"Let me ask you one last question!" Ding Jie suddenly lifted her head without warning, looking at Jack with a flower-like smile and asked, "If it were just me, would you take me with you?"
Jack didn't seem surprised by Ding Jie's question at all. He chuckled and retorted, "Would you?"
"No! I can't leave Yue Yunfei!" Ding Jie's straightforwardness caught Jack off guard, and he looked at her with some surprise. Then Ding Jie suddenly stretched her arms and yawned widely, her proud and upright chest becoming even more real in front of Jack, carrying a touch of an enticing allure.
Jingjie noticed Jack's unwavering gaze. She scrunched her nose at Jack and said in a very cheerful tone, "Alright, let's move on to the most important thing of the night!"
"What's the matter?" Jack instinctively asked, reluctantly shifting his gaze away from Ding Jie's chest.
"You can't possibly guess what I'm here for tonight, can you?" Ding Jie slowly stood up, her piercing gaze fixed on Jack. In the next moment, she gently pulled her fair, elegant shoulders back, and the silk camisole slipped off her body like a waterfall, landing on the floor with a soft thud, surrounding her feet and making her enchanting figure even more beautiful.
At this moment, Ding Jie was left with only a pair of white cotton panties. This woman in her thirties exuded an alluring mature charm from every inch of her body. Her breasts were round and firm, with two exquisite, deep red nipples that were tantalizingly prominent, making one drool. Her silky smooth abdomen had no excess flesh, and looking at it made one feel an impulse to kiss.
Jack's breathing became heavy all of a sudden. If it weren't for the relatively warm indoor temperature, the two quick breaths from his nose could have formed long white lines. He stared unblinkingly at Ding Jie's perfect body, and under his gaze, her fair skin slowly revealed a shy pink hue, with a layer of fine goosebumps quickly spreading across her sensitive areas.
"I'm here to seduce you!" Ding Jie slowly bent down, her cherry lips parting to release a fragrance that nearly dazzled Jack. Logically, after just smoking, her mouth should have smelled of smoke, but instead, her bright red lips exuded a charming sweet aroma.
Slowly, slowly... their lips finally met. Ding Jie had completely shed her modesty, wrapping her arms around Jack's neck and straddling his lap. She generously sent her delicate little tongue into Jack's mouth, allowing him to taste her freely, while soft, enticing moans escaped her nose, her entire body twisting like a boneless cat.
"Wait... hold on..." Jack suddenly grabbed Ding Jie's hands, stopping her from unbuckling his belt, and breathlessly asked, "I can agree to whatever you want, but why do you have to force yourself?"
"Force myself? I don't think so. Maybe at first, but now I feel it's not forced at all. What you just said is absolutely correct; none of us know if we'll live to see tomorrow. Why can't I boldly seek a little excitement by making love to a stranger?" Ding Jie looked at Jack, panting, and asked loudly, "Don't you need to release your urges?"
"Yes, I definitely only want to release my urges with you, because we have no feelings for each other!" Jack shook his head, frowning as he said, "But why do you want to demean yourself? You haven't even stated your conditions; you're clearly just throwing a tantrum!"
"You're right, I am throwing a tantrum!" Ding Jie glared at Jack fiercely, gritting her teeth as she said, "If it were you, would you sell your body and seduce men just for a gun? Wouldn't you be angry with the person who ordered you to do that? Is my dignity worth only a broken gun?"
"Alright, Ding Jie, I can give you the gun, just come down, there's really no need for this!" Jack looked helplessly at Ding Jie, who was riding on him, and said seriously, "And to be honest, I'm really not interested in sleeping with a woman who came here just to vent her anger!"
"Not interested, huh?" Ding Jie suddenly pulled down Jack's pants zipper, her nimble little hand quickly reaching in and grabbing that object that made her tremble, sneering, "Is this called not interested? I'll be honest with you, from the moment I saw you, I knew you were very interested in me. Look at how I look at you, it's completely different from how I look at Ruiena and the others. If you still insist, I'll go find that guy named Hu in the front room. Don't forget, he has a gun too, as long as you keep insisting!"
"I... um..." Jack wanted to say more, but Ding Jie's fiery red lips blocked him. All his principles and morals were instantly thrown out the window. Since the woman was taking the initiative, if he kept resisting, he would just look pathetic. Driven by primal desire, he pulled Ding Jie into his arms and pressed her hard onto the sofa.
The two lost themselves in a passionate kiss. Ding Jie seemed to have suppressed too much dissatisfaction, kissing Jack with extra force and emotion. She excitedly tugged at Jack's T-shirt, while Jack wouldn't let her off easily either. Ding Jie's narrow panties were almost like a piece of paper; with a swift pull from Jack's large hand, they were immediately gone, turning Ding Jie into a real-life Venus.
"Don't... don't do it here, let's go to the room..."
Ding Jie hurriedly reminded Jack in a daze, her whole body felt like a cooked lobster, covered in intoxicating red. She wrapped around Jack like an octopus. With a strong pull at his waist, Jack lifted Ding Jie off the sofa, but even then, she was unwilling to give up their brief entanglement, holding his head and passionately kissing him until they both fell onto the bed. As Jack became completely bare, Ding Jie leaned close to his ear and said, "Stranger, I want an experience that I can remember for a lifetime. You can definitely give that to me, right? Please take good care of me..."
The matters between men and women are nothing more than you pressing me or me pressing you. Even if they can turn the world upside down and be inseparably entwined, they are just variations of the same old moves. When Jack was entangled by Ding Jie's legs tonight, after he erupted inside her, he suddenly felt that Thomas Xu had a point: love is something that is made. In those repeated piston movements, he and Ding Jie seemed to have truly lost a bit of distance and gained some tacit understanding. Often, with just a glance, Ding Jie would obediently assume the position he wanted, then go wild in expression to endure the storm.
It's often difficult for a man and a woman to sleep together for the first time, but it becomes easier afterward. The feelings created through physical intimacy can make women unable to resist, and Ding Jie was a prime example of this. It seemed she had truly suppressed herself for a long time, unleashing a deep resentment all onto Jack.
"Am I still alive..."
Ding Jie lay beside Jack, completely naked, her gaze unfocused as she stared at the white ceiling. The red candle on the floor at the foot of the bed was almost extinguished, and the dark sky was gradually lightening to a fish belly white. Her limbs still trembled slightly, a natural reaction after exhaustion.
"It's not living, just not dead yet!" Jack leaned against the headboard, gently smoking a post-coital cigarette. His gaze slowly wandered over Ding Jie's enchanting figure, her body glistening with sweat, making it hard to tell whether it was hers or Jack's. Perhaps their sweat had long since intertwined, indistinguishable from one another.
Jack had never been so wild with a woman in his life. It was as if Ding Jie wanted to express all her love in one night, bursting forth, only to be pulled up by her to burst again, and again, with increasingly bold moves. Jack even doubted whether the poses he displayed tonight surpassed those in a certain island "gun battle film," to the point that his strong legs felt a bit weak.