After Breaking Up, I Shared an Apartment With My Best Friend and Her Boyfriend (H) - Chapter 19: Rubbing His Cock Inside
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Chapter 19: Rubbing His C0ck Inside
Next, the zipper of his trousers slowly slid down.
Chen Qiao perked up her ears to listen. She unconsciously licked her dry lips but didn’t turn her head.
“Xu Yanqi, did you get the hair off?”
Xu Yanqi was lowering his head at that moment. Under the direct light from above, one of his hands rested on her waist while the other gripped his c0ck, which sprang free from his underwear. His throat tightened again and again. His fingers guided his painfully hard c0ck upward as his body trembled slightly.
He rubbed himself while caressing the skin of her waist. He tilted his head back a little, mouth slightly open, his voice husky.
“Not yet. It’ll take a bit longer. Face away from me, and don’t turn around yet.”
Chen Qiao’s eyes darkened slightly. She responded with a soft, “Mmm.”
Standing still felt uncomfortable. Chen Qiao reached for the door beside her. She stiffly shuffled over bit by bit, grasping the doorknob. Once both hands held it, supporting her body, she slowly sank her waist, her ass tilting up slightly.
“Xu Yanqi, I need to get to work. If you’re feeling pent up, how about rubbing against my thighs? It might be quicker that way.”
After she spoke, Xu Yanqi furrowed his brow. His gaze landed plainly on Chen Qiao’s petite ass. She wore tight black shorts with delicate lace trim at the edges, incredibly enticing.
Chen Qiao lowered her head slightly but still didn’t turn her face. She said to him, “You can rub through the gap in my shorts, just graze the edge. It might feel better for you.”
Hearing her bold, unreserved words, a flicker of barely noticeable tension flashed through Xu Yanqi’s eyes.
He knew, of course, that rubbing his c0ck inside would feel much better. But that action would also mean their relationship would undergo a drastic shift.
After all, once physical contact started, it would become endlessly addictive. It would surely spiral out of control.
Though at that moment, they both understood each other’s sexual needs and the help required, it didn’t mean they could take it a step further.
“It’s fine. Like this, I can finish myself.”
Xu Yanqi refused.
His dark eyes sank. The man’s features were deep, his nose high, and his thin lips gradually pressed together. His palm gripped his c0ck tightly, working it with force.
He took in her soft waist, elegant back, and captivating neck and shoulders. The visual stimulation numbed his lower body. His Adam’s apple rolled with strain. His hand moved up and down more frequently, sweat beading uncontrollably on his forehead.
For fifteen minutes, he jerked off in a mix of agony and pleasure. Chen Qiao stood there awkwardly, like she was in military stance, until her legs couldn’t hold her up anymore.
She spoke with difficulty. “Xu Yanqi, I need to get to work.”
Xu Yanqi was at his peak. His brow creased tightly. His rapid breathing couldn’t be stifled and poured into Chen Qiao’s ears. “Just a bit more. Almost there. Almost done.”
After he spoke, Chen Qiao immediately heard him let out a muffled grunt. But that grunt wasn’t relief—it was thick with suppressed desire.
Even his muffled sound was so appealing. The low, hoarse tone he let out made Chen Qiao’s ears tingle.
She bit her delicate lip and asked again.
“Sure you don’t want to rub?”
After she spoke, Xu Yanqi’s hand on his c0ck paused slightly.
Chen Qiao unconsciously moved one hand off the doorknob. Without drawing attention, she cupped the full mound between her legs.
Her palm slowly rubbed the front, her voice laced with traces of desire, deliberately softened as she spoke.
“A gentleman’s agreement. I won’t let Wen Sui know, Xu Yanqi.”
Hearing her call his name again, Xu Yanqi couldn’t hold back. A scorching look swept over her body, landing on those black shorts.