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To the camping site where the sky is already dark, she turned on the lights and sat on her butt on the backpack and sulked. Not far away from the single Yan Xiu since received that slap is also all the way to silence, perhaps know that they are not right, perhaps took advantage of so muffled not say anything to self-digest, anyway, this guy has not opened his mouth to ask her to help to do what. She watched as he brought water, gathered some dead branches and leaves in the center of the cleared campsite, poured some liquid into it, and then set it on fire. A smell quickly spread through the air, not a good one, but not one that was intolerable.

After all the silence and eating each other’s meals, the hardest part came. Although she had slept in the same bed with this man, she didn’t know why she felt uneasy in this kind of environment in this kind of place, very uneasy. The so-called dark and windy night, in the middle of nowhere, lonely man and woman, and dry fire, these JQ elements are now all ready, the difference is that the preparation is so little happened. But let her sleep outside, she is also not courageous. And the mountain into the night after the temperature drops, sleeping bag although the degree of warmth, but also show a face in the outside, who knows the middle of the night there are no strange things climb up, no choice but to take off the thick coat only sportswear into the sleeping bag. Today she is also really tired, not a few minutes to fall asleep. It was reasonable to say that the quality of sleep would be very good for a tired person as long as she didn’t have a nervous breakdown, but she woke up in the middle of the night only, she was woken up by the heat. A sleeping bag with a blanket plus a body warmer, it was a wonder it wasn’t hot. But, she distinctly remembered sleeping separately from him, one on the left and one on the right, with their large backpacks in between.’

The light in the tent had been dimmed, but the fire outside the tent was burning, and by the light of the jumping fire she could roughly see her current position; the zipper on the side of the sleeping bag had been half unzipped, and his hand was poking in to firmly clasp her waist. Pressure was felt on her legs, presumably his legs were pressing against her. The man had this quirk when he slept, hating the idea of baring himself all over someone else, slacking parasitic-like possession. She had been sleeping alone for a long time, more people around her would have been very uncomfortable, plus this kind of bad sleeping posture, the first few nights she was pressed to sleep the whole night, after a while to slowly get used to it. She couldn’t help but regret a little, had she known she should have let him sleep in a sleeping bag, wrapping him up like a silkworm he wouldn’t be able to move.

She carefully turned her body on its side and looked at his face in the dim light. He was sound asleep, his expression calm and soft, his brows still slightly furrowed in their habitual frown, with a small indentation in the center. His breathing was deep and slow, spreading smoothly and evenly over the side of her neck. He held her close, which caused her body to arch, her lower back almost sinking into his arms. The position was secure, but she felt uncomfortable. I don’t know if it was because of the mood effect or something else, but she just felt her body getting hotter and hotter, especially the part of it that was right next to his. She carefully moved her body to try to free herself from his captivity, and after half an hour of unremitting effort, she finally broke slowly out of his tight confinement. During that time she also found the spare key to the car in the pocket of his close-fitting shirt with a rush of excitement. She had long felt strange, it was unlikely that this man would do anything without leaving himself a back-up. While she was excited, a bold idea also ran into her head – if she stole the key and dumped him on the mountain and drove back by herself, how exciting it would be! In just a flash of thought, her hand had already probed into his clothes pocket, and surprisingly, she took it out smoothly.

I didn’t expect it to go so smoothly! She was so ecstatic that she couldn’t help but feel her guts rush to her brain, although her heart was still pounding and her palms were sweating thinly. But she still got up and tiptoed out of the tent, but did not walk a few steps and then remembered that the jacket and backpack and other things have not yet taken, the light walked out of the person. Just want to go back to get the luggage, just turned her head to see Shan Yanxiu just so straight behind himself is looking at himself grimly. Think about it, the original is to do bad things want to run away from the person in the eyes of the subject to be caught in the right place, this put on who will be scared out of their wits. Coupled with the cold weather, the middle of the night and the darkness of the only burning not very strong fire in the side of the flickering reflect the master of that gloomy face, that expression is simply to swallow people. She froze for a few seconds and then suddenly screamed out, her bile exploding all over the place. She couldn’t care less about her jacket, her backpack, or her keys, she started to run for her life in an exaggerated position, not caring about the people yelling behind her as she wailed and waved her hands as she ran forward, as if there were a herd of wild boars behind her, chasing after her.

