CHAPTER 133: CHAPTER 132 [R18]

"You... you’re a pervert!" Christina blushed with embarrassment. How could there be anything beautiful about that? Blair was really talking nonsense.

"I’m going to start!" Blair snickered.

"What?" Christina, still dazed, didn’t understand at first, but when Blair grabbed her buttocks and began to thrust forcefully, she knew what he was talking about.

His firm cock broke through the layers of flesh in her vagina, reaching her cervix with each powerful thrust. Each forceful withdrawal was blocked by Christina’s tight vaginal opening, not allowing the glans to pass through.

More and more vaginal discharge was squeezed out, and the fluid trapped inside her was churned repeatedly by the thrusting cock, slowly flowing out.

Following the pubic hair around her vaginal opening, it either flowed onto Christina’s slender thighs or dripped directly onto her underwear below.

Christina was forcefully thrust against the railing time and time again, her two fully swollen breasts bouncing joyfully back and forth. Occasionally, when they hit her own body, they made a crisp sound.

As their bodies collided repeatedly, Blair’s pubic hair and leg hair stimulated Christina’s clitoris, causing an itch that was driving Christina crazy.

"Fee... feel good?" Blair’s breathing gradually became heavier, as he had to maintain the intensity of the thrusts while also focusing on controlling Christina’s increasingly limp body. Even for him, it was a physical challenge.

"Yes, I... I do! Go... go harder, even harder!" Christina no longer wanted to hide her feelings.

Encouraged, Blair exerted all his strength again, and Christina finally let go of all her emotions and burdens, fully immersing herself in this outdoor lovemaking.

"I’m gonna cum!" After countless rapid thrusts, Blair finally reached his limit. His cock plunged deep into Christina’s vagina, and with each spasm, streams of semen filled her.

Overwhelmed by the intense pleasure of being fucked, Christina couldn’t stop him from ejaculating inside her. Her delicate cervix was scalded by Blair’s semen, causing it to contract violently.

A dizzying sensation of orgasm came over her again, and the battle between the two in the pavilion finally finished its task after both had orgasmed.

After ejaculating, Blair’s limp cock pulled out of Christina’s body, and without support, she collapsed, her fall only cushioned by the clothes tied to her hands.

Breathing heavily, Blair squatted beside Christina, lovingly caressing her breasts. While Blair and Christina were making love outdoors, Jack and Emily were walking side by side on the street.

The sidewalk was bustling with girls in stylish outfits. Yet, as Jack quietly sized them up against Emily, none could hold a candle to her, filling him with a sense of pride.

Emily walked ahead by herself, and although there was no expression on her face, she felt a little regretful inside.

Yesterday, Aurora called her and asked her to help take care of Jack for a while.

Emily had originally wanted to refuse, but later she thought that Jack might just hold a novelty and curiosity to her.

If she satisfied his sense of novelty, maybe he wouldn’t be so entangled with her.

The two of them didn’t notice that not far away, a man was staring at them strangely.

The man was Luke Savage, Emily’s subordinate in the company.

Seeing the cold and beautiful Emily now chatting and walking with Jack, he felt extremely jealous.

Thinking of this, he couldn’t bear it anymore and rushed to Emily. "Ms. Chad, I didn’t expect to see you here. Are you going home? Let me take you back."

Jack recognized Luke but had never had a good impression of him, given his consistently arrogant demeanor in the company.

Emily was first stunned, then subconsciously shook her head, "No need, Luke. Having Jack with me is enough, you should go home quickly, it’s already late."

"Jack? Oh, sorry. I didn’t notice you just now," Luke pretended. "How come you are with Ms. Chad? I remember your home is not around here, right?"

"Emily is my cousin; she needed to talk to me about something." Jack spoke indifferently.

Luke was dumbfounded for a moment; he didn’t expect the two of them to be relatives.

Now he didn’t know what to say; he could only glare at Jack fiercely, then turned and left.

After Luke left, Emily gave Jack a look. "Are you doing this on purpose?"

"I didn’t," Jack said with a smile. "Emily, watch out for this guy. He’s definitely got an agenda!"

"You always say that whenever a guy tries to get close to me. I feel like I should be watching out for you!" Emily pouted.

"Something just hit me," she suddenly asked, "When you helped me out before, were you really just being nice, or was there something else in it for you?"

