Chapter 4 Seductive Scheme
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August didn't get up right away. He propped one arm next to Lisa's ear and reached out the other to lift her chin. His lips drew close to hers, tantalizingly near but still keeping a space. Yet he could easily kiss her with just a slight bow of his head.
The air in the room was filled with an ambiguous energy.
Lisa froze, and her breathing even became cautious. Her eyes darted around, avoiding meeting his gaze.
"By the way, I'll let you know if I'm not that good!" August spoke through clenched teeth, emphasizing each word.
Even if he suspected that she had made the negative comment about him just to catch his attention, it had indeed pricked at his ego and haunted him for days.
His desire to dominate her peaked at that moment. He was determined to make her admit the truth while moaning in surrender beneath him!
His heat and firm manhood pressed against Lisa's thigh.
Frightened, Lisa clenched her legs tightly together, fearing any misstep might stoke his desires further.
Out of choice, she conceded in a soft whisper, "You must have misunderstood me."
August let out a scoff. "Are you suspecting my intelligence?"
He teased her with a smirk and forcefully spread her legs wide to make space for his length.
As he moved, the intense heat of his part brushed against her sensitive spots back and forth.
And deliberately, August began to skillfully tease and grind at the space between her legs.
Just that once was all it took for him to master the art of driving her wild with desire.
Lisa's body went limp, as expected.
Flashes of their previous lovemaking invaded her thoughts, reminding her of how much she had enjoyed it.
Those memories tickled every part of her body like feathers, the tingling sensations climbing steadily within her.
It was hard to deny that he had ignited her desire with such ease.
Nearly losing her breath, Lisa clenched her lips tight to suppress any moans.
Turning her face away, she couldn't bear to meet his eyes and pleaded, "Can you, please, get up first?"
"Beg me," August commanded, his fingers pinching her delicate chin, forcing her to look at him.
Lisa steadied her heart and met his cavernous eyes. "Please."
Against her will, August shook his head. "I don't feel much of your sincerity. It seems deep down, you really crave what's about to happen next."
No, she couldn't get tangled up with him again, not when she was sober this time. The crazy night should exist only in her past.
Lisa shut her eyes tightly, and when she reopened them, seemingly having made some kind of a decision, she suddenly grabbed August's neck and planted a firm kiss on his lips.
The moment their lips met, August froze, finding it hard to believe. Had he just been kissed? Was there actually a woman bold enough to do this to him?
While such an unbearable thought flickered through his mind, he quickly turned the tables, panting while starting a steady trail of kisses from below her ear to her neck.
Lisa struggled to say with moans, "This time, I... I want to be on top."
With that, she forcefully pushed August.
For things like these, August was particularly negotiable. He promptly lay back on the floor and looked up at Lisa with expectations.
Slowly, Lisa began unbuttoning her blouse with one hand, while supporting herself on the floor with the other as she was astride him, kneeling over him.
And then, her fingers wandered to his resilient pectoral muscles, teasing and slowly sliding downwards.
They traced the defined lines of his abs, hooked onto the edge of his trousers, and ventured inside.
August's breath hitched, his eyes narrowing, already clouded with desire.
He felt her soft hand touch his tough manhood. Lisa intentionally leaned forward, showing her ample and pale breasts before his eyes, bringing him more excitement.
She smiled with her eyes reddened while sticking out her tongue to lick her lips.
Successfully, she received an immediate response. The tough stick in her hand twitched at the moment, seemingly growing even larger.
Suddenly sporting a mischievous grin, Lisa finally pressed down on the firm stick with her hand, tightening her grip and giving it a squeeze.
With a sharp cry of pain, August's eyes bulged, his face contorted in agony.
Meanwhile, Lisa swiftly got up from him, triumphantly fixing the buttons at her chest as she looked down at him with disdain. "Hmph, what a vain guy! I never want to see you again in my life!"
Lisa's sixth sense told her that August was too dangerous to entangle with further. However, she didn't want him to easily forget her, either.
To achieve both goals, she aimed to make him plummet from the heights of ecstasy to a sudden and unforgettable agony—not just physical pain, but the profound emptiness of unfulfilled desire.
And she made it!
Without hesitation, Lisa scrambled up and ran, disappearing from August's sight in the blink of an eye.
Her scheme began with seduction, and then feigned cooperation, and finally, when his defenses were at their weakest, she struck and fled. It was a truly calculated move.
"You think you can just get away?" August licked his lips, his sharp eyes giving out dangerous signs, like a wolf eyeing its prey.
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