Chapter 22 - Too Less For Pleasure [Part II]

[WARNING🔞+]

His words rang in my ears, cruel and intoxicating. My throat went dry—I couldn't force the words out even if I wanted to. My pride screamed don't give in, but my body… my body was already betraying me.

"F-fuck you, Zhang…" I rasped out, tugging my wrists against the belt until the leather dug into my skin.

He chuckled darkly, his lips brushing over the edge of my thigh again, hot breath tickling, torturing. "That's not begging."

I gasped when his tongue darted out for just a second, a wet flick so fast I almost thought I imagined it. My hips jerked upward in reflex, but his hands pinned me down harder, pressing my legs wide into the mattress.

"Sensitive," he teased, his voice dripping smugness. "You're shaking like I've already ruined you."

My chest rose and fell in ragged breaths. "S-stop—Zhang, I-I can't—"

"Can't what?" he interrupted, dragging his lips closer to my center, but never touching. His nose skimmed dangerously close, his smirk widening as my body trembled beneath him. "Can't handle it? Or can't wait?"

"D-damn you…!" I cried out, my face burning red, my pride crumbling the longer he toyed with me. My thighs twitched, begging to close, but his grip was iron.

He tilted his head, his tongue tracing lazy circles higher and higher, until I was seeing stars. "Say it," he whispered against my skin, voice husky, commanding. "Say you want me."

My lips parted, a moan spilling out before I could hold it back.

"Haah—Z-zhang…"

I couldn't take it anymore. My body was on fire, strung tighter with every breath, every touch he refused to finish. Pride told me to hold out, to keep fighting him—but my body screamed the opposite.

"D-damn it…!" I gasped, my voice trembling with both frustration and need. My hips bucked helplessly against his hold, chasing the friction he teased me with.

Zhang's eyes flicked up to mine, dark and glinting with triumph, like he already knew I was breaking.

I clenched my teeth, but the words still tore out of me, ragged and breathless."F-fuck everything else… haah… I—" My throat tightened, heat flooding my face. I could barely meet his gaze."Just… shut up and fuck me already."

The smirk that curved on his lips told me he'd been waiting for that.

I didn't know what happened after that, my memory was dizzy.

All I knew was that when my eyes fluttered open, my cheek was crushed against the mattress, wrists bound tight behind me. My back was forced into a sharp arch, and Zhang's massive hands clamped firmly around my hips, holding me in place as if I belonged there.

I felt his sheer size slam into me, stretching me wide until my breath hitched. "Aaagh—!" the cry tore from my throat as my eyes rolled back, heat flooding my face until I was flushed scarlet.

Every thrust made my body jolt forward, the mattress creaking under us.

"Z-Zhang—hnnngh~!" I cried out, voice breaking into ragged moans.

His grip on my hips only tightened, dragging me back onto him with every stroke. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, mixed with the sharp rhythm of our breaths.

I could feel the sweat trickling down my temple, my entire body burning hot, every nerve alive with the relentless pressure inside me.

I gathered what little strength I had left, arching my back and forcing the words out between broken breaths."F-faster… hah~ f-faster," I moaned, my voice trembling with need.

My body was betraying me—shaking, desperate, craving more even as my mind screamed at me to shut up.

I could feel Zhang's smirk against my skin, a dangerous curve of his lips. Without warning, he shifted, flipping me onto my back while still buried deep inside me.

"Ha—! Angh!" I cried out, my body jolting at the sudden motion. "N-not l-like—!" The words broke apart into moans as pain and pleasure tangled together, leaving me breathless.

His hands stayed locked tight on my hips. "Say no more," he murmured with a wicked smirk. He slid out, making me shiver at the emptiness—only to slam it back inside-

BANG!

"AAANNG~!" My body arched upward, my head thrown back as my eyes rolled from the sudden shock of pleasure. "Nnnggg~ aaah~," I whimpered, biting down hard on my lip, the sting of pain mixing with the overwhelming rush inside me.

Zhang's grip on my hips only grew tighter, his thumbs pressing into my skin like he owned every inch of me. "Shit," he muttered low, almost a growl, "you're clenching so hard around me."

"D-don't—hnngh~—say that! Aaah~!" I whimpered, my voice cracking with every thrust that drove me deeper into the mattress. The creak of the bed mixed with the sharp sound of skin meeting skin.

God, I loved this—every second of it. My body craved more, begging for him without shame. Every push, every pull sent me spiraling deeper into a haze I couldn't escape from. My voice trembled with broken moans, my chest rising and falling as if I couldn't breathe without him moving inside me.

