"I Want to Sleep with You" - ◆High-Class Flower (Thirteen) High-H Car Sex

The underground parking garage was dimly lit, and the time was 9:42 PM.
Zhou Xiao climaxed again, but Duan Zhao hadn't ejaculated yet. She sat on his lap, and by lifting her buttocks, the man could lower his head and suckle her nipple, which he did. Then, Zhou Xiao couldn't resist and wrapped her arms around Duan Zhao's neck, tilting her head back and moaning softly.
The moans were soft and gentle; the car was a place where they couldn't let loose, a kind of stifled lovemaking, but someone could pass by at any moment and see the violently shaking car. This kind of stimulation was different from doing it at home with the door closed; the tense, immoral feeling made Zhou Xiao's pleasure even more intense than usual.
Although she was on top, Zhou Xiao had a very strong waist. Duan Zhao had experienced this firsthand after so many times with her. She didn't just passively let the man penetrate her; she actively lifted her waist to suck and bite the man's penis, squeezing hard, and the inner walls moved with great pleasure. With each thrust, a tingling, electric-like sensation traveled from her genitals to her tailbone, and then throughout her entire body.
Having sex with her is addictive; she's a siren who sucks men's lifeblood.
Duan Zhao, breathing heavily, searched for Zhou Xiao's lips with hazy eyes.
His slightly open mouth and flushed face made him look particularly lewd, and he even liked to kiss Zhou Xiao while penetrating her.
Zhou Xiao often experienced the pain of being penetrated to the point of collapse, and then Duan Zhao would kiss her until she was breathless.
Duan Zhao expressed his intense love for her through sex, which Zhou Xiao couldn't understand; she only felt that he was being too forceful.
After the flower on the high mountain fell, how did it become so lustful?
Zhou Xiao pushed him away, unable to bear it any longer. Duan Zhao grabbed her wrists and pulled them behind her back, completely imprisoning her. His lower body began to thrust violently into her without warning, while he inappropriately uttered sweet words to coax her: "Does it feel good... Can I go in a little deeper... It's so tight, hiss..."
Zhou Xiao felt something was wrong, but she was already quite dazed from being penetrated, and with the aftereffects of the alcohol, she was almost losing her self-awareness. She could only instinctively squeeze the man's penis tighter, hoping he would ejaculate quickly.
Duan Zhao hummed comfortably, licked his lower lip, and looked down at the part of himself and Zhou Xiao where they had been having intercourse.
His ugly thing was covered with a layer of lewd moisture as it went in and out of Zhou Xiao's pubic hair-covered hole, her labia turned outwards from being dry, faintly revealing the bright red flesh inside.
How erotic!
He gritted his teeth, his penis engorged with blood, wanting to ejaculate inside her.
Duan Zhao's thrusting speed suddenly increased, his penis moving in and out, the whole car echoing with the sounds of flesh slapping and thrusting, filled with a strong sense of lust.
Zhou Xiao's vagina had another advantage: the faster a man thrust in, the tighter she gripped. The force of that tight grip made Duan Zhao's scalp tingle, and he let out a moan, mixed with Zhou Xiao's slightly sharp moans. Suddenly, Duan Zhao thrust in to the deepest point and ejaculated.
Zhou Xiao's hand, which was holding Duan Zhao's, trembled. She bit her lower lip and climaxed again. Her panting sounded like the exhilarating relief of surviving a disaster.
After Duan Zhao paused for a moment, when he pulled his penis out, the opening of the vagina twitched twice, and a pool of liquid flowed out with the penis. The semi-transparent vaginal fluid mixed with milky white semen eagerly clung to Duan Zhao's penis and Zhou Xiao's vaginal opening.
Duan Zhao drove very fast, and when he turned his head, he could see Zhou Xiao, who was half drunk and half tired, sleeping with her head tilted to the side.
His Adam's apple bobbed, and he suddenly had a strong urge to lick her—it was an indescribable desire, perhaps born of lust, yet tinged with love, giving him a powerful thirst to devour her whole.
A twenty-minute drive took Duan Zhao just fifteen minutes to get home. He carried Zhou Xiao out of the car; he seemed very eager. Zhou Xiao was pushed onto the bed almost without her feet touching the ground. He lifted her skirt, revealing her naked, disheveled vulva, her pubic hair smeared with vaginal fluid and semen.
Duan Zhao spread her knees apart, making Zhou Xiao's body form a shameful M shape, and covered her with his whole body, kneeling down as he forcefully inserted his penis back in.
"Ah!" Zhou Xiao cried out briefly, her legs involuntarily trembling twice.
