Chapter 68: Chapter 67: How Is It You
With the pillow propped up like that, Zhao Qing knew that from now on, she had no secrets left in front of Zhang Hao.
Zhang Hao stroked his shaft, rubbing it up and down Zhao Qing’s honeyed crevice.
Zhao Qing, who had already climaxed several times, was extremely sensitive down there at the moment.
With just a light touch from Zhang Hao, her body shivered uncontrollably.
"Nurse Zhao, don’t you want it? If you don’t, then I’ll stop," he teased.
Zhao Qing lifted her head, but the blindfold remained in place.
Her hurried tone sounded as though she really feared Zhang Hao would leave.
"I want it, I want... I want to climax, give it to me quickly," she begged.
Before she finished speaking, Zhang Hao forcefully pushed his mushroom head into that fleshy hole.
She felt that long-missed sensation of fullness once again.
Zhao Qing let out a long sigh of relief.
Zhang Hao started out gentle and slow, almost completely withdrawing, then slowly entering again.
It was as if these two not-so-familiar friends were getting to know each other all over again.
But Zhao Qing’s love juice had already completely soaked his shaft.
Yet Zhang Hao didn’t rush to hasten his pace, maintaining a steady rhythm until Zhao Qing bit her lip, pleading for him to go faster.
Only then did he pick up speed, and once he did, Zhao Qing could distinctly feel that huge thing rampaging inside her.
Especially when it hit the deepest spot—she wanted to grab the sheets with both hands, but sadly her hands were still bound by rope.
She could only clench her fists subconsciously, using her not-so-strong willpower to resist the pounding from Zhang Hao.
After several minutes, Zhang Hao increased his speed yet again, and this time it was with even more force.
With every thrust, Zhao Qing would moan uncontrollably.
Even the bed beneath them was shaking.
Zhang Hao asked tentatively, "Nurse Zhao, has your ex-husband ever done this to you?"
Zhao Qing shook her head, "We only did it a few times before getting married, but he wasn’t assertive, he was the tender type."
To satisfy Zhao Qing, that kind of gentle approach was clearly not enough.
But she didn’t enjoy the direct stimulation as much as Lin Wan and Tu Ya did.
Through trial and error, Zhang Hao finally found the right way to attack for Zhao Qing.
After dozens of thrusts, Zhang Hao suddenly showed mercy and untied Zhao Qing’s limbs.
Once untied, Zhao Qing could finally change to another position.
"Can I take off the blindfold?" Zhao Qing asked.
Zhang Hao’s answer was naturally no, and Zhao Qing didn’t defy his decision, still wearing the blindfold and enjoying the pleasure it brought.
Unexpectedly, Zhao Qing’s phone suddenly rang midway, forcing her to remove the blindfold.
She picked it up and saw that it was a call from her mom. Zhao Qing couldn’t be bothered with anything else and signaled Zhang Hao to stay silent with a gesture.
"Hello, Mom!"
"Xiao Qing, it’s getting late, why aren’t you home yet? You should have called if you were working overtime."
"Mom, I got a bit busy and forgot. Don’t wait up for me for dinner."
Before she could finish speaking, Zhang Hao, holding Zhao Qing’s buttocks, began to thrust vigorously.
Caught off guard, Zhao Qing started moaning lasciviously into the phone at her mother.
"Xiao Qing, what are you doing?"
Hearing her mother’s concern, Zhao Qing’s face turned red with embarrassment as she responded with her last shred of reason:
"It’s nothing, I’m just playing around with a colleague. Mom, I’ll call you back later, I have to hang up now."
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Qing looked at Zhang Hao with a reproachful face.
Zhang Hao just smiled, his hips thrusting even faster.
Zhao Qing wanted to say something, but in a flash, she was once again lost in ecstasy.
After soaring to the heights once more, Zhao Qing finally couldn’t hold on and experienced a complete release.
With a pillow under her buttocks, the sheets soaked through, Zhang Hao also left his thick white fluid on Zhao Qing’s breasts.
Zhao Qing didn’t know if her mind had become muddled from Zhang Hao’s play.
She actually dipped her hands into the white fluid and spread it over her nipples.
In the end, with the last bit on her fingertips, she even put it in her mouth and sucked it off!
"How does it feel, Nurse Zhao, are you comfortable?"
Zhao Qing, already limp-limbed, didn’t have the extra energy to respond to Zhang Hao’s question at that time.
She lay in that position for a long time before finally speaking, "I haven’t been this happy for a long time, thank you, Doctor Zhang!"
Zhang Hao just laughed and didn’t take it to heart; he felt quite accomplished being able to help Zhao Qing with her urgent needs.
"How about we take a shower?"
Zhao Qing shook her head; she needed to rest for a while, and it was fine to take a bath later.
But Zhang Hao still picked her up from the bed. There was a bathtub in the ensuite bathroom of the standard room, and a bubble bath would relax the body thoroughly.
The warm water quickly filled the bathtub, and Zhao Qing relaxed completely, closing her eyes and savoring all that had happened that evening.
She actually got together with a man other than her husband.
Such a thing, she had never dared to even think about before.
But now that she is in the middle of getting divorced, even if she got involved with another man.
She probably wouldn’t be the subject of gossip, Zhao Qing thought, but she didn’t hear the sound of Zhang Hao showering.
As soon as she opened her eyes, she found that she was alone in the bathroom: "Zhang Hao, Zhang Hao."
Zhao Qing sat up in the bathtub and called out towards the bathroom door a couple of times.
"I’m here, keep bathing, I’ll go outside and bring back something to eat."
Zhao Qing uttered an "oh," then submerged herself back in the water again; Zhang Hao was still trustworthy.
Besides, even if he wasn’t, the two of them had already done what they had done.
Zhao Qing quietly slid her hand between her legs, caressing that place.
Probably because the process just now had been too intense, it even felt sore to the touch.
But what does soreness matter? The three or four climaxes she had that night finally satisfied her.
She didn’t know how much time had passed; Zhao Qing kept her eyes closed, in a state between sleep and wakefulness.
A burst of rapid knocking suddenly startled her awake; the water in the bathtub was no longer as warm as before and even felt a bit cool.
Zhao Qing thought she was hearing things, but the knocking came again.
"Coming, coming, just wait."
It was unclear if the person outside heard her, but Zhao Qing calmly rinsed off the foam and came out wearing the hotel’s bathrobe.
"How could you go out without taking the room key and make me come over to open the door for you? Don’t you know that right now I’m down there..."
Upon opening the door, Zhao Qing was shocked; she thought it was Zhang Hao, who had gone out to buy food, coming back.
But the person standing in front of her turned out to be He Chao.
"Why is it you?"
He Chao gave a cold laugh, with two men following behind him. Without regard to Zhao Qing’s resistance, he walked straight in.
"Where is he? I saw you enter the room with that Doctor Zhang. Tell me where he is now."
Zhao Qing knew He Chao came to catch her in the act, so she simply wasn’t afraid anymore.
She let him search the room, as she was the only one here now anyway.
