Official Career Storm
Chapter 248

Chapter 248: Chapter 248

After a few seconds of blankness, her thoughts swiftly returned.

Wu Qiangwei’s first reaction was to stop, to stop immediately!

So, she ceased the rocking of her hips.

But then she realized she couldn’t stop.

Once she stopped, Song Guanchao would find out she was already awake.

Whatever happened in a dream, after waking up the next day, it could be pretended that it never happened, avoiding any unnecessary embarrassment.

Therefore, she had to continue pretending to be deeply asleep.

Song Guanchao’s heartbeat was fast, and although he lay motionless, the effect was the same with Wu Qiangwei moving.

But suddenly, Wu Qiangwei stopped.

He was somewhat puzzled.

Could it be that she had reached her climax?

Song Guanchao never considered that she might wake up.

Just as he was feeling regretful, Wu Qiangwei started moving her hips again.

The stimulation approached once more.

Song Guanchao maintained his lying on the side position.

He didn’t do anything actively; it was already the limit of what he could do.

But to push Wu Qiangwei away, sorry, he couldn’t do it.

Wu Qiangwei tightly pursed her lips, her heart engulfed in shame.

She hadn’t expected herself to act this way in her sleep.

This wasn’t Song Guanchao’s fault; she could feel that he had done nothing, it was all her own doing.

Beyond the shame, she felt somewhat helpless and finally decided not to think too much about it; just consider it a dream.

She pressed herself closer into Song Guanchao’s arms, her thigh resting on his waist tightened its hold, and her buttocks pressed down to achieve even more closeness.

Then, moving back and forth, she continued the motion.

She suppressed the urge to cry out loud, but her heavy breathing and deep snuffles couldn’t be contained.

With her conscious initiative, the pleasure became more intense and rich.

She noticed that Song Guanchao’s breathing became heavier, and his body tensed even more.

She suddenly worried, could Song Guanchao not hold back and actually do something to her?

He probably wouldn’t.

She knew Song Guanchao; he wasn’t that kind of man.

This could be seen from his current behavior.

Moreover, Liu Lanzi and Ning Lin were still there.

He couldn’t possibly act on momentary desires and commit such an act.

However, just as this thought emerged, she suddenly felt a large hand on her buttocks.

Her body trembled uncontrollably for a moment.

Song Guanchao’s hand was on her buttocks.

Had he lost control?

Wu Qiangwei’s heart rate increased, her thoughts scrambled, and she felt a bit at a loss.

Song Guanchao had indeed lost control.

But he still had his rationale.

He just wanted to touch Wu Qiangwei’s buttocks.

He thought, just touching it shouldn’t be a problem, right?

After a short surge of tension and confusion, Wu Qiangwei quickly guessed his current thoughts.

His hand on her buttocks didn’t move erratically, didn’t grab, and didn’t knead.

He still had his rationale.

Was he simply unable to withstand his own teasing and wanted to touch?

Just as she expected.

Song Guanchao’s large hand on her buttocks, after about two to three minutes, started to gently knead and squeeze.

This touch sent an electric sensation throughout the highly sensitive Wu Qiangwei’s body.

Song Guanchao swallowed his saliva, grabbed once, and then continued to grab a second time.

The strength in his hands gradually increased.

In the end, almost as if kneading dough, he shaped her full buttocks into various forms within the palm of his hand.

Moreover, he grabbed her buttocks, pulling her body tightly against his own while pushing forward with his waist, leaving not a single gap between their lower halves.

This level of contact caused extreme arousal for Wu Qiangwei.

Her body trembled subtly, her lips parted slightly, exhaling warm breaths.

Suddenly, Song Guanchao let her thigh, which was wrapped around his waist, slide down.

Then, holding her buttocks and pressing down on her thighs, he had her tightly clasp him.

The soft flesh on the insides of her thighs squeezed together, enveloping him and letting him feel the warm softness and a tight embrace.

The next second, Wu Qiangwei’s hips continued to move.

Song Guanchao moved in and out between the embrace of her thighs.

Below her dampness, the two pieces of fabric were as if non-existent, silky smooth, providing Song Guanchao with an ultimate experience.

Some time passed, Wu Qiangwei suddenly felt Song Guanchao’s body violently spasm twice.

And Xiao Song, clamped by her thighs, also gave a few fierce jumps.

Although she was inexperienced, she knew Song Guanchao had surrendered.

Song Guanchao slowly removed his hands, laying her body flat and then quietly got out of bed, tiptoeing with a clean pair of underwear to the washroom to clean up.

Wu Qiangwei’s breathing gradually steadied, yet her heart remained restless.

Although the two had not actually done the deed, the thought of that excessively intimate contact, and his surrender while rubbing against her thighs, filled Wu Qiangwei with complex emotions.

Song Guanchao returned as quietly as before, almost without making a sound.

He sneakily glanced at Wu Qiangwei and seeing her breathing steadily, he quietly sighed in relief.

Tucking her in properly, Song Guanchao lay down and closed his eyes.

Reflecting on the recent events, Song Guanchao felt like he was in a dream.

It was all too surreal.

He had actually done that with the secretary, and even came between her thighs.

No, it wasn’t me who had done it.

It was her who did it first!

All I did was fail to resist touching her buttocks.

After briefly wandering through his thoughts, this time, he quickly fell asleep.

The next morning, when he woke up, Wu Qiangwei was still lying beside him.

He turned his head and saw Liu Lanzi and Ning Lin getting dressed.

"Good morning, Secretary Song," Liu Lanzi greeted with a smile after getting dressed.

"Good morning."

Song Guanchao didn’t sit up, as he was still undressed.

Understanding, Liu Lanzi said, "Xiao Ning and I will wait for you downstairs."

"Alright," Song Guanchao replied. "Please leave your luggage here, I’ll bring it down for you later."

"Okay, thank you, Secretary Song."

After the two women left, Song Guanchao finally sat up in bed.

At the same time, Wu Qiangwei also sat up.

Song Guanchao asked, surprised, "Secretary, when did you wake up?"

"A while ago," Wu Qiangwei removed her wig, feeling her hair had become stuffy after a night’s wear.

Song Guanchao gazed at her unpowdered face, slightly mesmerized.

Even without washing her face, her skin was very good, not a hint of oiliness.

Her disheveled hair framed her delicate facial features, prompting Song Guanchao to think of a line of poetry—’The lotus flowers rise from the clear water, naturally untouched by the sculptor’s knife.’

Beautiful, staggeringly beautiful!

Guan Chao noticed his gaze but didn’t speak, lifting the covers to get out of bed.

It wasn’t until she got off the bed that she realized she was only wearing underwear.

She wanted to return, but found the action too embarrassing, so she pretended not to care, picked a clean pair of underwear from her luggage, and headed to the washroom.

Song Guanchao’s eyes followed her body until she disappeared into the washroom.

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