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Chapter 23 Part 2: Near-Exposure And Train Build-Up
Cold like needles stabbed the exposed leg roots and belly nipping even through cashmere at her breasts.
"Ah…" She gasped crying edge body shaking like a leaf.
Shame crushed her face crimson eyes fled but fear and the pull of being seen drove her to angle baring herself more clearly.
One hand clutched at the lapel; the other tried to tug down the skirt hiding the blinding white only to frame her curves and fragile, "quiet sultry" beauty.
Cold peaked her nipples into the knit; gooseflesh rushed the bare roots of her thighs.
Click… click… Xiaokai's shutter flicked in the hum of freezers snaking to record.
Xiaoyu's eyes were a dark pond fixed on his mother shy to death, forced to bloom his controlling smile cold and sated.
Time froze
Seconds stretched soaked in cold, shame, and razor pleasure.
She was nailed to a rack of ice and fire soul screaming body betraying.
Suddenly
Screech clang!
Metal dragged on floor harsh and near overlaid by a middle-aged woman's annoyed complaint just two aisles away.
"This damn cart! Wheel's stuck again! Honestly…" Rolling and scraping neared their nook.
Wang Li's wanton grin shattered bloodless pale
No time to cry out her body clamped the coat closed with a snap huddling in panic heels skidding on damp floor.
Chen Fang bolted
Worse than the park a surge in her chest then a hammer in her throat blood drained mind blank.
She spun back to the aisle dragging the coat closed with all her strength
She wanted to squat shield her leg roots but her locked body only curled shivering like a frightened shrimp.
Cold sweat soaked hairline and back the secret pleasure crushed to dust pure drowning terror left.
The cart and steps closed in.
"These carts need replacing…" The woman's voice rolled closer; around the shelf she appeared at their corner.
Wang Li clutched her coat didn't turn squeezed a warped "It's… fine…" trembling to pieces.
Chen Fang could not speak only shook rattling teeth.
The woman, wrestling the cart, looked up and saw two women, backs turned, in odd, shivering poses.
She paused eyes questioning sweeping the tight-gripped coat and curled back.
It was cold but not that cold; the pose was… off.
"Uh… are you… okay?" she tried leaning a half-step in to see.
Hearts seized
Wang Li buried her face
Chen Fang's fingers screamed where nails buried in palms.
"Fi… fine! Just… cold!" Wang Li forced it voice sharp and shaking trying to cover.
The woman stared a few seconds her gaze needles then pursed her lips. "Weirdos," she muttered, and tugged the cart the wheel shrieked she drifted off glancing back.
Steps and wheels faded vanished at the aisle's mouth.
Silence.
Only the freezers' hum mocking.
They held their broken poses stone-still.
Seconds passed Wang Li's bones went she slumped to the freezer gulping air face white forehead cold-sweat.
Chen Fang slid down to the icy floor hands locked on the coat cowering and shaking thin sobs leaking from clenched lips.
After the terror a flood of collapse and deeper still a frightening pleasure shame smashed and remade washed over her.
Those few seconds of near-exposure burned into her soul deeper than any bed pleasure.
The boys stepped from shadow.
Xiaoyu's face was flat; he crouched reached not to soothe but to pry her fingers from her coat checking his property's state with irresistible force.
His fingertips traced her cold, shaking skin another shiver.
"It's over," he said calm an order that the danger had passed.
Xiaokai patted his chest sidling to Wang Li "Mom… scared me… that woman…"
Wang Li sucked breath forced the shock down color returning twisted smile eyes still frightened but burning hotter: "…Exhilarating… so fucking… exhilarating…" She licked dry lips looked at trembling Chen Fang voice buzzing with survival high: "Sister Fang… how… was it?"
Chen Fang raised tear-dim eyes to Wang Li and her son.
At the darkest depth a small, newly lit flame burned.
She didn't answer yet her tremors eased.
A deeper, more total descent completed its rite in that cold corner.
Xiaoyu pulled her up fixed her coat retied her belt precise. "Let's go." His eyes cut to Wang Li. "Aunt Wang, tidy up."
The subway back hit rush hour.
The car was a sardine tin sweat, perfume, food, and human heat.
Bodies pressed and swayed with starts and stops.
The mothers were near the door; the boys set themselves as walls shielding them turning the crush into another warm, dangerous cage.
Chen Fang stood with back to the doors plastered to Xiaoyu's chest.
Each lurch shoved and squeezed.
She felt his heat and force behind her the hard chest against her back breath rising and falling.
Worse his lower body hot, invasive iron pressed between her cheeks through thin layers
With every sway it ground rubbing her most secret cleft.
"Mm…" She bit her lip swallowing the moan.
Shame surged
Here public packed strangers
Two schoolgirls complained about the crowd not feet away
While her son's rod proclaimed ownership
She tried to lean forward but caught in walls unable to move.
Each grind sent current to her belly
Fear and fever braided knees weak barely standing.
She clutched the overhead bar white-knuckled body stiff face burning to her ears.
Xiaoyu braced his arms around her palms on the door making a small space steady breath lazy warmth on her ear and neck.
He dipped lips nearly at her lobe voice low, magnetic, for her alone: "Mom… crowded?" bare teasing, mastery.
She jolted a hot rush between her thighs
She could die of shame couldn't even shake her head only a tiny, crying whimper escaped.
On the far side, Wang Li's "view" matched.
Facing Xiaokai, she was nearly thrown into his arms.
Youth pounding supermarket shock and this crush the blood ran hot.
One arm "had to" circle her back; the other hung at his side
But under crowd cover, his fingers worked through coat and dress on her curved cheek squeezing stroking
"Mm…" She groaned tightened then melted.
She didn't push him away she leveraged a hard sway to press tighter rolling her hips inviting his hand deeper.
She glanced up eyes slitted and thick with naked encouragement.
She mouthed one word: "…itch…"
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