Evil Awe-Inspiring - Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Reach the sky in a single bound (1)

Translator: Lionwwang  Editor: Lionwwang

The car seat has been put flat, like a small bed. I press Sophie under my body. She’s gasping and looking for me frantically. At this moment, I feel that some parts of my body is about to explode! I grab her feet almost rudely and then forcing her legs apart.

 I tear open her cloth with one hand and reveal the hollow bra with lace inside. The thin shoulder straps and almost translucent patterns are stimulating my visual nerves. I’m growling and burying my head deep in the towering hills.

 Sophie starts screaming and panting, then gradually turning into a low-pitched moan. Her voice is becoming more and more delicate, more and more weak, but somewhat touching. Her soft voice is like singing a touching love song.

 I feel a tiny, soft hand is leaning towards me, then the fingers cleverly open the zipper of my trousers, reaching in and grasping my dick.

 I take a deep breath, lift my head from the soft, smooth hills and looking at Sophie closely. Her eyes are full of the desire and excitement. Suddenly, she’s stretching out her legs and wraping them tightly around my waist like a snake. This action makes our privacy parts are immediately sticking together.

 Finally, I can not bear it, stooping up and getting into her body.

 The roof of the car is closing slowly, the narrow carriage is full of men and women gasping, women’s soft moans and screamings of excitement and joyness.

 My mind has been blank, I’m just feeling that my body is full of fire! And the flame is burnning me. I need to to find a vent urgently!

 Yes, I need a woman! A woman who can let me vent!

 And now, beneath my body, there is such a woman!

 …

 “Ah~!”

 Sophie lets out a weak screaming, full of the joyness and contentment. Her smooth chest is covered with sweat. Her long, powerful legs are still wraping around my waist. To be honestly, to make lover with such a woman of nearly perfect stature, especially at the orgasm, when her powerful long legs are struggling to wring up. Such a wonderful taste can hardly be described in words!

 I roll down from her body at last, hugging her tightly and gasping for breath.

 A thin layer of sweat is appearing on Sophie’s tall breast, which is fluctuating up and down in panting and the lightly moan breathing. Although I have just maken love with her, but I still can’t help but admire this body which is almost perfect to drive men crazy.

 This woman is just like a devil, a crazy little wild cat! During the whole process just now, I almost tried everthing I know into practice to conquer her! Af first, she has been holding me and scratching and biting, the shirt on my upper body has been torn apart by her, and the muscles behind my back are feeling some pains. It might be during the time of great joy, she scratched several bloodstains on my back with her nails.

 “Baby, you’re so great!” Sophie has gasped for a while, and she’s rolling over and pressing on me. The narrow space in the car makes every part of the front of our bodies are sticking tightly.

 Her body is as soft as mud, and she seems to have lost any trace of strengths. Her blue eyes are looking at me full of complication: “God as a witness, no other man has ever satisfied me like you…”

 I’m calming down too. Although this compliment makes me feel a little uncomfortable. After all, we just made love, she compares my performance of sex with other men. But I’m relieved immediately.

 She is a Western woman, and from what she just did, she’s obviously experienced in sex. Maybe most of the girls in the West are like this.

 She’s not my woman anyway. What happened just now was just a play on the spot. In time, occasion and special circumstances, we use our bodies to satisfy each other. It can be seen that she happened to be in a bad mood and needed to vent. And I was irritated by her. At the same time, I have not touched any woman for a long time. I also need to vent.

 That’s it.

 Without saying a word, I sit up, take off the shirt which has been torn, and take out a cigarette from my cloth and light.

 Sophie sits up and pressing herself behind me closely. I can feel the fullness and softness of her breast against my back. Then her arm comes around my neck, one hand’s fingers gently scratch around my chest, and the other hand takes my cigarette from my mouth and takes a sip.

 “Honey, your muscles are so strong. Do you go to GYM all the time?”

 “Yes.” I reply her in short and thinking about another question inside my heart.

 When the vent is over, my mind is back to clear and my mood has been calmed. I begin to think about the identity of this woman.

 She is the Hignness Princess Sophie, only daughter of Mr. Sorin.

 Sophie is suddenly laughing, then she’s pulling my head hard and looking at me seriously: “I have to tell you something first. I know you’re conservative about sex. I have to explain to you that I will not be responsible for what happened just now. Do you understand?”

 I’m stunned, and then I can’t help laughing. What’s the matter? After a man and a woman have sex, the woman says to the man that she will not be responsible!

 Sophie and I are looking at each other, and both of us have the complicated smiles. We all know that it was just joining in the spirit of the occasion just now. Since we know that it’s just a one-night stand, there won’t be any burden in my heart.

 I look at the time and feel a little unsteady. In terms of time, the charity party should have been held half of the time now, but my phone never rang. Neither Papa 8 nor Tiger called me.

 Sophie has been lazily dressing up. Her cloth was torn by me, but she just simply casually puts on the body, without buttons, just casual knots.

 I must admit that this woman has the special charm. When she is quiet, her beautiful blue eyes are very deceptive! It makes her looks like a pure and innocent angel. But when she’s getting wild, she will be the best partner in bed! At that time, she will be a femme fatale!

 “Shall we go back to the hotel?” I ask her.

 Sophie thinks and says: “No hurry, my father never interferes in my private life.”

 “But I have to go back.” I look at her and say.

 “All right.” She looks sideways and says, “But you have to find a place to change your clothes first. You don’t want to go back dressing like this, do you?” With a smile on her face, she’s pointing to my torn shirt: “Let me take you to a place. You can change the clothes there.”

 We drive all the way back to the Hilton Hotel. But instead of going back to the banquet hall, we take the VIP elevator arrive directly at a luxury suite on the top floor of the hotel.

 “I live here these days.” After enter the door, Sophie kicks off her high heels, barefoot, pulling me in. Then she makes a call to ask the hotel to bring in two new shirts.

 Then she takes out a bottle of wine from the cabinet, gently bites off the cork with her teeth, looking at me with a glamorous eye, gently taking off her up cloth, and slowly turning around in front of me deliberately, and then bending down and taking off her skirt.

 When she’s turning her back neked, the perfect hip curve makes me feeling so hot like boiling.

 Then, wearing a bra and that tiny underwear, she’s slowly coming up to me with the bottle. Her waist is swaying gently, and I’m feeling dizzy.

 Her eyes are clear and full of desire, and she gently pushing me down on the bed.

 Although I have vented once, but there is no reason to refuse the temptation of such a sexy creature.

 COMMENT

She’s already kneeling slowly on me, then leaning down, spitting out a pink tongue from her mouth, touching my lips, then my chin, neck, chest. She’s licking all the way down to the man’s most sensitive place and stops suddenly. Then, cunningly and deliberately, she’s jumping out of that position and continuing down the thighs.

 While she is licking me, the bottle in her hand is also busy. She’s gently pouring a little wine on my body, and then licking it all the way down. The wine has been licking clean, but the licked part is still wet by her saliva.

 I’m feeling too comfortable to sigh.

 She is really a femme fatale! The best one!

 After a while, she’s coming back again. This time, she takes a sip of wine, then slowly moving her red lips towards me, and finally kissing me. The wine is passed directly from her mouth to mine. I feel some wine are coming out of our lips, but it doesn’t bother at all. Instead, it makes me feel more exciting! Just when I can’t help it, she pushes me down to keep me from sitting up.

 Sophie’s eyes are sparkling with excitement, and her lips are with the charming smile. Then she’s whispering to me: “No! Hold it! You are not allowed to move! Let me this time! Let me on… See what else we can do…”