Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 281: A Raging Inferno of Desire

"What did you say? That I stole your stockings and underwear...?"

Hearing Bai Ran’s provocative words, Sun Zhe’s eyes widened in shock, and he was caught completely off guard.

However, Bai Ran replied confidently, "Yes, you did."

Sun Zhe slapped his forehead, feeling the situation was completely messed up. "Bai Ran," he said gloomily, "when have I ever taken advantage of you? When did I ever steal your stockings and underwear?"

Bai Ran stared into his eyes and said in an undeniable tone, "If I say it happened, it happened."

Sun Zhe grumbled, "Since when do you play these kinds of games?"

Bai Ran watched him with a sly smile. "When the time comes, who do you think your brother Huang will believe? Me, or you?"

Sun Zhe sighed, not wanting to say anything more.

He understood, of course. She’s threatening me!

Although the threat was hardly severe, it was still incredibly infuriating.

"I have to say, Bai Ran, you’re not even bothering to pretend anymore."

Bai Ran snorted and rolled her eyes at him. You’re the one who laid it all out in the open. Why should I keep up the act? We’re all adults. It’s better to be direct!

Sun Zhe looked at her with a complex expression. "You know perfectly well how wrongly I’ve been accused."

With a seductive glint in her eyes, Bai Ran laughed softly. "As the saying goes, ’When you’re determined to condemn someone, any excuse will do.’ The people who frame you know how innocent you are better than you do yourself."

Sun Zhe’s face darkened. "You have the nerve to say that."

Bai Ran smiled faintly. "But whether you’re innocent or not is unimportant. What’s important is who your brother Huang believes."

Sun Zhe sighed and asked, "So, what do you want?"

Bai Ran answered without hesitation, "I want you."

"How can you do this to Huang? He loves you so much."

Bai Ran’s eyes darkened, as if recalling something unpleasant. She said slowly, "But I don’t want to wrong myself. Ah Zhe, we’re both adults, so can’t we just be direct? I really want you."

"Bai Ran, this isn’t a matter of being direct or not."

Bai Ran stopped talking, suddenly stood up, and pushed her chair away. She then squatted down and crawled under the table.

Seeing this, Sun Zhe’s gaze shook as he instantly guessed her intentions.

He glanced down and saw that Bai Ran had moved over to lie across his lap. One slender hand urgently reached for the ’tent’ pitched in his trousers, deftly unzipping it.

"Bai Ran, you...!"

"Don’t speak!"

Bai Ran looked up and glared at him, her cheeks flushed. She used a threatening tone, "If you don’t want me to go tattling to your brother Huang, then you’ll sit still and not move."

Sun Zhe’s face was full of bitterness. "Do you want this so badly? Can’t Huang satisfy you?"

"This morning when I arrived, weren’t you two already...?"

"So you did hear." Bai Ran cut him off, her tone laced with meaning. "Well? Hearing me moan... did it do anything for you?"

Sun Zhe decisively chose silence, unwilling to answer her question.

Bai Ran suddenly asked, "Ah Zhe, do you think I’m beautiful? Do I have a good body?"

A bitter smile touched Sun Zhe’s lips. "Bai Ran, if you stop now, I can pretend none of this ever happened. Otherwise, you’ll truly regret it."

Although a part of him wanted to throw caution to the wind, a pang of conscience kept him rational.

"What’s with the gentleman act? You’re clearly having a reaction."

Bai Ran shot him an annoyed glare, then her hands suddenly went to his waistband. "Lift your hips," she purred.

Sun Zhe said nothing, but he obediently lifted his hips.

His mouth said no, but his body was brutally honest.

Suddenly, he felt a draft below.

Bai Ran had pulled his pants and underwear straight down to his knees.

A potent, masculine scent instantly filled the air.

The already-enraged fire dragon snapped against Bai Ran’s tender, pretty face.

Staring at the ferocious beast before her eyes, Bai Ran’s bright pupils gradually grew hazy and clouded, like a pool of spring water.

That intense, masculine aroma was like the world’s most potent aphrodisiac, shutting down all her thoughts and leaving her in a state of frenzied intoxication.

The flames of desire, suppressed within her for years, were thoroughly ignited at this moment, threatening to burn her body and soul to ash.

Married for three years, she had never experienced true pleasure.

Huang Qianggang seemed tall and mighty, and he wasn’t poorly endowed, but he never lasted more than ten minutes.

Furthermore, ever since discovering Huang Qianggang’s secret, she found him filthy and couldn’t stand his touch.

Because of this, every time they were intimate, she would resist him deep down, even as she painfully played her part.

It was as if she were merely fulfilling her wifely duties and nothing more.

She had never known so-called pleasure.

"Ah Zhe."

In the quiet, Bai Ran spoke his name.

"Yes?"

Bai Ran reached out and wrapped her hand around the searing-hot member. "Don’t overthink it," she said softly. "I just want to experience it once. I have a clear head; I know what I’m doing."

Sun Zhe didn’t speak, merely nodding.

He was at his limit, desire about to overwhelm his reason.

Bai Ran tilted her head up, gazing at him with deep affection. "You know, I’ve never even done this for your brother Huang."

"He... smells down there. Not pleasant like you."

As she spoke, she parted her fragrant lips and extended her small, tender tongue.

Sun Zhe slowed his breathing and looked down, watching as her beautiful face buried itself in the lush thicket below. His heart began to race, and he sucked in a sharp breath.

Although Bai Ran was a little clumsy, her lips and tongue were unbelievably soft.

SLURP... SLURP...

After a moment, having learned a few tricks, Bai Ran grew more skilled. She went at it like someone sucking on a popsicle, savoring it with audible slurps. As her head moved back and forth, her fragrant, upswept hair came loose and tumbled down.

Glistening saliva trickled from the corners of her overfull mouth, streaming down her snow-white neck and into her half-exposed cleavage.

Time ticked by, second by second.

POP.

Suddenly, Bai Ran released him. She grabbed his shirt to pull herself up, climbing directly onto his lap.

She wrapped her arms tightly around Sun Zhe’s head, pressing his face into her bosom as if trying to smother him.

"Ah Zhe, this is so hard! It’s nothing like in those videos. I’ve been at it for ages and can’t get you to finish. My mouth is sore."

Listening to her complaint, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but want to laugh. Unfortunately, with his face buried in her cleavage and his nostrils full of a milky fragrance, he couldn’t speak a word.

Bai Ran suddenly released him. Cupping his handsome face in her hands, she gazed at him with deep affection and said softly, "Ah Zhe, I wish you were my husband."

Sun Zhe met her gaze, his own burning with passion. As if he hadn’t heard her, he suddenly wrapped his arms around her slender waist. "Bai Ran," he said, "you have to pay a price for playing with fire!"

"What price is that?"

Without another word, Sun Zhe shot to his feet, sweeping her up into a bridal carry before striding toward the sofa.

At this point, he didn’t want to think about it anymore.

His reason had finally lost the battle against his desire.

Bai Ran giggled, playfully pounding his chest with her small fists. Her stocking-clad legs kicked about wildly, not in a struggle, but as if she were dancing with joy.

Sun Zhe roughly tossed her onto the sofa. Staring down at her, he said, "I told you you would regret this."

Her eyes shimmering with seduction, Bai Ran purred, "And what if I regret it now? Would you let me go?"

Sun Zhe gave a wicked smile and pounced.

The cooked duck had been served; how could he let it fly away now?

"Bai Ran, you’re going to be crying later."

"Oh, please. As if I would."