To Covet (GL) - Chapter 44

Shi Yunya walked in carrying a suitcase. Before she could change her shoes, the wheel of the suitcase got caught on the threshold, making her stumble.

“Mom, why didn’t you call me when you were coming back?” Yu Zhouwan pushed me away and rushed over to help her with the suitcase. “Wouldn’t it have been better if I came down to meet you?”

“What were you two doing just now?” She glanced at me, sprawled on the sofa.

“Nothing, Mom. Keyi was just tickling me.”

Yu Zhouwan stared at my face, hoping I would follow her lead and cover up the lie. I stayed silent, pretending not to understand the look in her eyes.

“How old are you, so childish…” Shi Yunya only asked casually and didn’t take Yu Zhouwan’s words to heart. She quickly went into the bathroom to touch up her makeup in the mirror. “I don’t have time to wait for you. I can’t delay your plans. My flight was late. I’m just quickly dropping off my luggage at home and then heading back to the company for a meeting, or I’ll be late.”

“Have you eaten yet?” She grabbed her jacket.

“Not yet,” Yu Zhouwan looked at her watch. “I’m not hungry.”

“Didn’t Auntie Chen leave lunch for you?”

“I told her we were going out to eat today, so she didn’t need to make anything.”

I climbed off the sofa and saw Shi Yunya sending a voice message to someone while putting on her shoes and heading out. She moved so fast that by the time I grabbed Yu Zhouwan’s wrist the moment Shi Yunya turned her back, the door had already slammed shut.

I slipped my hand under her clothes, and even through a layer of fabric, I felt how cold she was.

“Cold…” Yu Zhouwan instinctively shivered and groaned uncomfortably. Faced with her aggrieved expression, I felt even more compelled to tease her. I pressed her against the wall, reaching my hand directly up from the bottom of her bra, intentionally kneading and playing with her, listening to her gasps, which were short at first but grew longer and longer with each breath.

“In the daytime… let’s not do it. What if Mom or Dad comes back…” Her eyes narrowed.

I pulled Yu Zhouwan into the bedroom, practically throwing her onto the bed as her legs were too weak to stand.

“Just close the door, right?”

With the distracting marks gone, the bright daylight allowed me to see every curve of her body more clearly, but the visible, subtle trembling ruined the aesthetic.

“Sister, tell me, what are you afraid of?”

I covered Yu Zhouwan’s eyes. She flinched, retreating until her back was against the headboard. When I came closer, she gripped my hands tightly, refusing to let go, terrified of falling into danger once her sight was gone.

She tried to undo the blindfold, but I held her hands down. After her attempt to struggle failed, her resistance grew fiercer.

“Sister, didn’t you tell me yourself that you wanted me to tie you up?”

“I do, but Keyi…” I couldn’t see her eyes, but her teeth were clenched even tighter. “Don’t force me, okay?”

“Why? That day outside, in the bathroom, you clearly told me that you really wanted it.” I even suspected that the simultaneous spanking and bondage had scared her with the near-suffocation, but that reason couldn’t convince me to understand her long silence. Given her usual behavior, I still believed it was her habit of willful avoidance.

“Sister, I don’t like this attitude of constantly running away.”

Actually, more than the tiny, negligible disappointment, I was curious about her mental process—what kind of psychology would allow both craving and avoidance to coexist.

“I’m sorry.” She took off the blindfold, her eyes stung by the light and moist with tears. “I… I’ll take a shower first. Let me think. I…”

I could almost hear Yu Zhouwan swallow nervously. Just as she was gathering herself to explain, I suddenly let go of her hand and pretended not to hear. I went back to my own room, closed the door, and put on my headphones to calm my messy head. But even at the highest volume, I couldn’t block out the loud, splashing sound of the water.

It was as if I was being treated as a casual bed partner, summoned and dismissed at her convenience, and all my emotions were entirely led by her.

