Chapter 11: A Role Model for Us All (Mild H)
Yan Jingyao hadn’t originally intended to have sex with Ji Lan.
A woman she barely knew had repeatedly pestered her for sex and insisted on living with her. No matter how she considered it, something wasn’t right.
The thought arose in an instant. When she looked at Ji Lan pinned beneath her on the bed, her eyes glistening with tears as she nervously and shyly bit her lip, the restraint holding back Yan Jingyao’s desire suddenly shattered.
She stared blankly at Ji Lan’s lips. How could such an aloof face possess lips so seductive that they made her want to ravage them?
Yan Jingyao switched off the light and embraced Ji Lan in the darkness. She detected the elegant fragrance around her neck, a subtle and tranquil perfume.
It was only a faint trace, yet her desire blazed like a fire inside a cave. She remembered Ji Lan’s lips again—full, seductive, coolly beautiful, and tasting like fragrant jasmine.
Ji Lan didn’t resist. Yan Jingyao slipped her left hand beneath her body, grasped one breast, and slowly kneaded it. Her right hand stroked along Ji Lan’s spine, her fingertips traveling inch by inch as though conducting an inspection.
Her smooth, warm skin felt exquisite. Yan Jingyao gently swept aside her long hair, kissed the back of her neck, and carefully sucked a hickey onto it.
Ji Lan trembled.
“Have you ever had sex with anyone before?”
Yan Jingyao’s hand traveled to Ji Lan’s ass and lingered briefly around her tailbone. She pressed her middle finger against the bone teasingly. “Or have you ever penetrated yourself?”
The question was painfully direct. Ji Lan clutched the bedding beneath her and remained silent.
She truly was still the same Yan Jingyao…
“Have you ever touched yourself here?”
Her hand suddenly slipped between Ji Lan’s legs from behind. Yan Jingyao attempted to arouse her, pressing two fingers against her labia and slowly pinching them toward the middle.
Ji Lan made no sound and appeared perfectly calm, yet her fingers secretly tightened around the bedding while her body trembled faintly.
Her heart was beating unusually fast—not because she was aroused, but because someone touching her intimate area had triggered a stress response. She thought, She truly is experienced.
Her clit was slightly sensitive. Yan Jingyao rubbed and pinched it with a steady rhythm. The faint tingling between Ji Lan’s labia continuously drew reactions from her body.
“Do you like it this way?”
She suddenly changed her technique, using her middle finger to rub Ji Lan’s labia instead. Ji Lan trembled and instinctively bit her lip.
Yan Jingyao played repeatedly with that place. Ji Lan could clearly feel herself being spread open as the middle finger gently slid and rubbed along her tender slit, repeatedly seeming as though it might penetrate her.
Would Yan Jingyao penetrate her—
“Is this your first time selling yourself?”
Her consciousness suddenly seemed to split apart. Ji Lan’s fingers gradually tightened around the bedding. The unfamiliar physical pleasure collided with the humiliation of their first encounter, pulling against her lingering regret.
Was she truly going to give herself away so carelessly? She wasn’t concerned about losing her virginity. She simply felt ashamed and contemptible, and suddenly began despising herself.
Selling her body to accomplish her objective? Perhaps what she wanted to know wasn’t that complicated. Perhaps she should simply ask Yan Jingyao directly. Perhaps…
Her resolve wavered for only a moment. Just as she attempted to escape, Yan Jingyao suddenly turned her over, pressed her beneath her body, seized both wrists, and pinned them against the bed.
Their breaths were suddenly so close, the intimacy enough to make anyone’s heart race. Ji Lan lay stiffly beneath her, instinctively clenched her fists, and turned her head aside.
Fortunately, the light was off. Otherwise, it would have been even more awkward.
“You’re very stiff, Professor Ji.”
Yan Jingyao’s voice carried a hint of teasing. She couldn’t see Ji Lan’s expression in the darkness, but the disordered pounding of her heart was unmistakable.
Her body was clearly rigid. Yan Jingyao found it somewhat amusing. “Don’t tell me you’ve never dated anyone before, Professor Ji?”
“…”
“No boyfriend or girlfriend?”
“…”
“You’ve never had an intimate relationship?”
“…”
Regardless of what she asked, Ji Lan responded with silence. Yan Jingyao couldn’t resist laughing, finding this ostrich-like version of Ji Lan rather entertaining.
“Are you preparing to resist until the bitter end, Professor Ji?”
“…”
Ji Lan remained silent. Yan Jingyao stopped questioning her and slowly moved closer. Relying on her sense of touch, she found Ji Lan’s lips only inches away.
“Relax a little, Professor Ji.”
