Chapter 178: Doesn’t Even Compare to One-Tenth
Chapter 178: Doesn’t Even Compare to One-Tenth
A moment later.
Dong Qiu Ping bit her lower lip as she straddled Lin Meng, taking him in completely. Her breathing grew ragged. She felt an intense, swollen fullness and a scorching heat. Her sexy body trembled uncontrollably.
Even though she had only just taken him in, she was already pushed to a long-awaited climax.
Feeling the powerful waves of her contractions, Lin Meng looked up at the woman straddling his waist in surprise. "Sister Dong, are you really this sensitive?" he couldn’t help but ask.
Dong Qiu Ping blushed deeply, panting heavily. "I’m not usually this sensitive... It’s probably because you’re so big and unbelievably hot!"
Lin Meng asked with a grin, "Then do you like me?"
"I do. I like you to death." Dong Qiu Ping replied without hesitation, making no effort to hide her deep satisfaction.
Her eager expression made Lin Meng’s mouth go dry. He couldn’t resist thrusting his hips upward. "Sister Dong, since you like it so much, you’d better start moving!"
Seeing Lin Meng’s urgent gaze, Dong Qiu Ping’s desire ignited once more. Her eyes grew hazy, and biting her red lip, she began to sway gently.
Lin Meng reached up to grasp her soft, white breasts, relishing the wonderful sensation. Watching Dong Qiu Ping’s seductive expressions and listening to her soft moans filled him with an intense sense of achievement and satisfaction.
The room was steeped in a thick, erotic atmosphere as the temperature rapidly climbed.
"I... I can’t take it anymore..."
Dong Qiu Ping lasted on top of Lin Meng for a little over ten minutes before finally giving out. She collapsed limply against his muscular chest, her face flushed red and her body drenched in fragrant sweat as she gasped for air. Her full breasts pressed flat against him, transmitting a wonderful softness to his chest.
"You rest for a bit, Sister Dong. I’ll take over." Lin Meng chuckled. Grabbing her firm buttocks, he launched into a frantic rhythm, thrusting at an unbelievably fast pace.
"AHHH!"
A soul-stirring cry escaped Dong Qiu Ping’s lips, only to be abruptly cut off. Lin Meng’s onslaught was like a violent storm or crashing waves, leaving her breathless and completely unable to endure it.
"Handsome... slow... slow down... I... I can’t take it anymore..." Dong Qiu Ping let out cries of mingled torment and pleasure. She couldn’t handle his immense size even when she was controlling the pace, let alone now that he was in charge.
However, despite her pleas, Lin Meng didn’t stop. Instead, he quickened his pace even further. Finally, with a muffled grunt, he released all his pent-up desire, emptying himself deep inside her.
After Lin Meng stilled, the woman in his arms gradually regained her senses. A trace of grievance flickered in her eyes. "Handsome, you really don’t know how to be gentle with a woman, do you? I felt like I was going to die in your arms."
"I’ll be gentler next time," Lin Meng chuckled softly. He could easily tell that Dong Qiu Ping wasn’t truly upset.
"Don’t. I like it when you’re rough," Dong Qiu Ping said with a coquettish laugh, wrapping her arms around his neck.
Lin Meng didn’t reply, turning his attention inward instead. While having sex with Dong Qiu Ping, he had been silently circulating the Yin Yang Great Dao Skill, refining the Yin Qi he absorbed from her into Yang Qi. Although his Yang Qi had increased significantly, the neutralization provided by the Yin Qi meant he felt none of the agonizing discomfort from before.
Lin Meng felt a rush of excitement at finally finding the correct way to break through. He thought excitedly, "It seems my theory was right!
"The Refining Sun Realm isn’t about refining the Yin Qi already inside my body. Doing that would increase Yang Qi while depleting Yin Qi, leading to an imbalance.
"The correct method is to refine a portion of the Yin Qi I absorb while doing the deed, ensuring that my Yang Qi grows just a little bit faster than my Yin Qi!"
"By the way, handsome, do you really have no feelings for Sang Wan?" Dong Qiu Ping suddenly asked, tracing idle circles on Lin Meng’s chest.
"We’re not a good fit," Lin Meng said, shaking his head. It was the same reasoning as before. Even though Dong Sangwan was beautiful, he wasn’t exactly lacking in women. There was simply no need to entangle himself in unnecessary trouble for her sake.
"Alright then, I won’t meddle in this anymore.
"Besides, I got to sleep with you first. Even if you two end up together later, no one can say I stole my niece’s man." A sly smile spread across Dong Qiu Ping’s face.
"What do you mean?" Lin Meng paused, stunned.
"Originally, my brother wanted both Sang Wan and me to sleep with you. But even if I’m not a good woman, I still have some sense of shame, okay? I was still agonizing over it when you found out Sang Wan’s true identity."
"Uh... so you took advantage of the opportunity to devour me first?"
Dong Qiu Ping looked rather proud of herself. "Exactly. Aren’t I smart?"
Lin Meng was momentarily speechless, surprised by her little scheme. Mostly, though, he was astonished by how highly Dong Feihu valued him—so much so that the man was willing to offer both his daughter and Dong Qiu Ping to him at the same time.
"Sister Dong, do you guys do this kind of thing often?"
Dong Qiu Ping sighed softly. "If you want to climb the ladder and secure a foothold, it’s unavoidable. You already know my brother frequently gifts women to big shots.
"But honestly, we have no other choice. Those government officials—if you don’t find ways to curry favor with them, they could crush people like us with a single word.
"Take me, for example. I never wanted any part of this, but while the Black Tiger Gang was expanding, I had to use my body to please certain men."
"Sister Dong, what kind of people have you slept with?" Lin Meng asked curiously.
"A deputy chief of the police bureau and a few high-ranking officials from the county government," Dong Qiu Ping replied casually. "They all took a fancy to me while drinking and specifically requested my company."
Lin Meng was surprised. He hadn’t expected her clients to be figures of such status. It was a classic exchange of power for sex. Not that he was shocked by the concept—virtually every citizen in the country knew this was common practice.
"So you know quite a few big shots, Sister Dong," Lin Meng remarked, unable to help but sigh.
Dong Qiu Ping sneered. "Big shots, my ass. They’re just a bunch of parasites. Don’t be fooled by their respectable facades, always spouting nonsense about ’serving the people.’ Once they see me in bed, they drool just the same. They even get on their knees and lick me.
"And that’s not even the worst of it. They’re absolutely pathetic in bed. None of them can even compare to a tenth of what you can do, handsome."
Being praised like that—especially in comparison to those men—filled Lin Meng with immense satisfaction. Naturally, he didn’t care about Dong Qiu Ping’s past. The two of them were simply venting their lust, nothing more. Looking at it from another angle, this was a woman those high-ranking officials willingly fell to their knees for, yet here she was, willingly servicing him. The sense of achievement was incredibly intoxicating!
They chatted for a while longer until Dong Qiu Ping grew tired and slowly drifted off to sleep.
Seeing that it was getting late, Lin Meng decided to head back. He got out of bed, got dressed, and left the office, taking the elevator down to the first floor.
However, just as he stepped out of the main doors, an unexpected figure suddenly blocked his path.