nagpurpolice Chapter 708: Messing With Bella In Public
Chapter 708: Messing With Bella In Public
Chapter 708: Messing With Bella In Public
His hands roamed over her body, fingers tracing the curve of her waist, the swell of her hips, before slipping under her shirt to caress her bare skin. Bella gasped into the kiss, her breath quickening as his touch sent waves of pleasure coursing through her.
"Wang Jian..." she whispered his name like a prayer, her hands clutching at his shoulders as he pushed her back onto the couch. The feeling of his weight pressing down on her, his warmth enveloping her, made her feel safe, protected, and completely desired.
Wang Jian's lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses that made Bella's head spin. "I want to make you feel good, Bella," he murmured against her skin, his voice husky with desire. "Let me show you how much I want you."
She nodded eagerly, her eyes fluttering shut as she surrendered herself completely to his touch. Wang Jian wasted no time, his hands deftly unbuttoning her shirt, exposing the smooth, pale skin beneath. His lips followed the path his fingers had created, kissing his way down to the valley between her breasts.
Bella's breath hitched as his hands slid behind her, unclasping her bra with practiced ease. The garment fell away, leaving her exposed to his hungry gaze. Wang Jian's eyes darkened with lust as he took in the sight of her, his hands cupping her breasts, thumbs brushing over her sensitive nipples.
A soft moan escaped Bella's lips as he leaned down, his mouth closing over one of her nipples, sucking gently. The sensation was electric, sending jolts of pleasure through her body. Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer as she arched into his touch.
"Wang Jian... please..." she begged, her voice breathy and desperate. She needed more, needed to feel him, all of him.
He chuckled softly, the sound vibrating against her skin. "Patience, Bella. I'm going to take my time with you."
But even as he spoke, his own restraint was thinning. The feel of her beneath him, the way her body responded to his every touch, was driving him wild with desire. He needed to be inside her, to claim her fully.
With a growl of hunger, Wang Jian pulled back just long enough to rid himself of his shirt, then returned to her, his hands moving to unfasten her pants. Bella lifted her hips, helping him slide them off along with her panties, leaving her completely bare before him.
For a moment, Wang Jian simply looked at her, taking in the sight of her flushed skin, her eyes heavy with lust, her chest rising and falling rapidly with each breath. She was perfect, and she was his.
"Bella," he whispered her name like a promise as he lowered himself onto her again, his hand sliding between her legs to feel the wetness there. She was more than ready for him, her body trembling with anticipation.
"Wang Jian... please, I need you," she begged again, her voice trembling with need.
lips as he scrolled through his phone, reading through Bella's leave request. The words on the screen, "sick and unable to come to college," made him chuckle under his breath. "Sick, huh?" he muttered, casting a glance toward Bella, who was just stepping out of the shower, her damp hair cascading down her shoulders, wearing nothing but a towel that clung precariously to her voluptuous curves.
Bella noticed him staring and blushed deeply, clutching the towel tighter against her body. "What are you looking at?" she asked, her voice timid but playful.
"Just admiring the view," Wang Jian responded with a wink. He set his phone down and
patted the bed beside him. "Come here."
Bella hesitated for a moment, her shyness still getting the better of her even after the passionate night they'd shared. But the pull of Wang Jian's smoldering gaze was irresistible, and slowly, she crossed the room to join him on the bed.
As she sat down, Wang Jian reached for her, gently pulling her into his arms. His hands caressed her back, slowly sliding down to the curve of her hips. Bella bit her lip, feeling the heat of his touch through the thin fabric of the towel.
"You know," he whispered into her ear, "we now have a few days of freedom left. We can do whatever we want." His lips grazed her neck, sending shivers down her spine.
Bella's breath hitched, and she squirmed slightly in his grasp. "W-Wang Jian," she stammered, "we... we can't just stay in bed all day."
"Why not?" Wang Jian teased, his voice low and seductive. "We've got all the time in the world. No classes, no responsibilities... just you and me."
Bella's breath caught in her throat as Wang Jian's hand found its way to the curve of her hip,
his fingers sliding along the edge of her panties. She bit her lip, torn between her shyness and the undeniable desire that pulsed through her body.
"W-Wang Jian..." she protested weakly, though there was no real conviction in her voice. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her, but the thought of indulging so freely still embarrassed her.
Wang Jian grinned, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You don't have to be shy, Bella. No one's here but us. And trust me... you're too irresistible for me to keep my hands off."
His words sent a shiver down Bella's spine, and she felt her resolve weakening. She turned her head to look up at him, her eyes meeting his. The intensity in his gaze made her heart flutter, and before she knew it, she was nodding, giving in to the fire that burned between them.