Slipping on the foot of the sneakers has been in a panic in the middle of the road lost one, the other is just barely over the foot. She regretted it to death, why did she just go and take his key like she was possessed? Why did she just take his keys and look at them? Why did she have the strange idea of stealing his car? She didn’t think about how far it was from here to the car. It was so cold and dark, how could she walk alone? She shouldn’t have run away just now, she should have stayed and explained clearly to him. But now it was too late, hearing the voice coming from behind her was an anger she had never felt before, and she became more and more remorseful.

The chase didn’t last long, and her lack of stamina combined with the unfamiliarity of the terrain soon caught up with him. When his hand pinched her arm, her eyes went black, her feet went limp, and she fell headfirst to the ground. If planted a dog-eat-dog shit is not a problem, the night dark and windy also can not see, but the death of death in the front happens to be a slope, so the situation has become chaotic. Anyway, the man and the woman ended up hugging each other in a very awkward position and rolled like a cartwheel for a while until the ground leveled off before stopping.

“What are you running for?” He growled, jarring her eardrums.

“Can I run if you don’t chase me?” She was scared but she was still talking, even though her voice was shaking beyond words.

“Can I run if you don’t?” He lifted her like a chicken, rough and savage.

She took a few steps back rubbing her arm that he had squeezed painfully to try and pull away, but her back was soon topped by a tree and there was no way back.

He closed in on her, “What’s that in your hand?”

The key!

In her haste, she tossed the keys back, and just like he had done earlier, she angled her chin at him in a dead duck fashion.

“Stealing my keys, you want to drive off on your own?” His tone had regained its composure, not filled with rage as it had been earlier. But in this case, the calmer his demeanor, the more terrifying she felt. Soon his actions confirmed her fears, he stepped forward and grabbed her by the neck and wrenched her face against himself, “You want to run, don’t you?”

She growled out as she lost her mind in the pain, “Yes, that’s what I was thinking! That’s what I’m going to drive back alone and leave you here alone to feed the wild dogs! You asshole, I hate you so much! You let go of me! Who are you? Why do I have to listen to you?” Feeling the hand on his neck stiffen, the temperature began to slowly fade from his fingertips.

“Who am I to you?” His burning breath leapt over her ear, “I’ll show you soon enough what you are to me-” the trailing off of the last human word disappeared between tightly connected lips.

He held her dead against him almost brutally, the force on his lips so heavy it wasn’t a kiss anymore, he was biting her. She whimpered, her voice broken and suppressed. There was a feeling of humiliation as her jaw was pinched tight and she could only meet his encroachment with a forced opening of her mouth. She had tried to bite him during the struggle, but with only the slightest effort to close her teeth there was a pain in her jaws that made her nearly jump out of her skin. His tongue scraped over her teeth provocatively and swept slowly down her upper jaw against the roots of her teeth. An electric current crawled up the back of her head against her backbone, frying her whole body. But it was her head that was dizzy, and she felt like she was being nursed by him on hallucinogens, but her mouth tasted nothing but fishy sweetness. He began to hard hooked her soft, completely ignoring her resistance to resist, teeth slightly hard bite her tongue will be the soft piece of dragged little by little to their mouths, contained in the two lips slowly tasted sucking and rubbing. Every time she resisted to retreat back, he will forcefully gripped her not allowed to retreat the slightest. Inevitably, the tip of the tongue was bitten, at first just a small crack, oozing a little blood mixed with saliva in each other’s mouth spread out, a faint rusty flavor. She felt at first that the pain was no more than the pain the hand on her jaw was causing her, but that perception was quickly disproved as he began to start sucking and tasting her blood harder against that one tiny crack, breath seeming to be drained out of him from the broken tip of her tongue as the fiery pain that filled her mouth burned her sanity to the ground.

