Unstoppable Ecstasy
Duan Lin stared at Chu Fei without blinking, her hands frozen mid-motion. She and the mature woman under her could both tell—Shu Yu's expression wasn't faked. This was the face of a woman lost in ultimate bliss. But how? Chu Fei's hands rested only on her waist, nowhere near her intimate areas...
Was Shu Yu's sensitive spot on her waist? No, that couldn't be—Duan Lin had massaged her the same way before. Unless...
"Shu Yu, what's gotten into you today?"
The mature woman sat up abruptly, glancing between Shu Yu's legs. Sure enough, it was a sopping mess down there. "You're not some kid anymore—what kind of man haven't you seen? It's just a hot young guy giving you a massage. You really losing it like this?"
"Sis... I don't want to, but I can't help it..." Shu Yu's body still thrummed with aftershocks, eyes closed as she savored them. She didn't even care who was watching—her hand slid straight to Chu Fei's crotch. "Right now, I just need..."
"Shu Yu, have you lost your mind?" The mature woman gasped, shocked by her shameless grab.
"Try it yourself and you'll see!"
Shu Yu turned her head, lips pouting slightly. "I can't stop... I've never felt anything this intense before. It's like the last few decades of my life were a waste! Ah! Don't touch me there... Ah, no... don't stop!"
"！！！"
As a professional masseur, especially with a high-status female client, Chu Fei had no business—or reason—to touch her private parts. But Shu Yu had climaxed multiple times already, and now her hands roamed his body eagerly. He couldn't bring himself to ignore the steady flow of yin essence—that was pure energy for him.
So, in the pause as she spoke, he let his fingers slip into her honeyed depths while "massaging" her thighs...
Chu Fei was openly groping a female client?
It was like poking a hornet's nest. The suction from his fingers absorbing her energy yanked Shu Yu straight to another peak—and not just one. Wave after wave crashed over her. Her body convulsed like she had some strange illness, arching rigid one moment, curling tight the next. She cried and screamed until his fingers finally withdrew.
Duan Lin and the mature woman gaped, speechless, barely believing their eyes.
The session ended abruptly, but after they showered and emerged, Duan Lin spotted the difference immediately. Both were longtime clients; she knew their bodies inside out. Yet today, Shu Yu looked noticeably slimmer than her sister—radiant, like a whole new woman.
If an outsider like her noticed, Shu Yu sure had. She beamed, tugging at her clothes. "Sis, I've slimmed down! Look— these pants fit perfect before, but now they're sliding off!"
"..."
Once they left, Duan Lin marched straight to Chu Fei, eyeing him up and down in silence until he squirmed. Then she turned away. "You're a quick study. No wonder I cut Judge Xie Qin's timeline in half, and she agreed without a fight. Guess I didn't cut it enough."
"Heh..." Chu Fei could only grin sheepishly.
"Come with me. Time to teach you how to identify herbs."
"Huh?" Chu Fei blinked in shock. "You're really gonna teach me? Isn't that your secret sauce?"
"You've already played with my body. What secrets do I have left from you?"
Duan Lin paused, her tone still cool and detached. But Chu Fei caught a faint... something. A subtle melancholy?
Maybe he imagined it.
"Since I promised Xie Qin, I'll cram as much as I can into you this half-month. How much sticks is up to you."
"Um... sorry!"
Chu Fei realized he'd misjudged her. Her iciness was just her nature. Yet despite their rocky start, she was still willing to teach him. She wasn't petty at all.
From that moment, he vowed to treat her like a real teacher—with respect.
"No need to apologize..." Duan Lin glanced back at him suddenly. "Remember this: you're a man. Everything you do is right—even if it's wrong, you have to stand by it as right!"
"Uh??" Chu Fei was utterly baffled. Why the sudden philosophy? What did being a man have to do with always being correct?