Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 139: Turning the Tables?

「A few minutes earlier.」

In the room, Sun Zhe grabbed Han Xinyue’s arm and rudely threw her onto the bed.

Han Xinyue seemed to have resigned herself to her fate. She showed none of her earlier aloofness, instead adopting a seductive demeanor. Moreover, she was waiting for Sun Zhe to get in bed with her!

She shifted her alluring body to sit up, reached out to hold Sun Zhe’s waist, and eagerly leaned in, using her lips and tongue to clean his dripping shaft. Earlier in the living room, her fragrant saliva had mixed with his essence on his member. It had already congealed, making it a bit difficult to clean now.

Moments later, she spat out the filth she had cleaned from her mouth. She looked up at Sun Zhe, who was standing by the bed, her eyes sultry as silk. "Shall we?" she asked.

Sun Zhe just smiled without a word. He was already secretly circulating his energy, invoking the Secret Technique of Jiewu Palace that Lin Shuqing had taught him.

Han Xinyue let out a soft snort and said nothing more. She obediently lay back, raising and spreading her legs into a capital ’M’. Her nightgown was already very short, so lying down was enough to expose her secret garden; there was no need to bother lifting it.

Looking at the dripping giant dragon, she felt an unexpected sense of anticipation. Her body and mind gradually grew hot as the flames of desire began to burn within her.

However, the flames of desire had not yet completely consumed her reason. She began to secretly circulate the Secret Technique of the Jade Fox Sect, planning to absorb Sun Zhe’s True Qi when he wasn’t paying attention.

Once she turned the tables and subdued this man, she would collar him, leash him, and lock him away in a small, dark room. She’d have all the time in the world to train him!

The thought of training Sun Zhe into her exclusive little wolfhound made her inexplicably excited.

Impulsively, she took matters into her own hands and tore open the crotch of her pantyhose.

RRRIP...

With the tantalizing sound of tearing fabric, a large hole was easily ripped in the seamless crotch. Then, with her delicate fingers, she gently pulled aside the nectar-soaked lace, exposing the slick, glistening field.

Sun Zhe fixed his gaze on the beautiful sight, his eyes burning with heat. Amidst the flourishing grass, the weeping butterfly’s wings were slightly parted. A pink crevice curved beautifully, glistening with a watery sheen and looking as tempting as a succulent jade abalone.

"As expected, a beautiful woman won’t be ugly down there either," Sun Zhe remarked. "You must have fucked quite a few people, right? I’m surprised it’s still so pink and tender."

Hearing Sun Zhe’s comment, Han Xinyue just snorted softly. Using two delicate fingers, she spread the butterfly wings apart, revealing the pink, gently writhing honeyed cave.

"Don’t you want to fuck me? I’ve spread myself open for you. What are you waiting for?"

Sun Zhe chuckled and stepped forward, kneeling on the edge of the bed. "Should I wear a condom first?" he teased. "We barely know each other, after all. What if you have some disease? That would be a huge loss for me."

Hearing this, Han Xinyue rolled her eyes at him. "You’re the one with a disease! I’m perfectly clean!" she retorted. "Are you getting on with it or not? If not, then forget it!"

Sun Zhe said no more. He knelt on the edge of the bed, adjusting his position and angle. Then, holding his shaft with one hand, he gently tapped and rubbed against her butterfly wings, using the eye at the tip to toy with the small, hardened bud nestled above them.

"Ngh... ah... Hurry up... Get in!"

Feeling the heat from his massive erection, Han Xinyue’s alluring body couldn’t help but squirm as she urged him on.

The very next moment, Sun Zhe granted her wish, thrusting his hips forward and plunging deep into her inner palace!

"Ah—!"

As the great dragon forced its way inside, Han Xinyue’s beautiful eyes flew wide open. She stretched her neck taut, her black silk-clad legs clamping tightly around Sun Zhe’s waist, and her stockinged feet curled with force. The extreme feeling of being filled almost drove her mad. It was so intense, she even felt a wave of bliss.

So this, she realized, was the true pleasure of being a woman!

She couldn’t help but recall every man she had ever been with, only to find that none of them could compare to the one inside her now. For a moment, she completely forgot about circulating the Secret Technique. She just wanted to cast everything aside and indulge in the pleasure.

At that moment, however, Sun Zhe wasn’t indulging in the tight, soft heat. The instant his dragon plunged inside her, he steadied his mind, ready to activate the Secret Technique at a moment’s notice. He remembered Lin Shuqing’s instruction: he could only use the Secret Technique when Han Xinyue reached her climax. To bring her to that point and make her lower her guard, he began to plow her diligently.

...

「Time passed slowly.」

In just over ten minutes, Han Xinyue was sent to her peak, her lithe body wracked with convulsions. Yet Sun Zhe showed no intention of stopping. Instead, he became even more relentless.

One climax wasn’t enough to make Han Xinyue completely drop her guard. To be safe, he decided to go a few more times. He would use the Secret Technique only after she was completely limp and pliant.

At this thought, Sun Zhe’s gaze turned harsh. He gripped the backs of her knees, forcing her legs up toward her chest and nearly folding her body in half. Then, Sun Zhe leaned down, bit the collar of her nightgown, and ripped it with a sharp jerk of his head. Her two firm, full white rabbits bounced free. He immediately latched onto one of the cherries, sucking on it fiercely.

"Mmmph... Stop... Please stop..." she begged. "You’re thrusting so deep... I can’t take it..."

Han Xinyue shook her head frantically, her hands pushing against Sun Zhe’s abdomen as if trying to push him away. But Sun Zhe paid her no mind, ignoring her pleas. He decisively increased his force and began to pound into her with savage intensity.

"Ahhh... I’m begging you... Let me rest for a bit..." Tears welled in the corners of Han Xinyue’s eyes as she cried out pitifully.

Sun Zhe’s face was flushed. He bit down hard on the cherry on her breast, pulling it taut as the speed of his hips accelerated. In this folded position, he was thrusting from above, allowing him to pound against her core with almost every strike.

"I... I really can’t take any more..." Drool trickled from the corner of Han Xinyue’s mouth. Her hands weakly clutched the bedsheets, and she felt as if her entire body was breaking apart.

With people he cared about, Sun Zhe might act rough and wild, but he would always retain a measure of tenderness. In the end, that roughness was just for show, to enhance the mood; it wasn’t genuine cruelty. But with Han Xinyue, he was truly fucking her with the intent to break her. Every thrust slammed into the very depths of her being, so deep it felt as if he wanted to pierce right through her.

「Time passed slowly.」

「About an hour later.」

Han Xinyue was sent to her peak for the fourth time.

Sun Zhe was on top of her, looking at her completely broken expression. He knew it was time. He activated the Secret Technique and began to absorb her True Qi.

But in the next moment, he felt an immense force clamp down on his member, squeezing so tightly that it hurt.

Han Xinyue’s eyes, which had rolled back in her head, suddenly regained their cold clarity. She looked at Sun Zhe, the corner of her lips curling into a triumphant sneer.

"Sun Zhe, go to hell!"

"..."