She kissed her gently, touching Ji Lan’s lower lip. It also seemed rigid. Yan Jingyao didn’t rush to explore further and patiently rubbed against it.
Their breaths grew damp and gradually heated. Yan Jingyao thought this woman was truly awkward, yet she inexplicably aroused her desire.
Their soft lips touched, separated, then touched again. Yan Jingyao’s tongue remained obediently outside, making no attempt to invade. She merely kissed her. Ji Lan couldn’t quite understand what she intended, but her brows gradually relaxed.
Their lips became damp and warm with their mingled breaths. Yan Jingyao gently rubbed her mouth against Ji Lan’s in small motions, moving back and forth with extraordinary tenderness.
There was still no intrusion, only repeated seduction. Yan Jingyao never tired of it, rubbing until Ji Lan’s lips grew warm. The strength gradually left Ji Lan’s tightly clenched fists, presenting Yan Jingyao with an opportunity.
Like a patient hunter, she finally opened her mouth and captured Ji Lan’s lips. At the same time, she clasped Ji Lan’s hand, forced her fingers deeply between hers, and held on tightly.
“Mmm…”
Interlocking their fingers was an exceedingly intimate gesture. Ji Lan trembled. As the rigidity of her body eased, she distinctly felt Yan Jingyao’s soft weight pressing against her and the fragrant warmth of her body.
Yan Jingyao’s body completely covered hers.
Her lower lip was drawn into Yan Jingyao’s mouth again. Yan Jingyao deliberately coated it with moisture, softly entangled with it, then gradually released it. Her undisguised desire accompanied her breath as it fell across Ji Lan’s dampened lips.
Ji Lan’s breathing grew heavier. Yan Jingyao continued her game, progressing step by step. She drew Ji Lan’s lips into her mouth, tugged them gently, and allowed a delicate strand of saliva to stretch between them.
“…”
It was more lingering than a direct French kiss, bewildering her like warm water. Ji Lan instinctively attempted to clench her fist, only to tighten her fingers around Yan Jingyao’s instead, as though she were willingly reciprocating.
Her lower lip sank into damp warmth once again. This time, the entanglement lasted longer. Yan Jingyao adjusted her position slightly, tilted her head, and moistened Ji Lan’s lips. After taking another breath, she suddenly began sucking.
Slurp~
The wet sound abruptly broke the silence. Ji Lan frowned. With no experience, she involuntarily lifted her chin. Her lips hovered between pain and pleasure, sucked until it felt as though all the blood had gathered there, burning hot and leaving her uneasy.
Her heart trembled violently, while her resistance continued to weaken. Perhaps she had been bewitched. Yan Jingyao suddenly bit her lip lightly and pressed her body even more firmly against her, one leg unknowingly wedging itself between Ji Lan’s thighs.
Yan Jingyao conquered her defenses step by step. Ji Lan began to panic. Yan Jingyao suddenly released her right hand and caressed her face, appearing gentle yet acting domineeringly as she extended her tongue and thoroughly invaded Ji Lan’s mouth.
“Mmph~”
Someone moaned in the darkness, and the atmosphere abruptly became saturated with desire. Ji Lan couldn’t stop her. Yan Jingyao’s tongue slid into her mouth, easily slipped past her teeth, and hooked playfully inside.
A ticklish sensation spread across Ji Lan’s tongue. Yan Jingyao began teasing her skillfully, repeatedly touching the tip of her tongue. Whenever Ji Lan resisted, she entangled and licked it forcefully before finishing with another hard suck.
Mmm… Ji Lan’s brows drew even tighter.
Fortunately, the deep kiss didn’t last long. Otherwise, she might have suffocated after forgetting to breathe.
“Professor Ji.” Yan Jingyao withdrew, her own breathing slightly disordered, though her teasing tone remained. “My kissing skills are pretty good, aren’t they?”
“…”
Silence. Ji Lan turned her head away again, knowing her expression couldn’t be seen in the darkness. Her brows remained tightly furrowed as she carefully steadied her breathing.
A secret smile curved Yan Jingyao’s lips. Knowing when to stop, she didn’t kiss Ji Lan’s mouth again. Instead, she lowered her head and began kissing her neck repeatedly.
Ji Lan’s skin was warm, and she was clearly no longer as rigid as before. However, Yan Jingyao didn’t venture below her collarbones. She stopped.
Releasing the woman beneath her, Yan Jingyao rolled away and pushed Ji Lan aside so she could pull the blanket out from under her.
“Time to sleep.” She gave an enormous yawn, lay down with her back to Ji Lan, and wrapped the blanket tightly around herself without leaving even a single corner for her.
“I’m cold. You’ll have to figure something out yourself, Professor Ji. There aren’t any spare blankets.”
“…”
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