Duan Zhao thrust a few times, still feeling unsatisfied. He leaned forward and pressed down, bending Zhou Xiao's legs over and pressing them against her chest. Then, without any restraint, he began to fuck her with wide, sweeping strokes.
Zhou Xiao was firmly pinned down, watching the man on top of her thrusting and pumping with a look of ecstasy in his eyes. Suddenly, she was momentarily distracted, and something flashed through her mind.
She didn't have time to think, because Duan Zhao freed his hands. He inserted his fingers into Zhou Xiao's mouth, mimicking the action of intercourse, pressing and thrusting against her tongue. His two slender fingertips went in and out, becoming soaked with Zhou Xiao's saliva.
Then it was all smeared on Zhou Xiao's breasts, which he squeezed and kneaded, burying his face in them like a dog, inhaling her scent. The uniquely Zhou Xiao scent: the fragrance of a woman's sweat, the slightly fishy smell of her vaginal fluids, and the scent of their shared, intoxicating lust.
Zhou Xiao felt like a boat tossed and turned in the sea, unable to find a foothold, with only the bed sheet beneath her and the penis connected to Duan Zhao for support. The sex hormones secreted by lust frantically attacked her brain, and she suddenly felt that she and Duan Zhao were like two beasts in heat who only knew how to mate.
Zhou Xiao was almost there, her moans starting to sound like sobs. As Duan Zhao relentlessly pounded into her like a pile driver, she grabbed his back to relieve the overwhelming pleasure. Bloody scratches appeared on the man's beautiful, taut back, the stinging pain mixed with pleasure shooting through his entire body. Duan Zhao was even experiencing a strange kind of pleasure.
Zhou Xiao unconsciously arched her back, her insteps tensed, her toes hooked onto the sheets, and she whimpered and bit her lip as she reached orgasm.
Her vaginal muscles gripped Duan Zhao's penis tightly, as if she wouldn't let him have an easy time even if she died. Duan Zhao was forced to clench his back teeth to barely suppress the urge to ejaculate.
He withdrew, bent down, and bit Zhou Xiao's breast. He kissed her neck, bit the tip of her ear, and ran his fingers down to caress her vulva, prolonging the pleasure of Zhou Xiao's recent orgasm.
As Duan Zhao's slightly cool fingertips brushed against her clitoris, a tingling, lingering pleasure seeped from her very bones. Zhou Xiao couldn't help but feel a slight tremor, like an electric shock, inside and at the entrance of her vagina, a comfortable feeling that made her feel drowsy.
But Duan Zhao had no intention of letting her off so easily. Zhou Xiao felt incredibly comfortable, but then fatigue washed over her, and she started to feel sleepy. Duan Zhao turned her body to the side, held one of her legs, and slowly inserted himself into her from the side.
Instantly, the sounds of intimate intercourse filled the room again, mixed with the intermittent gasps and moans of the man and woman.
...
Zhou Xiao came out of the bathroom and, meeting Duan Zhao's slightly expectant gaze, handed him the pregnancy test.
"Not pregnant."
Duan Zhao immediately frowned slightly, took the paper and looked at it. There was a line, Zhou Xiao really wasn't pregnant.
Including the time Zhou Xiao spent kidnapping Duan Zhao, the two had been having sex for almost a month. Duan Zhao had a strong sex drive, and Zhou Xiao was no less, able to withstand Duan Zhao's relentless fucking. But despite all this, Zhou Xiao still didn't get pregnant.
Duan Zhao was alright; whether Zhou Xiao was pregnant or not, he could find reasons to keep her by his side. If she wasn't pregnant, he would have more time to cultivate their relationship. But Zhou Xiao wasn't happy. They had already delayed for so long, and the more she wanted to get pregnant, the less likely she was to conceive. It really proved the saying that haste makes waste.
"Tsk, it's been so many days, why is it still not working?" Zhou Xiao looked down and touched her stomach, suddenly feeling that her ideal of changing her life through artificial insemination was a bit far-fetched.
Zhou Xiao glanced at Duan Zhao, her gaze falling on his crotch: "...Hmm, could it be that you're impotent?"
Duan Zhao's face suddenly darkened. Any man would find it unbearable to be told he was no good by his partner.
"Whether I can do it or not, you know best, don't you?" Duan Zhao suppressed his anger and spoke as gently as possible.
Zhou Xiao scratched her head: "Okay, okay, you're all for it. But I can't stay here forever. Let's make a deal. If I still can't get pregnant after waiting any longer, then let's part ways amicably, okay?"
"Do you think this is okay?"
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Author's Note: "The Flower on the High Mountain" has a happy ending. Wait for me, I can make it work. This is an extra chapter for 1100 beads.

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