Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 243: Lingering and Unforgettable
Stirring slowly from her dreams, Meng Shiya extended two pale, tender arms out from the covers and gave a long, leisurely stretch.
"Phew..."
"Another day of being a workhorse."
She lay quietly on the large bed, staring blankly at the ceiling as she reminisced about the ethereal sense of weakness she had experienced yesterday.
The indescribably wonderful feeling left her longing to experience it just one more time.
At that moment, she couldn't help but think of Sun Zhe's tall and strong physique. The thought immediately invigorated her. She hurriedly threw off the covers, got out of bed, and rushed barefoot to the bathroom.
First, she used the toilet, then washed up before changing into the clothes she wore yesterday.
Afterward, she sat on the edge of the bed, lifted a snowy-white leg, and slowly slid a rolled-up stocking up from her toes.
Her smooth, jade-like skin, now tightly encased in a layer of sheer, glossy stockings, gained an extra touch of mystery that amplified its ultimate sex appeal. The alluring sheen was so enticing that even she couldn't resist the urge to reach out and caress it.
As her beautiful legs were gradually enveloped by the stockings, she felt a sense of security, as if she were being intimately protected.
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK.
Just as she was halfway through putting on her stockings, there was a sudden knock at the door.
"Come in."
Sun Zhe pushed the door open. "Shiya, it's time for breakfast."
Gazing at the handsome Sun Zhe, who exuded a powerful masculine charm, Meng Shiya smiled sweetly, her eyes filled with adoration.
When Sun Zhe saw her, however, his mind was instantly flooded with wicked thoughts and debauched images. The sight of her with her stockings only halfway on—that feeling of being tantalizingly half-revealed—made his heart itch with desire.
But as her master, I should exercise some restraint. At least on the surface, I need to act like one!
"Shiya, are you feeling better?"
Meng Shiya quickly pulled on her other stocking. Then, her nylon-clad feet padded across the plush carpet as she joyfully ran and threw herself into Sun Zhe's arms, hugging his waist and acting coyly.
Sun Zhe stroked her fragrant, soft hair and asked, "Feeling better?"
Meng Shiya pouted her cherry-red lips. "Master... I feel so empty right now. I miss yesterday's feeling of being completely drained and utterly blank."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe sighed inwardly. She's just like Zhu Yan! Could it be that after my Cultivation Technique's breakthrough, the Yang Qi I leak makes women crave it and become completely addicted?
He chuckled. "Come on, now. You have work today. Hurry up and get ready so we can go have breakfast."
"Mhm... what about the head nurse?"
Recalling Zhu Yan, who was currently asleep, Sun Zhe said, "Oh, her? She went to work early this morning. She's been quite busy lately."
"I see."
A mysterious smile suddenly appeared on Meng Shiya's face. "In that case, does that mean it's just the two of us at home right now?"
Sun Zhe froze for a moment, instantly understanding her implication.
Just then, one of Meng Shiya's slender hands reached down and gently kneaded the large tent that had unknowingly pitched itself. "Master," she cooed, "we've only ever done it in the office. We've never been anywhere else... How about we do it once at home?"
Knowing he would be pestered relentlessly if he didn't satisfy this little vixen, Sun Zhe said, "We're using a condom this time."
"Why? Are you afraid I'll get pregnant?"
Sun Zhe pinched her nose. "I'm afraid you won't be able to make it to work today."
Meng Shiya pouted in grievance. "But it's uncomfortable to wear one. I prefer it without."
"Master, do we really have to use one?"
Sun Zhe nodded. "Yes, we have to. Otherwise, it will be just like yesterday."
Meng Shiya asked, "Do you have any condoms at home?"
Without hesitation, Sun Zhe replied, "No."
In truth, he had quite a few at home, all of which had been prepared by Ye Qiao. However, he had no intention of letting Meng Shiya know about that.
Meng Shiya suddenly suggested, "Well, should I go to the convenience store outside and buy some now?"
Sun Zhe gave her a strange look. "It's this early in the morning, and you, a girl dressed so seductively, are going to run to a convenience store to buy condoms... You're really something else."
Meng Shiya rolled her eyes. "Who cares? It's not like anyone there knows me."
Sun Zhe reached out and ruffled her hair. "Alright, let's have breakfast first. If you still want to, we can talk about it later at the hospital. I have condoms in my office."
At this, he couldn't help but think of Gu Lingxue. The condoms in his office had been left there by her long ago.
"I don't want to... I want to do it at home!"
Meng Shiya looked up at him, her expression stubborn.
As she spoke, she suddenly crouched down, her hands grabbing the waistband of his pants. With a sharp tug, she pulled his pants and boxers straight down to his knees.
The dark, fearsome member, reeking of a pungent, musky odor, sprang free and slapped against her flawless, delicate cheek with a soft thud.
"Ew... it's stinky. You really are a stinky thing."
Meng Shiya pouted, her eyes filled with mock disgust.
Sun Zhe scratched his head. "Shiya, be good... let's eat breakfast first."
Meng Shiya tilted her head up, her eyes gazing at him lovingly. "I'm eating right now. Fresh, warm milk."
HISS...
The next moment, Sun Zhe couldn't help but draw a sharp breath as he felt his 'big brother' sink into a wet, warm cavern. Meng Shiya had already lowered her head and begun to taste him with wild abandon.
But a moment later, she suddenly pulled away. Her brow furrowed and her lips curled in utter disgust. "Why is it still salty?"
"It smells so strong, too. Master, didn't you shower?"
Sun Zhe's face flushed with embarrassment, and for a moment, he didn't know how to answer. After he had pulled his 'big brother' out from Zhu Yan, he had only given it a quick wipe with a tissue before heading downstairs to make breakfast. There had been no time to wash up properly.
"How about I go wash it first?"
"No need. It's not like I mind... Besides, Master, let me tell you, this stinky smell is actually kind of intoxicating."
Sun Zhe was speechless. Intoxicating, my ass...
Meng Shiya said no more. She tilted her head and slowly moved in again, her soft lips and tongue drawing near the dark, wrinkled sac.
A look of pure ecstasy crossed Sun Zhe's face. He reached down to hold her head, as if terrified she might suddenly pull away.
At that moment, he cast everything else from his mind. To hell with breakfast! To hell with work! Let someone else eat it, let someone else go!
「...」
Time trickled by.
Even after more than ten minutes, Meng Shiya still hadn't tasted any fresh, warm milk.
She suddenly grew impatient. Getting up, she walked over to her purse and, to his surprise, pulled out a condom.
Sun Zhe's eyes widened at the sight. "I can't believe you had your own secret stash!"
"Mind your own business."
Meng Shiya huffed, turning away from him. The truth was, she always kept a condom in her purse, just in case. She hadn't planned on letting Sun Zhe know, but now she was simply too desperate to care.
Once a woman's addiction takes hold, not even ten oxen can pull her back!
"Master, seriously, I'm speechless... This is the first time I've ever met a man who refuses to do it without a condom. Even I, the girl, don't have such troublesome requirements."
She shot Sun Zhe a resentful look before neatly tearing open the condom wrapper with her teeth. She then knelt before him, took the strawberry-scented ring into her mouth, and slowly leaned forward, using her tongue to gently unroll it over him in a tender and thoughtful display.
A moment later.
Meng Shiya pulled back and looked up at Sun Zhe. "Master, are we good to go now?"
Sun Zhe's gaze sharpened. Without another word, he swept her up from the floor.
"Wrap yourself around me!"
"So intense right from the start! Are you trying to kill me?"
"Hurry up, or we'll be late for work!"
"..."
