The Strongest Master Venturing Urban-Chapter 700: You Scared Me, Please Don’t!
"Mmmnnh~ it itches... fuck, it itches so bad, big hero brother... you're making me suffer here, just hurry up and do it already."
Hearing He Beibei urge him like that, Chen Bin ignored her completely.
Instead, his hand slid down her smooth, flat belly and reached right into her little panties.
In no time, his fingers found that soft, slick, steaming-hot valley between her legs.
The wave of pleasure hit, and He Beibei just couldn't hold back the restless longing in her heart anymore; she let out a helpless, hungry moan.
The look she gave Chen Bin was drenched with haze and lust.
A sly, wicked smile slipped over Chen Bin's lips as he found the Jade Pearl on that valley and started gently rubbing her with his fingers.
He Beibei was way too sensitive for this—her pretty little body shuddered hard, and a pained, lewd cry burst up from deep in her throat.
"Ah... ahh! Big hero brother, can't you hurry up and get inside? I'm itching everywhere, I can't take it anymore."
But instead, Chen Bin pointed right at his rock-hard dick.
"Beibei, you haven't used your mouth on me for ages. Suck me off first, then I'll fuck you."
He Beibei looked down at that angry, throbbing cock and swallowed instinctively.
Even though she was married now, she'd only ever sucked Chen Bin's dick her whole life.
Just remembering how his cock had rammed deep into her throat before made her core clench with an electric tingle.
She climbed over and draped herself across Chen Bin's legs, opening her mouth wide to slowly take that burning-hot cockhead between her lips.
Chen Bin suddenly thrust up, sinking his cock in one swift stroke, ramming it right to the back of her throat.
Maybe it had been too long since she last went down on him, but caught off guard, He Beibei was overwhelmed by a fierce rush of suffocation.
She was just about to pull her head back when Chen Bin grabbed her and held her firm.
Cut off from any fresh air, He Beibei's delicate tongue started to thrash around, desperate and wild.
The flood of pleasure washed through Chen Bin, making his whole body tingle and buzz.
Unconsciously, his grip on her neck loosened, easing up bit by bit.
"Kuh—kuh..."
Seizing the moment, He Beibei quickly pulled his cock out of her mouth.
She gasped hungrily for fresh air, not caring about anything else.
Crystal-clear drool dripped from the corner of her lips—that was the first time she'd been this messy since she'd gotten married.
But before He Beibei could truly catch her breath, Chen Bin's arm tightened again, stuffing his cock back into her pretty mouth.
"Gulp... mmm! Kuh-kuh..."
He Beibei was so used to being spoiled and pampered these days.
Being forced like this made her struggle and squirm.
But it didn't take long before her old instincts kicked back in.
She started moving in rhythm with Chen Bin, sucking his cock with desperate hunger.
Her velvety tongue twirled and played around the very tip, sending electric pleasure jolting through Chen Bin and raising goosebumps on his skin.
No matter what, He Beibei was Xiong Wubing's darling wife now.
The fact that she was actively sucking him off—a feat none of his other women could ever compare to—filled him with insane satisfaction.
"Gulp! Gulp... mmm! Mmm! Mmm..."
He Beibei ran her soft little hands through her hair, stretched her neck, and matched Chen Bin's thrusts, pushing his cock again and again down her throat.
Chen Bin was totally reveling in it—but the moment he remembered her betrayal, the sight of her just made rage boil up in his chest.
He grabbed the back of He Beibei's neck and shoved her straight down onto the bed.
The suddenness of it made He Beibei's heart leap with shock.
She was just about to ask why, but Chen Bin crushed her underneath him, rough and forceful.
"Big hero brother, what are you doing? You're hurting me!"
He Beibei immediately tried to push Chen Bin off to the side as she spoke.
But he was just too heavy—she couldn't budge him at all.
Chen Bin snorted coldly and replied,
"Hmph! Just thinking about you marrying Xiong Wubing pisses me off to no end. Why did you have to become the wife of my enemy?!"
