Please Lend Me 50 Million - Chapter 32

When his spiteful touch was repeated, Asha, unable to endure it, moved her tongue. It was a movement telling him not to think about putting anything more in since she could lick well. However, her tongue, pressed tightly against the long and thick p***s, could only twitch as if playing. Every single movement was clumsy.

The clumsy stimulation instead turned into thirst and goaded Harriet. His thick hand gripped her soft platinum blonde hair. If he hadn’t restrained himself, it was a movement where he would have grabbed her hair right away and pierced her throat with his c**k. Unaware of what kind of threat was about to befall her, Asha merely felt proud of the clumsy stimulation she was providing.

“Ugh—”

“Tsk.”

The moment her struggling tongue eventually licked up the head, he roughly pulled Asha away. It was a firm touch. For Asha, who had been unable to pay attention to him because sucking the c**k that filled her mouth was overwhelming, it was a movement like a bolt from the blue.

The tightly tied dress ribbons had long since been unraveled, and her hair, which had been neatly tied, was half-undone by his rough touch. Asha, who would usually have hurriedly cared for her appearance, blinked her eyes blankly as if dazed by the sudden situation.

A lingering gaze went toward Asha’s lips. The reddened corners of her mouth were covered in glistening saliva. He wanted to cross those lips, go inside, and c*m his seed fully.

“Dammit.”

He muttered lowly. It was a tone filled with irritation.

“Dammit!”

“Harriet, it’s not over yet—”

His thick hand pulled Asha up. Asha, as if finally coming to her senses, tried to resist by wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. However, unable to overcome his firm touch, she was eventually pulled up onto his lap, and at that moment, a chilling sensation rang through her lower abdomen.

Plop.

“Hngh, n~no.”

She tightened her lower half, but she couldn’t stop the thing that had already pushed its way through her vaginal opening. Asha, steadying her trembling body, looked at Harriet. It was a gaze that went beyond embarrassment, hoping that he wouldn’t know what had happened. However, unless he was a fool, there was no way he wouldn’t know what had fallen onto his lap.

As she looked for his reaction like a puppy that had done something wrong, the ends of Harriet’s eyebrows went up as far as they could. If they weren’t in a theater, he would have spread her legs and thrust his c**k in right away. How can she be this lovely? The way she acted like a child, looked for his reaction like a puppy, and even her breath gasping with pleasure were all lovely.

Harriet’s lips were haphazardly stamped over Asha’s cheeks. It was a kiss mixed with rough breaths.

“Haa, Asha. Asha.”

“Harriet, hngh~”

Harriet, his green eyes shining dangerously, cast off his usual polite and relaxed appearance as if he had molted. Even while continuing his words, he was busy roughly rubbing his lips over Asha’s skin. It was a movement that vomited out lust. He moved so hurriedly that his soft lips even felt stinging. It would have been better if he only coveted her with his lips. Harriet, like a capable gentleman who could skillfully do two things at once, did not leave his hands still.

He kneaded her b******s with his thick hands and dug into her as if to poke into her vaginal opening. Because he coveted her so roughly without giving her a chance to resist, the best she could do was turn her head so that it was easy for him to kiss her.

She had said that climbing onto a man’s lap meant success, but was this really success? Isn’t success when he listens to her?

Unlike her imagination that he would soften up from excitement, Asha merely looked at Harriet, who had instead become threatening, with wide eyes. His growling appearance was no different from a beast.

Harriet’s sharp canines bit her white nape as if to reproach the Asha who was thinking of other things.

“Asha, who is it? Who taught you such tricks? Hmm?”

“Hngh, Ha~Harriet….”

“Tell me, Asha. Is it because you’re afraid? Hmm?”

Harriet moved his tongue over the tooth marks as if to soothe the struggling Asha. Unlike his upper body which moved as if being tender, his hand staying below squeezed between the labia and crushed her peak as if interrogating her. Her peak, which had already been quite swollen, distorted its shape according to his touch.

“I won’t kill them, nor will I bankrupt them.”

“I—I… by myself. Ah~haa….”

His tongue, which had lingeringly licked up her nape, slowly moved up her neckline and licked her ear.

She moved her body to escape from the itchiness that obsessively stimulated her earlobe, but the strength holding Asha became even stronger. Her waist, where his hand had already passed, and her b******s, which had been gripped strongly once, were already to the point where red handprints remained.