Using Beauty to Commit Crimes (Lily ABO) - Chapter 10

“…Ha… huff… huff… 4 minutes and 58 seconds.”

Jiang Yan announced the time with obvious delight. Her breathing still hadn’t steadied; after the release of desire, her body felt limp and boneless, as though her entire spine had been pulled out.

She collapsed back into the massive pile of soft pillows that seemed ready to swallow her whole, leaving only her two bare, long legs exposed.

Her whole body was slick and damp. A thin sheen of sweat coated her skin—not just from the arousal she had been teased into, but from the drying fluids inside her as well.

Her heart pounded violently. Jiang Yan pressed her hand to her chest and, for the first time in a long while, truly felt that she was still alive.

Of course, she wasn’t satisfied. That surprised her a little.

The suppressants should already be in full effect. Right now she wasn’t exactly emotionless or desireless, but she also shouldn’t be this insatiably hungry.

Through the gaps in the pillows, she looked at Beauty. The girl had already stepped down from the low table. Her bent body unfolded with supple grace, so lively and fluid that Jiang Yan suddenly wanted to grab her by the ankles, brush the hollows behind her knees, and fold her up with her own hands.

Beauty looked back at her. In her eyes there was shyness, embarrassment, and genuine happiness—happiness so vivid it shimmered like an iridescent oil slick floating on water.

“I passed,” Beauty said as she approached. Her right knee pressed against the edge of the bed. The warmth radiating from her body baked against Jiang Yan’s skin. Even the inner side of Jiang Yan’s ankle began to heat up. A fresh trickle of honey squeezed uncontrollably from her vagina; her body gave a secret, delighted shiver.

“Did I say you could come down?”

Jiang Yan’s voice was a little hoarse. Fortunately, her foot was still cooperative—it landed precisely on the root of Beauty’s thigh.

Her toes flexed slightly, half provoking, half teasing as they scraped along the semi-hard cock. The smooth yet faintly trembling skin underfoot put Jiang Yan in an excellent mood.

Jiang Yan, you really are a pervert, she thought with self-mocking abandon.

Beauty frowned. At this moment she no longer looked tied to desire, even though a single drop of white still hung precariously at the tip, swaying as if about to fall. Her eyes stared openly between Jiang Yan’s parted legs.

“…Ha,” Su Yi gasped sharply when Jiang Yan’s toe traced along the base of her shaft. Jiang Yan noticed the cock immediately straighten again.

“You didn’t say I had to stay up there forever,” Su Yi shot back, righteous and indignant, her tone unconsciously taking on a hint of coquettish complaint. She tilted her head slightly to look at Jiang Yan. The skirt was still bunched around her waist and hips; glistening trails of fluid ran down between her legs, darkening large patches of the bedsheet.

Jiang Yan lazily teased herself with her foot, the soft, fleshy sole sliding and rubbing along the increasingly rigid length. She was sly and dexterous; her movements were feather-light, like the brush of down. Su Yi could barely resist the urge to thrust forward.

Su Yi’s fingers twitched. She reached out to grab Jiang Yan’s ankle—but Jiang Yan, as if she had anticipated the move long ago, withdrew her foot just in time.

“I’ve changed my mind,” Jiang Yan said, wagging her finger with exaggerated solemnity. “You finished too fast. I don’t like fooling around with little kids who can’t last.”

“You’re playing me!” Beauty was angry now. Her brows knitted tightly; the flush high on her cheekbones only made her look more delicately shy. In that instant, Jiang Yan suddenly understood why elementary-school boys always loved to bully the girls they secretly liked.

Her mischievous streak surged uncontrollably.

“Yeah, I’m playing you.”

Jiang Yan’s smile was downright wicked. With agile grace she twisted her body and—while Su Yi was caught off guard—slid straight off the bed.

As she walked, she peeled off her clothes one piece at a time. The discarded garments trailed from the bedside all the way to the bathroom door, like a deliberately laid path.

A path made specially for Beauty—one that led to desire, and also to the adult world.

At the end of the path she stood, posture languid and seductive. She bent at the waist and slowly slid the soaked thong down her legs, hooking it on the tip of her finger.

Jiang Yan winked at Su Yi.

“Welcome to the adult world—full of deception, broken promises, and going back on your word.”