roccoschili Chapter 746: Hot Night With Sarah
Chapter 746: Hot Night With Sarah
Chapter 746: Hot Night With Sarah
The night Wang Jian spent with Charlotte had been nothing short of an exhilarating success. He had anticipated every move, planned each step meticulously, but what he hadn't accounted for was Sarah. What Wang Jian didn't know was that while he was taking Charlotte to the heights of pleasure, Sarah had been watching from the shadows.
As Wang Jian moved rhythmically with Charlotte, lost in the throes of their passionate night, Sarah stood outside the bedroom door, her breath shallow and her heart racing. She had initially returned to the hallway after getting a glass of water from the kitchen, but the sounds coming from Charlotte's room had caught her attention. She froze when she heard Charlotte moaning loudly, and despite herself, curiosity got the better of her.
Her hand gripped the doorknob as she slightly pushed the door open, enough to catch a glimpse of the scene unfolding inside. Her eyes widened in shock, then anger, as she saw Wang Jian moving on top of Charlotte, his hands gripping her hips tightly as he thrust into her.
Sarah's first reaction was rage. Charlotte? The nerve of her friend to make the first move on Wang Jian! Sarah's mind spiraled with jealousy and frustration. For days now, she had been drawn to Wang Jian-his charm, his confidence, his protectiveness. She had thought about him constantly, imagining scenarios where they might be together. But now, seeing Charlotte take what she wanted felt like a stab to her pride.
Yet beneath the anger, there was something else. The sight of Wang Jian's naked body, moving with such control and power, stirred something primal inside Sarah. Her initial rage morphed into a deep, burning desire. If Charlotte could do this, why couldn't she?
In that moment, Sarah made up her mind. She wasn't going to let Charlotte win. She would take her turn with Wang Jian, and she was determined to do whatever it took to make sure she wasn't left behind.
The next day, Charlotte and Sarah left for the office as usual, going about their business. But while Charlotte was busy in a meeting, Sarah slipped away. She had planned this carefully. After making sure Charlotte was tied up at work, Sarah returned to the safe house.
Wang Jian was in the living room, lounging comfortably on the couch, when Sarah walked in. He raised an eyebrow, feigning surprise. "Back so soon?" he asked, his voice casual.
Sarah smiled, trying to keep her tone light. "Yeah, had a few things to take care of, but I thought I'd drop by. I wanted to thank you for everything you've been doing for me... for both of us, really. I was wondering if you might be up for a drink?"
Wang Jian's lips curled into a small, knowing smile. He could see right through Sarah's attempt at nonchalance. She wasn't here just for a drink, but he played along. "A drink sounds great," he said, standing up and moving toward the kitchen to grab a couple of glasses.
They sat together on the couch, Sarah pouring the drinks while Wang Jian watched her with a casual, unhurried gaze. He noticed how she was dressed-a tight-fitting blouse that accentuated her curves, paired with a skirt that rode up just enough to show off her toned legs. Sarah was making it obvious that she wanted his attention, and Wang Jian let her think she had it under control.
As they drank, the conversation flowed naturally. Sarah talked about her frustrations-about how her husband barely paid attention to her anymore, how their marriage felt more like a business arrangement than a relationship. She vented about the pressures of her life, all while casting furtive glances at Wang Jian.
"You know," she said after a moment, her voice soft and a little slurred from the alcohol, "you're... you're so different from him. You're strong, confident... protective. You've done more for me in these past few days than he's done in years."
Wang Jian leaned back, swirling his drink in his glass, his expression one of polite curiosity. "I'm just doing what anyone would do in my position," he said with a humble smile. "You deserve to feel safe and appreciated."
Sarah's eyes flickered with emotion as she placed her glass on the coffee table. "It's more than that," she murmured, inching closer to him on the couch. "You've been here for me in ways I can't even describe."
When she finally came, it was with a scream, her body shaking violently as pleasure overtook her. But Wang Jian wasn't done. He continued to thrust into her, drawing out her orgasm until Sarah was left a quivering, trembling mess beneath him.
And then they started again. Wang Jian's control over Sarah was absolute, and she surrendered
completely to him. He took her in every position imaginable, each one more intense and satisfying than the last. He spanked her, teased her, made her beg for more. At one point, he had her on her knees, her mouth wrapped around him as he guided her movements, watching as she eagerly pleasured him.
By the time evening came, Sarah was exhausted, her body spent from the multiple rounds of
passion they had shared. But she didn't regret a thing.
And Wang Jian knew, as he lay beside her, that
Sarah was his now, fully and completely. There was no turning back for her.
As she lay there, her breath heavy and her body still tingling from the night's events, Sarah
stared at the ceiling, her mind a jumble of conflicting emotions. The guilt over her husband was still there, a dull ache at the back of her thoughts, but it was overshadowed by the satisfaction of being with Wang Jian. He had given her something she hadn't felt in years- passion, excitement, a sense of being truly desired.
Wang Jian, lying beside her, smirked as he watched her silently. He knew the effect he had on
her, knew that she was already addicted to what they shared. And as much as she tried to rationalize it to herself, telling herself it was just a one-time thing, Wang Jian knew better.
"You don't seem too upset about what we did," Wang Jian teased, his voice low as he propped himself up on one elbow, gazing down at her.
Sarah let out a soft, exhausted laugh, her fingers brushing against his chest. "I should be, right?" she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "But... I can't bring myself to regret it."
Wang Jian's smirk deepened as he leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to her lips. "Good," he murmured against her skin. "Because I wasn't planning on this being the last time."
Sarah shivered at his words, a mixture of excitement and apprehension swirling inside her.
She knew that her life had just become infinitely more complicated. But right now, lying in Wang Jian's arms, she couldn't bring herself to care.