At this moment, she really hated that she couldn’t bite off his tongue, that hateful thing was like a poisonous scorpion’s tail needle, first a needle to stun her, and then a succession of strikes poking her so that she had no power to fight, and could only be soft and let him do whatever he wanted to do. When the last bit of blood in her mouth was sucked clean by him, he let go of her with what seemed like gusto. She bent over and retched a few times before barely lifting her head, against the moonlight she couldn’t see the expression on his face at the moment, but she knew that she was in a dangerous situation.

Not caring about her current wretched appearance, she didn’t even have time to think, her body instinctively reacted when he raised his hand.

Run!

In hindsight, when she thought back on what could be considered her brain-dead actions at that time, she could not help but raise her hand and slap herself again. Between the difference in physical strength, the poor conditions, and the enraged man, running was the stupidest thing to do, and it only enraged him more.

With one bare foot and her weight still ungripped she only took one and a half steps forward before he lifted her back up again like a chicken. This time he was even more nonchalant, ruthlessly pressing her down against the tree, his body directly covering up. His body is tall and robust, by his so pressure she rolled her eyes, almost did not faint.

“Still want to run?”

His face was just barely close to hers, and now she could clearly see the white teeth exposed between the opening and closing of his lips, a chilling aura compelling. She fought back the fear in her heart and opened her mouth shakily to try to defend herself, but the words reached her throat and turned into a frightened scream. His hand had penetrated her sweatpants, nonchalantly, stroking the skin on the inside of her leg and deliberately scraping his fingertips along the edge of the slightly raised semicircle. His fingertips were thinly calloused, and the skin there was so tender and smooth and extraordinarily sensitive that her leg began to twitch uncontrollably under his touch. She wanted to stomp away from him, but her strength was like a drop of water in the sand that quickly disappeared, and there was no place for it to go. Her heart ached and tightened, and the expression on her face stiffened with shame, surprise, anger, and vaguely begging. But he did not move, his face calm and wave-free, just before the slightly mocking eyes at this time slowly become pure and deep, crystal bright pupils reflecting her terrified face, a ripple of swaying.

He raised his hand to restrain her hands to choke on top of her head, the other hand is still slowly and methodically hovering between her legs, there is a bit without a bit of ruffling, lazily. The suggestive gesture made her body stiffen, and she couldn’t even turn her brain around until a wet heat hit her neck and she realized that things had gotten completely out of hand. What was left of her sanity told her how ridiculous her experience was at the moment, the location they were in and what was about to happen next was something she couldn’t even think about.

“What are you …… you doing?” She couldn’t even speak properly, and when she saw that his face was unchanged just a smirk floating on the edge of his mouth, her body went numb and her scalp exploded, “You don’t want to ……”

Bastard wow! Bastard!

Seeing him skimming his mouth full of concern, she was even more certain of what was going to happen next. But no matter how imaginative she was, no matter how bold she was, she never expected this kind of thing to happen to her – who TM nothing would think about being pressed in the middle of the night in the middle of the night to fight in the wilderness battle ah.

You TMD at least …… well at least …… should find a cave ah!

His breath coiled around the nape of her neck like a patch of tiny bugs crawling by. The zipper of the sweatshirt was already fully open, she was only wearing a cotton work undershirt and underwear inside, and his lips contained the wonderful lines of her neck slowly sliding down to between her collarbones. Using his teeth to nip open the shoulder straps, the tip of his cold nose gently brushed against her rounded shoulders, causing a shudder to be induced. She was already too scared to even scream at this point, just biting her lower lip one by one to force back her fear, her jaw-dropping eyes were watery.