"Well, I really wanted to help you, and then get closer to you. But I’m different from those jerks!" Jack said seriously. He knew Emily hated liars, so he didn’t hide his intentions.

After hearing this, Emily’s expression softened a lot.

"That’s more like it," she said. Then, Emily suddenly grabbed Jack’s hand and pulled him to continue walking.

The two of them bought some groceries again, preparing to have a hearty dinner at home later.

Before they entered the house, that creepy Will appeared again.

"Emily, just off work?" Will looked at the ingredients in Emily’s hand with envy. "Wow, you went all out on the shopping, huh? Looks like you’re in for a feast. Too bad my wife’s out of town—I’m stuck with ramen tonight."

Jack scoffed inwardly, thinking this guy was shameless enough to use any excuse to get close to Emily. He didn’t want Will to disturb their private time.

Emily smiled, "I was actually thinking of inviting you over for dinner, but trust me, you don’t want to suffer through my cooking."

Normally, most people wouldn’t insist after being refused.

But Will was really a scoundrel, and he quickly said, "It’s okay, it’s okay, anything you cook must be better than what my wife makes. Wait, I have a bottle of wine at home. I’ll go get it."

Jack was seething with anger at Will, feeling like he could punch the guy right then and there.

Seeing his agitation, Emily quickly reassured him, "Okay, don’t bother with him, we’ll eat quickly and then kick him out."

Sure enough, after a while, Will brought a bottle of wine, claiming it was brought back from abroad and very suitable for women.

Although he said so, Jack sneered inwardly.

Wasn’t he just trying to get Emily drunk, then strip her naked and have sex with her?

While Emily was busy in the kitchen, Will kept chatting with Jack. But Jack was so angry that he couldn’t take his words seriously.

Will was also angry, thinking that Jack was just a nuisance.

But since he was Emily’s cousin, he didn’t want to offend him.

"Jack, I got two water park tickets. Take ’em and go have fun with your girlfriend!" Will smiled and said.

Trying to bribe me with two water park tickets?

As he was about to refuse, he thought that with the tickets, he could take Emily to play together, which would be a great way to enhance their relationship.

"That’s cool, thank you so much, Mr. Scott! And where are the tickets?" Jack asked.

"Here you go." Will paused a bit, not expecting Jack would actually accept his proposal.

Reluctantly handing over the tickets, Will figured staying on Jack’s good side was his best bet for getting closer to Emily, making it worth the effort.

Ignoring him, Jack went to the kitchen and said to Emily, "Emily, leave it to me, I often cook at home."

"Really?" Emily was a bit surprised, knowing that men who could cook nowadays were becoming rarer.

"Yes, I often help my mom cook." Jack replied with a smile. After thinking for a moment, Emily agreed.

Because of Will’s presence, she couldn’t dress too revealingly, and there was no air conditioning in the kitchen, so she was already sweating.

"Alright, here you go, I’ll tidy up." Emily handed a fish to Jack and went towards the sink.

Jack took the spatula and skillfully stir-fried it, then when Emily wasn’t looking, he poured half a bottle of salt into it.

Soon, the table was set.

Pointing to the dish he cooked, Jack said to Will, "Emily cooked this. Mr. Scott, you must try it."

"Okay, it’s my honor." Will smiled.

After taking a bite, Will’s face immediately wrinkled.

"This is way too salty. Did Emily dump the whole salt shaker in here by accident?" he thought, grimacing.

Although he thought so, Will didn’t dare to say it out loud.

"Tasty, right, Mr. Scott? This is Emily’s specialty." Jack added.

"Good. It’s delicious." Will made great efforts to repress his embarrassment, maintaining a polite smile and praising.

Will swallowed the food with a stiff neck, then watched as Jack scooped up more food into his plate. "Since it’s delicious, eat more, it’s all for you, Mr. Scott!" Hearing this, Will felt embarrassed to refuse, so he ate while drinking more water.

After finally finishing the dish, Will couldn’t stand it anymore and sneakily ran away.

Finally, Jack happily started eating, occasionally glancing at Emily.

For the rest of the time, she belonged to him alone.

"Why are you so happy?" Emily couldn’t help but ask when she saw Jack smiling foolishly.

"Nothing, nothing," Jack stammered.