What to do if I've locked myself in a book! - Chapter 54

“Mm, what are you doing? Let go!”

She pushed hard, but instead of breaking free, she was pinned firmly in his hold.

He stared at her intently. In those dark, abyss-deep eyes her panicked expression was reflected. His gaze shifted downward and landed on the bright, glaring heart-shaped hickey on her neck. The irritation nearly tore him apart from the inside out.

She had just been with Ye Xize—so why was it suddenly not okay when it was him?

And that name, Ji Shi—was that the man she had been expecting so much that she even mistook him for someone else?

A chaotic mess of emotions boiled in Cheng Ye’s mind, tangled into knots, then burst out through his sharp, unforgiving lips in a rapid barrage.

“Who is Ji Shi? The next man you’re going to see? Didn’t you just get fucked—are you already itching again down there?”

The pent-up resentment escaped without thought, and it truly angered her.

Smack—

A loud slap landed across Cheng Ye’s left cheek. He didn’t dodge it. He took it head-on.

The burning sting on his face was oddly refreshing.

He would rather be slapped by her—hit, even—than be ignored.

As long as he could get her attention.

The slap was hard, leaving a light red handprint on his cold, pale face. But it was like a fuse, completely igniting his desire.

The numbness in her palm hadn’t faded yet. She was about to scold him when his kiss suddenly forced its way into her mouth again.

Hot breath poured into her lungs. His fierce kiss blocked her mouth until she nearly suffocated.

“Mm…”

She tried to push him away again, but it was as if all her strength had been drained by that slap.

The room filled with loud kissing sounds and increasingly rapid breaths. Outside, the thunderstorm roared on like endless background music—rain that could not extinguish the wildfire of desire inside.

Qianqian, I like you.
I’ve liked you for seven years.

Thump, thump—

Her heart suddenly raced, as if she had heard Ji Shi’s thoughts.

At the same moment, Cheng Ye seemed to sense something too. He lifted his lashes heavy with desire and met her turbulent gaze.

The feeling was strange—as if Ji Shi’s soul were inside Cheng Ye’s body.

Cheng Ye’s heart jolted violently. His longing for her overflowed madly, unstoppable, threatening to drown him.

He found it unbelievable. His feelings for her were this intense—even though they had known each other for barely a month, it felt like emotions accumulated over many years, seeping into his bones.

He couldn’t take it anymore. He lifted her and threw her onto the sofa.

The moment her back sank into the cushions, Cheng Ye pressed down on her, stripped off all her clothes, tossed them aside, and shoved her bra upward.

Her full breasts popped out, the bra edge biting into the flesh. Somehow it looked even more obscene than being completely naked, making her let out a soft, embarrassed moan.

She reached to cover herself, but he seized her wrists and pinned them down. Those eyes, burning crimson with desire, locked onto her pink, tender flesh, and he lowered his head and swallowed her.

“Ah—mm…”

His bangs brushed against her chest as he buried himself in her breasts, licking and sucking. Her nipples hardened quickly under his teasing tongue. Like devouring a delicacy, he alternated between them, completely absorbed, not even sparing a glance at her reaction.

He sighed and licked downward. His strong tongue traced her soft belly and moved lower, stopping at her already soaked underwear.

He freed one hand and—rip—tore it off.

The sudden stimulation made her cry out as a gush of liquid sprayed out, splashing near his prominent Adam’s apple, unbearably lewd.

Scraps of fabric still clung to her exposed core. Breathing heavily, he lowered his head and sucked hard at her pulsing entrance.

His hot, powerful tongue thrust eagerly inside, probing the inner walls, then circling to tease her sensitive bud.

She was overwhelmed, fluids flowing freely. Her legs spread uncontrollably as she watched him lose himself in eating her.

He was fierce, like a beast driven by endless hunger, as if he wanted to drain her completely, panting heavily as he licked.

Her abdomen trembled with pleasure, her breasts shaking lightly.

Finally unable to hold back, he lifted his head to breathe. His cold, handsome face still bore the mark of her slap—and was now coated with glistening slick, even in his hair. It was excessively obscene.

He didn’t bother wiping it away. Impatient, he straightened up, unbuttoned his pants, and freed his rock-hard length.

The massive shaft sprang out at once, the head pointing straight toward her gaze.

“Mm…”

Another wave of fluid spilled out at the shocking sight, splashing onto his veined shaft.

The cock twitched excitedly before he grabbed it and pressed it to her entrance.

The tip pushed in partway—then without waiting, he forced his way in, spreading her open, grinding through tight, soft flesh, plunging deep inside.

“Ah!”

“Mm, so tight.”

Intense pleasure spread from where they were joined. He pressed down, pinned her hands, and began thrusting hard.

Slap, slap, slap—

He moved with brutal force. Loud, wet sounds echoed as his burning shaft plunged in and out of her, slick with fluid. The sensation of being filled sent wave after wave of pleasure crashing into her mind.

Above her, his gaze—full of love—looked chaotic and blurred under the thunderstorm and dim yellow light.

Dazed, she seemed to see Ji Shi and Cheng Ye overlapping.

Like two souls merging into one body.

His shaft rubbed relentlessly against her inner walls. Her tight core sucked him in again and again, vibrations rising from deep within, wrapping her entire body in warmth and numb pleasure.

Her black hair framed her flushed face. Sweet, sticky moans spilled from her parted lips, the moisture inside them like a bottomless desire, threatening to pull him in completely.

“Qianqian.”

He called her name unconsciously—like Ji Shi, yet like Cheng Ye. Before she could see his face clearly again, his kiss sealed her mouth once more.

His tongue pried open her desire with practiced ease, just like the relentless thrusting below.

I like you.

Thump, thump—

This time, she felt Cheng Ye’s heartbeat clearly.

The sensation of being taken by “two men” at once drove her into climax after climax.

From passive acceptance to active craving, she clung to him, enjoying “them” pounding into her again and again.

At the same time, Bai Yiyan, writing at his desk in his study, suddenly felt an inexplicable surge of emotions flood his chest—complex and overwhelming.

Crack—

Lightning split the night sky. In that instant of false daylight, the BLUE sign flickered eerily once.

Moments later, the endless rain stopped.