"Finally Found You" - ◆I like proactive [h]

Meng Can walked over to Zheng Jiaqi, staring at her unhappy face, and teased, "Are you upset? Just because I said I wouldn't give it to you?"
When his sore spot was hit, Zheng Jiaqi stubbornly defended herself, saying, "I'm not unhappy." After saying that, afraid of revealing her weakness, she turned around and faced away from him.
Meng Can knew perfectly well that her little thoughts were written all over her face. He sat down next to her, turned her shoulder to face him, and asked, "Do you like me?"
This is a statement; he already knew this girl was interested in him, but he wanted to hear her admit it herself. Perhaps it was his competitive spirit acting up again!
He had hit the nail on the head, and her cheeks flushed again. She did like him, really liked him, though she didn't know when it had started. But she was just too stubborn to admit it: "I didn't." Then she pulled away from the man's hand and shrank into the blankets.
“I like women who take the initiative!” Meng Can “kindly reminded” from the side.
...
Seeing that she didn't move, he didn't bother to say anything more, and said, "Then you go to sleep! I'll go get another room." He then got up and left.
Hearing him get up, Zheng Jiaqi suddenly sat up, hugged him from behind, and after a long while, said in a muffled voice, "Don't go, I like you!" She admitted it, wasn't that enough? She silently asked herself, "Do you like me?" But she didn't dare to ask it out loud.
Meng Can immediately turned around, cupped her small face, lowered his head and kissed her lips, pried open her pearly teeth with his long tongue, and then used his tongue to draw out the saliva inside, which he swallowed.
Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with just his lips, and his passionate kisses spread to her cheeks. Suddenly, he felt a salty taste in his mouth. He raised his head slightly and saw that her eyes were as red as a little rabbit's eyes, which made his heart ache.
His expression froze for a moment, a slight hesitation forming in his heart, but that hesitation vanished immediately.
It wasn't the first time with her, so why was he pretending to be a good person? Considering the arrangements he'd made for her—that they wouldn't have any more contact, and that she'd forget him sooner or later—why not just live for the moment and enjoy life? Besides, she'd done it willingly.
His kisses gradually moved downwards, pressing her down onto the bed. He reached out and ripped off her towel, his strong chest pressing against her already delicate breasts as he continued kissing her snow-white neck.
After the ups and downs just now, Zheng Jiaqi felt very bitter. She admitted that she liked him, but he did not reciprocate. So what were they now? Could they be considered to have a legitimate relationship?
Perhaps because of her mother's profession, she valued status highly, but faced with the gap between herself and him, she dared not place too much importance on status.
Feeling his passionate kisses and the touch of his hot skin, her mind gradually went blank. She didn't want to think about these vague things anymore. So be it. After all, she was the one who fell in love first.
Just as Meng Can was about to insert his finger into her vaginal opening to check if it was wet, there was a knock on the door.
He lifted the blanket, covered her with it, and kissed her lips again, saying, "Wait for me."
He took the bag from the waiter who knocked on the door, threw it in front of Zheng Jiaqi, and said with a wicked smile, "Here's what you wanted!"
Completely bewildered, she picked up the bag. What did she want? What did she want? After just one glance, she was so embarrassed she almost threw the bag away, avoiding it like the plague, her face turning a deep, almost blood-red.
Because inside were nothing but props for playing in bed, like vibrators, condoms, whips, handcuffs, clamps, and various bottles and jars.
She knew what these things were for. She used to see pop-up windows with scantily clad women in internet cafes; out of curiosity, she clicked on them and learned their purpose.
She said angrily, "What are you going to do with all this?" She knew perfectly well what she was asking; these things were definitely going to be used on her.
Meng Can got into bed, took out a pink vibrator, turned it on, and the vibrator immediately emitted a slight buzzing sound, its rounded tip vibrating slightly. He lifted the covers, ready to try it on her.
Blushing, she tried to back away, grabbing the blanket to wrap herself in, but the man wouldn't allow it. He yanked the blanket away and said sternly, "Hurry up, spread your legs."
"I don't want to." This is too embarrassing!
Seeing that she still refused, Meng Can put down the vibrator, hugged her from behind, held her breasts with one hand, and used the other hand to forcefully insert the vibrator into her crotch. Then he lowered his head and coaxed her in a soft voice in her ear, "Be good, listen to me, open your legs, it will make you feel very comfortable."
She couldn't bring herself to take that step; she kept her lips pursed and her legs tightly clamped together.
"I've said it before, I like proactive women. If you like me, then be more proactive!" Meng Can shamelessly exploited her feelings to satisfy his own perverse desires.
This time she fell silent...
Meng Can parted her legs and placed the rounded end of the vibrator on her pink labia. In that instant, she let out a soft moan, as faint as a mosquito's buzz, which stimulated his eardrums.
He used the hand that was pinching her breasts to separate her labia, and with his index finger he touched the clitoris protruding above her vulva. Then he placed the vibrator on it, and he could feel the girl in his arms tremble, and her moans became much louder than before.
"Mmm...uh...no...don't..." Zheng Jiaqi had never experienced such stimulation before. Her scalp tingled instantly, and she closed her eyes tightly, her upper body involuntarily arching upwards.
"How is it? Is it comfortable?" The man's voice was a little hoarse, and his warm breath went into her ear.
"Um...no...not comfortable...uh...it hurts so much..." The stimulation in her lower body made it impossible for her to speak a complete sentence.
"Feeling uncomfortable? How about this?" The man said, increasing the vibration frequency by another level, which made her moan even louder.
"Ah—no...no...it's even harder...it's even more painful..." She couldn't bear it and tried to close her legs, but Meng Can's long legs pressed her down. Her hands kept grabbing wildly, leaving nail marks on the man's arms.
"I can't take it anymore... I really can't take it anymore... I want to..." She felt a spasm in her lower abdomen, her bladder was out of control, and she wanted to urinate, but she couldn't say it.
"Do you need to pee? Hmm?" Meng Can said this for her.
She gritted her teeth and made "uh-huh" sounds through her nose. She couldn't hold it in any longer. It would be too embarrassing if she wet the bed. Tears streamed down her face.
“Silly girl, that’s not peeing, that’s you about to squirt. Come on, don’t hold it in, let it out and let me see your squirting skills.” Meng Can explained to her.
He had witnessed many women squirt, but most of them did it intentionally, like in adult videos. They were trained to drink a lot of water beforehand, and then just a few teasing moments would make them squirt, with a lot of urine in their ejaculation. This girl hadn't been "developed" yet; there were many things she didn't understand. She hadn't drunk much water just now, so this was her first real squirt, which he had managed to arouse. He really wanted to see it for himself.

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