Zhang's grip on my hips tightened, his strength overwhelming yet steady, as though he refused to let me slip away. The weight of his gaze burned into me, sharp and unrelenting, like he wanted me to remember this moment forever.

'You feel that?' he whispered against my ear, his breath hot on my skin. I could only nod weakly, my voice cracking into another whimper, because words had abandoned me completely.

Zhang kept thrusting faster and faster into me, "Hah, I'm- I'm gonna cum," he groaned, his voice was vibrating in my ear.

Why the hell was he whispering those filthy words into my ear like that?

Every syllable only sent shivers down my spine—turning me on even more.

"Haanng~, Z-zhang~ c-cum inside me, haa~ p-please...Inside me~," 

Goddammit—what the hell was I even saying? My head was spinning, thoughts tangled and hazy. At this rate, I didn't care what slipped past my lips anymore.

Zhang froze for just a second, his eyes locking on mine as if he was making sure he heard me right. Then, that wicked grin of his spread across his face, sharp and dangerous.

"Tch… begging me to cum inside you? You're filthier than I thought," he growled low, his breath hot against my ear. Without warning, his thrusts grew rougher, deeper, each one sending shocks through my body.

"Aaahhh~ hnngg~ Z-zhang!" I cried out, my body trembling under him, my wrists straining uselessly against the belt tying me down.

He leaned down, lips grazing my jawline as his voice rumbled against my skin, "Fine… since you asked so sweetly—I'll fill you up until you can't take it anymore."

Zhang's grip on my hips tightened, his nails almost digging into my skin as his pace grew reckless.

"Say that again," he growled low into my ear, his hot breath fanning across my neck.

I squeezed my eyes shut, my lips trembling as the words spilled out without control. "C-cum… inside me, Zhang… haah~ please, I want it…"

A dark chuckle rumbled from his chest, vibrating against my back. "You're going to be mine after this, I hope you get that," he grinned.

His thrusts slammed deeper, sharper—each one pulling ragged moans from me. My body was on fire, trembling and arching helplessly, every nerve screaming for release.

"Zhang—haaah~ I-I can't—" My voice cracked, my whole body trembling as he drove into me with brutal precision.

"You can," he growled, snapping his hips forward so hard the bed creaked under us. "You'll take it all."

"AAH~! Hnng, s-so deep—ahhh!" My fingers twisted desperately against the restraints, my back arching until my chest pressed into him.

He buried his face into the crook of my neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark, his voice rough and ragged against my ear. "Tight… fuck—you're so fucking tight, Yuhan."

Every thrust made my insides clench tighter around him, my thoughts dissolving into static. My cries turned into broken whimpers, words slurring as I begged without even realizing it.

"P-please—haa~ nnggh! Don't stop—don't stop!"

Zhang's hand slid up my stomach, flattening against my chest as he forced me further against the mattress, the weight of his body pressing me into the sheets. Each thrust was heavier than the last, the sound of his skin hitting mine echoing through the room along with my strangled moans.

I could feel the wet heat building inside me, a coil tightening in the pit of my stomach. My vision blurred with every snap of his hips, stars flashing in the corners of my eyes.

"Z-zhang~! I—haaah, I-I can't hold it—"

"Yes you can," he breathed, his teeth grazing over the shell of my ear, "you're gonna cum all over me. You hear me?"

His voice sent shivers down my spine. My body betrayed me, clenching tighter, hotter, my thighs trembling uncontrollably as I struggled to breathe.

Then—

BANG!

He slammed into me, harder, deeper, faster. My head shot back, my mouth spilling out cries I couldn't contain. "NNNGHHHH—aaahhh! Hnnnngg~!"

The bedframe rattled against the wall, his pace relentless. Every time he pulled back, I felt empty, and every time he drove back in, I thought I'd break apart.

"Haaah—fuck—Yuhan!" His voice was guttural, shaking with the effort he was holding back. "I'm… I'm close—!"

"Inside! Hhnng—Z-zhang, cum inside me, please—hahhh~!"

My whole body jerked violently as the coil finally snapped. Heat exploded through me, white light blotting out my vision as my release spilled messily between us.

"Fuuuck—Yuhan!" Zhang groaned into my neck as his thrusts turned erratic, deeper, rougher—before finally, with one last slam, he buried himself to the hilt.

I felt it—hot, thick, spilling inside me. My body convulsed around him, milking him as I cried out, trembling under his grip.

Both of us collapsed against the sheets, breathless, skin slick with sweat, the sound of our panting filling the silence left behind.

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To Be Continued... ...