“Call my name.” His voice rang out with a suppressed slight tremble.

She shivered but couldn’t utter a word, the forced pull of her arms lifting her unconsciously onto her tiptoes, her shoulders lifting her body taut all at once. Like a washed up lamb waiting for the final sacrifice. Soon enough a coolness was perceived on her chest as slightly wet kisses fell one after the other. Gently and densely branded all the way down, snaking a trail of wetness from her chest to her belly. She resisted and tried to back away, but there was a sturdy tree trunk behind her, and she couldn’t retreat an inch. Sensing her intentions, he intensified his efforts. The tips of his teeth ground against her flat, smooth belly, numbing and aching. A packet of tears gathered in the corner of her eye, shaking and falling as an unnamed sense of humiliation coalesced in her heart.

The bright white moonlight illuminated the ground clearly, and her body slowly stretched out beneath his palm. The ivory-white skin was warm and soft, and the dots of kisses staining her chest and abdomen shimmered like dewdrops in the moonlight. He knew every part of her body, every undulating curve and soft pinch. He wasn’t a gentleman, he’d just stuck to the boundaries he’d set and never crossed them. And now that the line he had set had long since faded and disappeared, all obstacles were gone.

He moved very slowly and nibbled on her waist, comfortably preparing for the final predation. In contrast to his calmness, she was shaking very badly, and the whimpering stuck in her throat was faintly audible. He paused in his movements, as if to give her some cushion. But the pause didn’t last long, just as the kindness he showed was never fleeting.

The finger against her leg began to slide up slowly against her hidden spot through her bottoms, half seductive, half seductive. The tip of her thumb was nastily pressed against the inside of her leg, teasing it if nothing else. When her ears were numb, her voice escaped uncontrollably, sounding like she was moaning and panting. This kind of unprofessional voice made her feel very ashamed, but the touch on her body became more and more sharp, as if all the sensations were concentrated in the place where he was in close contact with her. All she could do was bite her tongue hard to stop herself from making that very spineless sound again.

He had now eaten his first meal and was looking at her with a playful expression on his face. Seeing her biting himself, he smiled and came up to her, pressed against her lips and murmured, “Let go, you’ll bite it.” See her stubbornly shaking her head, and bit on her ear, not light and not heavy coaxing, “Good girl, let go.”

She shook her head fiercely, her long hair spread out like seaweed over her chest, her messy bangs hiding her eyes that were already drenched in tears. She had never hated her impotence as much as she did right now, there was no way to resist not to mention that even her body was indisputably aroused by his teasing.

He was quite displeased with her refusal, and his displeasure translated into action falling between his fingers, which arched in a sharp arc to press heavily in through the cotton fabric, dominant and brutal. The sudden attack sent her squealing with excitement, a strong wave of paralysis rising from the soles of her feet racing into her brain with such speed that she was instantly unconscious. “Call my name.” The demon whispered in her ear, his mellow voice laced with depraved seduction, “Good girl, good girl Xiaoxiao, call my name, quick.”

Her eyes were still black, her brain was chaotic under the strong foreign stimulation, but her subconscious was still resisting, so she stubbornly clenched her teeth and said nothing. He was no longer quick enough, and the force of his hand began to increase, rhythmically poking and prodding the top of his withdrawal through the fabric, and a dull, muffled pain mixed with an incredible shuddering sensation began to build up in her body. She let go of her lips, but her teeth were still clenched, cool air sizzling between them. A flicker of surprise rose to his face, but the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, and he kissed very gently against her cheek, bit by bit, inch by inch. It would have been a reverent and beautiful sight without seeing their intertwined bodies.

She brushed her head away to avoid him, but he was so pestering and patient, chasing her from side to side, from her burning cheeks to the tip of her cold nose to her bare forehead, finally resting on her wet eyes. She resisted and squeezed her eyes shut, feeling his wet tongue sweep over the tear stains at the corners of her eyes. Then the tip of his tongue began to lick and prick gently against her tightly closed eye sockets, and she knew his nasty innuendo the moment she sensed the up-and-down step. She was so angry that her heart exploded before her eyes.

