Xiao Wu froze at Tang Yin's words, staring at him in disbelief.
Tang Yin had called her here to use her mouth to help his "spear" cool down.
As for how—it meant moving back and forth, sucking it like a lollipop.
But they were in her house.
Zhu Zhuqing, Liu Erlong, and Ah Yin were right in the next room.
If any of them stepped outside, they'd reach her door in seconds. At such close range, if someone heard the slightest noise and came out… they'd discover her and Tang Yin in the act.
Though their relationship was public, it was framed as an accident—her being forced.
If they learned she'd willingly helped Tang Yin this way… Xiao Wu shuddered at the thought.
She hesitated.
"What's wrong, Xiao Wu? After so many days apart, don't you want to taste my spear?" Tang Yin teased.
"Or are you worried about our baby now that you're pregnant?"
"I'm not!" she retorted.
The next second, Tang Yin pulled out his thick, hardened spear, its bulbous, fiery-red tip aimed at her. Xiao Wu's cheeks flushed crimson, her body trembling as memories of Tang Yin's "rod" violating her flooded back. Her breath grew ragged, lips parting with desire. Even her delicate earlobes turned pink.
Tang Yin stroked her sensitive earlobe.
"Mmm…" Xiao Wu whimpered, shuddering.
He whispered hotly in her ear, "Look how red and swollen the tip is—it's burning up. It's begging for your mouth to cool it down."
Xiao Wu stared at the glistening, fist-sized head, biting her lip.
Finally, she looked up, resolved.
"Just once. After it… cools down, I'm going back to bed."
Her heart raced—she couldn't believe she'd agreed so easily.
Tang Yin caressed her cheek. "Deal."
Inwardly, he smirked: Once was all it took to break her resistance.
Xiao Wu took a deep breath and reached for the throbbing heat. But the massive, scorching head was too much—she jerked her hand back.
"Too hot?" Tang Yin chuckled.
She nodded, eyes pleading.
Before she could speak, he warned, "If you don't cool it now, it'll sneak into your bed tonight… and pound you raw in front of Ah Yin and Zhu Zhuqing until you scream and pass out…"
Xiao Wu recalled her last collapse under his relentless thrusts. Trembling, she touched him again, gripping the steel-hard shaft.
"Ssshh— Yes, just like that… harder," Tang Yin groaned. "Now use your mouth."
Xiao Wu glanced warily at the door, then lowered her head. She opened wide, taking the swollen tip between her lips, sucking like a lollipop.
Tang Yin gasped at the wet heat. He gripped her head, hips snapping forward, ramming his full length down her throat.
Xiao Wu's eyes watered, gagging—but she forced herself to endure.
Next room
Zhu Zhuqing awoke, noticing Xiao Wu's absence.
"Where did she go?… To Tang Yin?"
She tiptoed out, heading for Tang Yin's room.
Knock-knock.
"Tang Yin?" she called softly.
Inside, Xiao Wu froze, Tang Yin's cock still buried in her mouth.
Tang Yin stroked her hair. "Keep going."