of breaking my lips, but slowly, with heavy and rapid breathing, he kissed harder and harder, and in the end he became crazy.

I also go crazy.Because I have given up and given up struggling, I decided to enjoy this last madness.I put aside all distracting thoughts, closed my eyes, and kissed those supple lips back.

He froze for a moment, as if he didn't expect my response, and then kissed me even more fervently.

As the body temperature of the two of them rose, I knew that it was time to come soon.

"Hiss—" With a sound, my dress was ripped off by him.His lips moved away from my mouth, moved to the cheeks, the base of the ears, the neck, and finally all the way down the chest...

When the fiery kiss fell on my lower abdomen and there was still no sign of stopping, I suddenly realized something. When I reached out and tried to push his head away, I suddenly felt that the sensitive part was wrapped in warmth...

"Uh..." I couldn't help but let out a low moan, my hand fell on his head, but I subconsciously grabbed a handful of hair.I knew I should push him away, but suddenly I felt a little bit reluctant, because this feeling is really...

His technique couldn't be worse, and I'm almost sure it's the first time he's done this to anyone, but I'm beyond comfortable.Perhaps, not only physically, but also psychologically.

A high-ranking, domineering man, a man who bullies and oppresses me every day, now lies between my legs to "please" me. This kind of thing has a great impact on my psychology.

"Sterling..." I murmured.

He didn't answer, but took a deep breath.

"Ah!" I whispered, and quickly reached out to push him.

After all, he backed away a step too late, and the thick liquid was splashed directly on his face.Looking at his smudged face, I was inexplicably joyful.

"Are you comfortable?" He came closer to me again and asked in a hoarse voice.

My face was too swollen and hot for a long time. When he asked him this question and saw his fiery expectant eyes, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed, so I had no choice but to turn my face away.

"Now, can I win the bet?"

The voice in the ear was low and hoarse, but it was no longer annoying.But even so, it is impossible for me to nod.

After waiting for a while, seeing that I didn't answer, he spoke again: "If you don't speak, I will take it as your acquiescence."

The voice was about to fall, and my body suddenly lightened.I looked up, only to find him sitting next to me and starting to undress.

The impression of that kind of thing is really not good enough, although I have enjoyed it before, but the deep-rooted thinking still makes me taboo this kind of thing.

"Sterling," I had to say in a negotiating tone, "may I be on top..."

Although I just had one shot, I've been holding it in for a long time, so it's not a problem to have two more.

With a chuckle, he quickly bent down to hold me down, bit the tip of my nose lightly, and said, "Guess?"

I:"……"

I guess, even if I'm on it, it's not the "upper" I'm talking about...