Sensing her anger, he stopped his movements and continued to coax her, “Good girl Xiaoxiao, call me by my name.”

“Bastard!” She was so enraged at this point that resisting was impotent and begging was useless, all that was left was her mouth.

He corrected without a care in the world, “No, not that.”

“Sinful animal!”

“Not that either.” Though he was smiling, there was no semblance of laughter in his eyes, “What’s my name? Hmm?” The tone of his voice turned heavy along with the force in his hands.

She stifled a grunt and felt her legs go numb she could barely stand. But his hand was against her, and because of her own weight she felt her whole body supported at that point. The cotton bottoms were already moistened and sticky and uncomfortable against them, and to top it all off his fingers were sliding up and down against the soaked fabric, with a few pushes every now and then. She bit her lip, the breath between her nostrils became more and more rapid.

The night was cool and clear.

The quieter it was the sharper one’s sense of hearing became, and she simply couldn’t ignore the kind of sounds he made when he pounded her with stickiness and wetness.

“Good girl Xiaoxiao, call me,” his voice was also a little unsteady, but still articulate and purposeful, “obey.” She still shook her head, only her movements became a little frantic. Her body was taut like a strung bow, stretched out hard and sometimes jerking slightly without restraint. His voice became a little hateful, but still he persisted, “Call my name, call it.” In exasperation he started to get hard, the soaked fabric being pushed into her most tender spot, the thrusts in and out began to speed up, tedious and consistent.

She couldn’t restrain herself from screaming, but still didn’t call his name. His eyes dimmed and he didn’t begin to orally demand her again. And the fingers he’d been prospering with between her legs stopped moving or even retreated, which was a relief. But before she could catch her breath, the little cotton fabric, already so wet it was translucent, was suddenly pulled away and his hardness pushed hard against her softness.

In that instant she screamed, her plucked tones almost breaking the clear night sky. While one hand still choked her wrist, he moved the other between her strands, separating her from the rough trunk. It was probably to avoid any damage to her from grinding between the two – but if she had to choose, she would have preferred to use the bark of a tree as toilet paper than to have intercourse with someone in the middle of nowhere. But the choice hadn’t been hers from the beginning of things, so that assumption was essentially moot.

She didn’t have time to let out a second scream before his lips had ironed on, swallowing all her anger and protests. Bites and blood were inevitable, and she twisted and turned to get away from him, but with the momentum gone and him having seized the opportunity to begin the first wave of his assault, there was nothing she could do to get back. He was wrapped tightly around her, kissing deeply and thrusting hard. Each stroke felt like it was so strong that her body couldn’t handle it. Her whole body went limp, sandwiched between him and the sturdy tree trunk, struggling pitifully a few times from time to time. Her upper body was still fine, except for her undershirt and underwear being pulled apart, her jacket was still half hanging on her body. It was fortunate that the jacket was protecting her, otherwise her back would have been bleeding from the rough bark.

The situation downwards was worse, her legs were forced apart to meet him, her round and elastic buttocks were also lifted up and tightly pressed against him, because he was much taller than her, so her toes were already some distance away from the ground, half hanging in the air. His force was brutal and tricky, moving in and out, pumping back and forth, grinding and rotating as he tormented her vulnerable core almost cruelly, the juices that came out of his pumping belt splattering away and sticking to the strands, glistening with an eerie, silvery light.