I fantasized about opening the door while the water was running in the bathroom, gripping Yu Zhouwan’s throat, the hot water pouring over my back, and forcing her to directly face her hidden desires. And just as she opened her mouth to say something, my fingers would already be deeply embedded in her vulnerable neck.

However, in reality, I only pushed my room door open after the sound of the water completely stopped. I rested my head on Yu Zhouwan’s shoulder. Her hair brushed my ear, a fluffy, warm steam radiated from her body, and the ends of her hair dripped small drops of moisture onto my hand.

I cupped her face. Our lips nibbled at each other, deepening little by little until our tongues met without obstruction.

Her waist bumped against the desk. A pen rolled off the surface and clattered onto the floor.

“Do you still want to do it with me?”

I slipped my hand under the bottom of her bathrobe, my fingers exploring the gap to find her clit. My thumb pressed down, drawing irregular circles. She suddenly clamped her legs shut. The bathrobe fabric was too thick and pressed on the sensitive area, making her wince in pain.

The pain was only momentary. When the frequency of the thrusting lessened and the movements became gentler, her body softened again. A warm fluid seeped out, moistening my fingers and her lips.

“You do want to, don’t you?” I stroked the soft flesh on the inside of her thigh, smearing the fluid I’d collected there. “Sister, you’re not wearing anything underneath. Were you waiting for me?”

“Keyi, can we just do it like this?” She nervously glanced at the drawer—where her most primary tools for arousal were hidden. “No ropes, okay? I… I’ll lick you. You can do whatever you want.”

“Alright,” I kissed her cheek. “Then, blindfold on?”

Yu Zhouwan hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly in agreement.

I put my arm around her waist and guided her to lie down on the bed.

“Keyi,” when she heard the sound of the drawer opening and closing, her calm expression quickly turned to panic. “You said no ropes.”

She tried to remove the black cloth over her eyes, but I pinned her hands down and tied them up.

“Don’t be afraid, Sister.”

The cotton rope loops tightened in her struggle, digging into her skin. Yu Zhouwan’s pleas for mercy were tearful, as if I were a violent thug who would assault her at any moment.

“Don’t you forget, Sister,” I waited until her breathing was ragged before sitting beside her and speaking slowly. “I still have your naked pictures and videos. You wouldn’t want me to share them with other people, right?”

I was utterly impatient with Yu Zhouwan’s habitual retreat. She was utterly obsessed and tempting me at every turn, yet she backed down at the crucial moment, stubbornly trying to push me away.

It was only when she heard that sentence that she finally stopped resisting.

“You might as well send them all out.”

She turned her head to the side. Even with her eyes covered, she looked completely disheartened. She probably hadn’t expected that while I seemed to be indulging her every wish lately, I was still holding onto those indecent photos.

“Of course, I wouldn’t. There are so many dirty, shameless people online. How could I bear to let them see you?”

I bound her hands to the bedposts and also tied her ankles.

“Wanwan, my good sister, you don’t know how much I love your beautiful body. Guess how many more pictures I’ve taken since then?”

“Yu Keyi!” Yu Zhouwan’s body suddenly tensed, like a bow drawn to its limit, then springing back.

“You…”

I rested my chin on my hand, admiring the way she resisted with her last bit of strength. Her bathrobe had slipped down to her abdomen during the struggle. I unhurriedly went to the bathroom, washed the rubber gag, and put it in her mouth, then helped her pull off the last piece of covering fabric.

She was always like this. Only when she was tormented to the extreme by moral restraint and primal desire would her most instinctive needs erupt. Once they subsided, she would hide them even deeper.

I couldn’t always wait for such opportunities.

Instead of complying with Yu Zhouwan’s wishes in exchange for tenderness and affection, I wanted complete domination over the body I was obsessed with. The more she wanted to avoid the pleasure that came with stimulated pain, the more I wanted to force her to awaken it.

“Sister, don’t you forget who the Master is.”