After Breaking Up, I Shared an Apartment With My Best Friend and Her Boyfriend (H) - Chapter 2: Morning Erection

Chapter 2: Morning Erection

Chen Qiao got off work early today, and it was just beginning to get light out when she returned home.

Using her key to open the door, she noticed that the creaking sound was gone – Xu Yanqi must have had someone fix it.

Trying not to disturb anyone’s rest, since the apartment walls in the community were not well-soundproofed, Chen Qiao quietly changed her shoes and tiptoed into her own room like a cat, making no noise.

Just as she was about to close her room door, she heard the sound of a woman’s soft moans coming from Xu Yanqi’s room across the hall.

Chen Qiao pondered if it could be Wen Sui who had returned, but Wen Sui would have told her in advance.

The moans in the room grew louder, accompanied by a man’s grunts of restrained pleasure.

“Shit!”

Followed by a curse, “Fuck this pussy bitch.”

Though vulgar, Xu Yanqi’s deep, forceful voice made Chen Qiao imagine the man’s Adam’s apple bobbing as he hissed out those words with an enticing rhythm that couldn’t be ignored.

“Mmm… Cum inside your pussy… Slut.”

After another muffled groan, Chen Qiao could tell the man had climaxed.

Soon, the room fell silent – the woman’s moans had stopped, as well as the man’s deep, passionately burning voice.

There were only faint rustling sounds, like the wiping of tissues on genitals, and the sound of him getting up from the bed.

Chen Qiao quickly closed her own room door, but it creaked again – she had forgotten the room door was also old-fashioned.

Xu Yanqi now knew Chen Qiao had returned, and he frowned, pulling open his door and standing upright in the hallway like a poplar tree, unsure whether to knock on her door or not.

Later, when Xu Yanqi had finished grooming and dressing, he was about to leave.

Chen Qiao really needed to use the restroom and thought he wouldn’t hear her in the living room, so she quietly opened her door and tiptoed to the bathroom.

When she came out of the bathroom, she was surprised to find Xu Yanqi standing outside, holding a razor and intently focused on shaving in the mirror.

The stubble that had grown overnight surrendered to his skilled movements, like an artist decisively sculpting his own work.

When their eyes met, both Xu Yanqi’s and Chen Qiao’s actions paused momentarily.

Xu Yanqi seemed to hesitate, “Morning…”

But Chen Qiao interrupted him, “Morning, I know. My ex-boyfriend used to do that too.”

She understood about men’s morning erections.

Xu Yanqi’s expression stalled, and he put down the razor, waiting for Chen Qiao to speak again.

“When is Wen Sui coming back?”

Xu Yanqi replied, “End of the month.”

Chen Qiao calculated – Wen Sui had just left a week or so ago.

She figured Xu Yanqi must have a strong physical need most of the time.

This morning, she could sense the intensity of his desire in his voice, and imagined him furiously stroking himself to release, like a long-starved wolf unable to contain his urges.

Chen Qiao glanced at Xu Yanqi, at least he was probably more virile than her ex, given his muscular physique.

The two fell silent. The bathroom doorway was very narrow, and as Chen Qiao tried to pass by the vanity, Xu Yanqi stepped back to the wall to give her space.

Chen Qiao consciously turned sideways as she shuffled past him. But in her unsteady steps, her slightly raised breasts brushed against his solid chest in his crisp white shirt.

In her loose black nightgown, Xu Yanqi could see the delicate mounds of her breasts gently swaying within.

Xu Yanqi’s brow furrowed – she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Chen Qiao noticed him looking down at her, and quickly braced herself against the wall behind him to push herself off.

In doing so, Xu Yanqi glimpsed her hardened nipples straining against the fabric.

She seemed to be reacting to him.

And he was reacting to her as well, the hard bulge in his trousers standing brazenly erect.

Chen Qiao felt it too, and their eyes met, a silent understanding quietly growing between them.