She didn’t have the strength to scream any more, could only make whimpering, choking sounds, as if her body was melting. He may have felt some compassion and slowed down his movements as if he wanted to let her rest, but this was even more deadly. By this time her body had been stretched to its limits, and all her tactile senses had been sharpened to the extreme, so that even the slightest movement could cause her to twitch. The slower he moved the more she couldn’t restrain the shudders that came from deep within her body, swooping away and sweeping in a continuous stream. He grinned and held still when she couldn’t hold back her trembling, deliberately prolonging the sensual pleasure that was enough to drown her. He also forced himself to hold back the pleasure that was enough to make his eyes water as her softness wrapped around him and began to convulse, breathing deeply and moving his body to continue crawling inside her. Ya.

She cried out mournfully, fast dissolving into a puddle. She was beautiful and enchanting at this time, her sweaty face was sticky with dark hair, and her moist eyes contained infinite flavor. He looked into her eyes and saw that everything in them was spinning, people or things. He was also in her eyes, clearly reflected in the top layer, covering almost the entire pupil of her eyes. But if you looked closely, the pupils of her eyes were in a slightly spread out state, a state mostly found in people who were not conscious. Some were high on drugs, some were drunk, and some, like her, were drowning in raw sensual pleasure.

People were animals of the senses, always pursuing the ultimate enjoyment and the highest level of pleasure, and this pursuit only became more direct and intense during the most primitive need.

“No, not yet.” He let go of her hands and lifted her hips with both hands to press them against himself. Her waist was thin and soft, and her legs were long and graceful, which made it easy for him to frame the bends of her legs over his arms in a pulled-up position. The position opened her body to its full unreserved length and shifted her center of gravity. She wasn’t quite in her right mind at this point, and when she felt her body slipping she panicked and reached out to fumble around, ending up by grabbing the trunk behind her, her nails embedded deep.

She was supposed to hate him! That was what she thought when she still had a shred of sanity, but that hatred had become incredibly weak. In contrast, the pleasure and comfort he gave her became so obvious that everything seemed upside down. She tried to hold on to the last shred of sanity, in a vain attempt to let it keep her awake, to hold on to the memory of hating him even as he invaded her, to support herself. But it could only be in vain, and she realized sadly that she could no longer dominate her body, just as she could not now resist what he had given her.

“Dawn, Dawn.” He called out to her with unsteady breathing, “Be good, call my name, call.” Seeing that she still didn’t respond, he finally lost the last bit of his patience and started the last round of attack with a low growl. His body slammed into her rhythmically, rapidly pumping up and down and ferociously tarting up her vulnerable spots in the heat and wetness. He was using so much force that he was on the verge of bouncing her entire body. She collapsed against him like a lone boat in a storm, her thin white fingers clawing and digging at the trunk of the tree behind her in a fit of rage. Undeterred, he held her up with one hand and straightened her left leg against his shoulder, then slid in once more against the soaked flood, his fingers swirling maliciously around her vulnerable core.

In this position her body tensed to the breaking point once more, and the spot that encased him became tighter and tighter as it became soaked again, strangling and imprisoning him. He took a deep breath and once again leaned close to her ear, demanding one last time of her already somewhat delirious, “Xiaoxiao, call me. Good Xiao Xiao, please.” He would have gone soft as well, just to see who carried the day.

She was finally relenting, calling his name in a slightly sobbing, trilling voice. He seemed to have been encouraged as more and more vigorously sprinted and pounded, bone and flesh collided with a great sound, fluttering and sticking sound unceasingly. It was as if her soul had been knocked out of her body, and all her thoughts drifted away. Her eyes were half-open, and in a daze she saw the white moonlight behind him spilling down like silver. The ear-splitting curves of his back pancaked with masculine beauty. And her pale ankles rested on his shoulders, taut and drawn straight with the last wave, the tips of her feet pointing right at the center of the full and large moon, covering a gap.

His face felt like it was burned into the back of her eyes, clear and tinged with pain. She exhaled the last of the pent-up breath in her chest and her hand gripping the trunk slowly slid down to land on his shoulder, encircling it and slowly drawing it closer. He was distracted and slowly leaned over, his lips slightly open. She closed her eyes and righteously pressed up ……