As he spoke, Chen Bin grabbed the silk stockings clinging to He Beibei's legs and began to rip them apart with sharp force.
Watching the beauty of the tearing fabric before his eyes, he felt insanity slowly coiling within him, flaring hotter by the second.
He Beibei saw the scarlet hunger in Chen Bin's eyes, a flickering unease awakening inside her.
She hurried to explain, "Hero Brother, I know I was wrong. Xiong Wubing is so much older than me, I really don't like him. But he threatened my family's safety, I… I truly had no choice!"
Chen Bin didn't reply; his gaze burned, fixated on the garter he'd just torn apart.
Her black, seductive little panties were suddenly exposed, sparking a surge of greedy desire inside him.
He lowered his head and took the panties into his mouth, sucking hungrily.
Where his lips met her, there was a slick, wet heat—laced with the potent scent of a woman's body.
That fragrance, thick and wild, fed the dark flames raging hotter inside Chen Bin's chest, unchecked and ravenous.
"No! Hero Brother, you're scaring me, please don't!"
Faced with Chen Bin's wild devouring, He Beibei was swept between delight and fear.
All her years in the Imperial Capital, she'd only known refined men from polite society.
Chen Bin's madness frightened her.
But with a single turn of thought—he was, after all, the man she loved most—her terror faded into the background.
In the wake of fear came a wave of pleasure, sharp and dizzying, eroding her defenses in torrents of forbidden sensation.
"Mmha~ Harder, lick harder! Hero Brother, the way you lick me feels so good, you're melting me to the bone…"
Hearing this, Chen Bin at last regained a trace of lucidity.
He hadn't realized his roughness would awaken that buried craving deep in her heart.
On reflection, it made perfect sense.
Beibei had always been a little enchantress at heart, but once she married into the Xiong family, she'd been forced to play the genteel lady, gentle, learned—proper in every way.
Over time, all those rules and customs became her silent shackles.
All he needed to do was help Beibei reclaim her former self—the reckless, headstrong little demoness.
Only when she tore away the Xiong family's mask would she truly surrender, becoming his own devoted bitch, body and soul!
That thought drove his actions rougher still.
He seized He Beibei's jade-white thigh-high stockings and gave them another violent yank.
"Sssss-rip…"
The once-sturdy silk, strained to its limit, split again—new tears gaping wide.
Pale, flawless skin shone through the ragged holes, making the fire in Chen Bin's heart burn wilder, jagged and primal.
He bent his head to her supple, creamy legs, kissing his way down in slow, tormented hunger.
Soon, dark bruises bloomed beneath his lips, leaving a trail of blue-violet marks against her milky flesh.
They were perfectly framed by the shredded sultry gaps in the stocking—so wickedly obscene to behold.
"Nnh~ No… don't, not like this…"
He Beibei lay helpless on the bed, sighing, a trembling, powerless moan escaping her lips.
Her jade-white hands clutched desperately at the sheets as she sank into a haze of deliciously unfamiliar pleasure.
Though her mouth protested, her legs opened wide of their own accord, giving Chen Bin unrestrained access to ravage her as he wished.
He pressed greedy kisses all the way down, landing finally on her exquisitely carved, delicate feet.
In the lamplight, He Beibei's little feet glowed pink and translucent, not a single blemish to be seen.
So dainty and flawless in their delicate perfection, they begged to be adored, possessed—never to be let go.
And since she'd only just bathed, her feet were wrapped in the faint, fresh scent of shower gel, crisp and intoxicating.
Chen Bin licked his lips, unable to resist the growing desire inside him any longer.
He leaned down and pressed a hot kiss directly onto He Beibei's soft feet.
"Hero Brother, slow down—ah! You're making me so ticklish…"
Beibei knew well about Chen Bin's fetish for feet; she took care to keep them beautiful for him.
But it had been so long since anyone had indulged her this way—the featherlike tingling climbing up her legs drove her to moan wantonly…







