To Covet (GL) - Chapter 41

“The contract is related to Auntie Shi’s company, right? What exactly is it?”

Yu Zhouwan placed her fingertip on my lips, signaling her displeasure with bringing up this dull topic.

“I’m actually not sure. I overheard Mom talking to someone on the phone about it two months ago,” Yu Zhouwan glanced at the door, lowering her voice even more. “You know that Mom and her company are mainly investing in surveillance equipment and systems now, right?”

“I don’t know.”

I traced my fingers from her low-cut neckline to her collarbone, then to her neck and behind her ear.

“If you don’t know, why ask?” She giggled, whether because my fingers tickled her skin or because she found my cluelessness amusing.

“She wasn’t mainly working in this industry before.”

“It was pharmaceuticals.”

I pricked up my ears and listened patiently.

“That contract was the transfer agreement for the pharmaceutical manufacturing plant. It’s just that Mom was still abroad at the time, and a friend’s company took it over. Later, that company…”

“I know. Later, it went bankrupt due to poor management, right? You told me that.”

Yu Zhouwan leaned down, stopping my attempt to chat with her lips.

Kissing was already familiar to us. Even without deliberate practice, we had mastered the techniques of initiation and response, as if we were trying to melt into each other’s rising body temperatures through repeated sucking and biting.

My hand rested on the back of her neck, and her loose hair was tangled by my rubbing, making a metallic friction sound.

“I’m going to take a shower.”

My fingers sank into the elasticity of her skin. The muffled groans hidden in her throat were replaced by increasingly heavy panting, but I forcefully pushed her away at that moment.

Yu Zhouwan got up from the bed. The curve from her back, connecting to her hips and legs, was like a wave created by stirring water. Whether sitting sideways or standing up, there was never a single curve that was redundant or excessive.

“Keyi,” Yu Zhouwan’s eyes were moist. When she wrapped her arms around my waist, I could feel the muscles in her arms tense from suppressed desire. “I want you.”

The hot water from the shower head poured down. I closed my eyes and took a quick, hurried shower.

I was blow-drying my hair in front of the mirror, the residual steam making me dizzy, and didn’t notice Yu Zhouwan push the door open. The hairdryer in my hand was taken away. I was staring blankly at the strands of hair on the sink’s edge when I suddenly sat up straight, which startled Yu Zhouwan.

“Did you just talk to her on the phone?” I asked her.

“Mhm,” Yu Zhouwan intentionally messed up the hair I had just dried on top of my head. “He messaged her. She saw it but was too busy to reply, so she told me not to interfere and said she would deal with it after her business trip.”

“What else did she say?” I was sitting on the stool, resting perfectly against her stomach.

“She told me not to come home late,” Yu Zhouwan mumbled defensively. “Dad probably complained to her.”

“Does it still hurt?”

I didn’t care what Shi Yunya said; Yu Zhouwan would listen to me more.

I picked up Yu Zhouwan’s wrist to examine it carefully.

Although the bruises still looked obvious, she didn’t frown when I moved her arm around, proving that it was indeed getting better.

“Apply the medicine one more time later,” I told her.

“I can’t feel it anymore. It doesn’t hurt,” Yu Zhouwan placed the hairdryer on the rack. “If you want to tie me up, there’s no problem.”

“Huh? What do you mean ‘I want’?” I lifted a lock of her hair, puzzled. “In that case… my dear sister, I’m tired of playing today. I don’t want to play with the rope.”

“Keyi…”

My sluggish mind caught up, and I realized Yu Zhouwan had pinned me against the wall. One of her hands was cushioning my back so it wouldn’t touch the anticipated coldness of the wall surface.

“Sister, let’s not play today, okay?”

I deliberately avoided Yu Zhouwan’s hints. A flash of exposed embarrassment crossed her eyes. She increased the intensity of the kiss, lifted the hem of my nightgown, and her fingertips explored the gap between my thighs through the thin fabric.

I instinctively clamped my legs shut to prevent her invasion, but this action only squeezed her entire finger in, pressing on the whole sensitive area, causing lubricating fluid to secrete and scream for her to go deeper. However, with my underwear on, her finger and my cunt couldn’t achieve a perfect fit. “Mmm…” I squeezed my legs tighter, desperate for her to enter quickly. The sound I made caused my face to flush rapidly. “Sister, go deeper…”

Yu Zhouwan still stared at me with those endearing eyes, completely oblivious to her actions. Her gentle gaze and increasingly intense movements seemed to come from two different people.

Realizing that my body’s reaction was becoming more and more obvious, and finally couldn’t be restrained, a smile played in Yu Zhouwan’s eyes. The movements of her hand instantly softened, returning to a light, tentative touch.

Knowing she was playing a prank, I raised my hand and smacked her butt.

Yu Zhouwan scrunched her nose in a mock pain. The teasing movements between my soaking wet thighs quickened. She intentionally used her fingertip to press hard on the tip, pushing it deeper backward, and briefly slipping a knuckle into my hole before pulling it out, bringing a wave of comfortable emptiness, and then continuously circling my clit.

“Keyi, why are you so wet?” She raised her right hand, which was soaked in fluid and glistening.

“Keyi, don’t you want to do it?” She pressed me against the wall with both hands.

“Do you not want to touch the rope with your sister… mm… or do you… want your sister… to satisfy you?”

“Does it feel good? Do you want to continue?” Yu Zhouwan bit down on my erect nipple through my nightgown.

Separated from her body-temperature fingers, the ambiguous atmosphere suddenly cooled. The wetness clinging to my underwear and thighs was icy cold. My back touched the tile wall. The heat that was about to erupt from pleasure, along with my desire, was forcefully put on pause. The collision of hot and cold almost drove me mad.

“It’s so cold…” I twisted my shoulders, easily escaping her restraint. I squeezed her hand with my legs. “Sister, I feel so bad. I want… I want you to go in. Hurry…”

She lifted my underwear. I felt my lower body getting hot from her rubbing and kneading. Something was rapidly melting and slowly flowing out. My legs were too weak to stand. If Yu Zhouwan’s arms weren’t holding me, I would have likely fallen to the floor.

“Ah…”

The gradually escalating pleasure and increasingly blurred consciousness made me completely unable to exert any strength. My attempt to push her away turned into a tight embrace. “Sister…”

A surge of hot fluid poured onto her hand. I collapsed onto the stool, gasping uncontrollably. Sweat soaked my clean clothes. Just as I was regretting that the shower was for nothing, Yu Zhouwan turned on the shower head, adjusted the temperature, and aimed it at me, soaking me from head to toe.

I had no strength to resist, letting her help me wash.

“Keyi,” Yu Zhouwan wrapped her arms around my waist, her mind already dazed by lust. Her tone was pleading, yet with an irresistible urgency. “Sister has fucked you, and you’ve come again. You said you were willing to fulfill Sister’s wish to be tied up. Right now, okay?”

The long-suppressed desire found its release here. The secret thoughts that had been twisting and fermenting in her heart all burst out simultaneously.

“Okay…” The water flow brought me back to my senses. “Then what should Wanwan call me now?”

“Master,” she buried her face in the hollow of my neck. “I want… to be tied up by you. Please.”