Chapter 4
I shifted my panties to the side, revealing a wide expanse of spring light.
The man’s eyes widened in surprise, and he gulped rapidly as his trousers finally tore open completely.
My vision became hazy, and my mouth watered. “Aaron, maybe hold off on fixing the water pipe for a moment. It looks like there’s another leak right here. Could you fix me first?”
The man could no longer hold back his emotions. He dropped the wrench in his hand with a heavy thud.
With eyes filled with intensity, he lifted my legs and rested them on his shoulders.
A thrilling excitement surged through my mind. I was finally about to become a woman and could finally understand my mom’s joy.
As I nervously bit my red lip, anticipating a bold move from the man, he surprisingly hesitated and withdrew.
I thought, “What’s happening? Am I not enticing enough for him to accept. what’s being freely offered?”
“Is he uncertain about it, or just too timid to act?”
A profound disappointment had filled my heart. A man had needed not only capability but also the courage to act; hesitation and indecision had truly signaled excessive sexual restraint.
Yet, at that moment, I felt as though I were drowning in a sea of desires. The unrest and yearning within me had raged uncontrollably, and every
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part of my being had screamed that I needed a man.
I found myself with no option but to do whatever I could, regardless of the circumstances. Embarrassed, I knelt on the floor, my round and perky backside brushing against the water pipe, reminiscent of a small dog seeking its owner’s attention.
My gaze was filled with allure. “Aaron, please, give it to me now. I feel an itch…”
The man watched me, amusement evident in his slightly upturned lips and playful expression as my eyes continued to convey my plea.
The more I tried to soothe it, the more intolerable it became. Instead of lessening the intense heat, it left me feeling even more void and hollow.
The man once again exhibited his compelling masculine charm, which was irresistibly powerful.
At this point, my rationality was nearly depleted. I’ve abandoned all the shame and morals within me. I can’t stop the drool from escaping my mouth.
It felt like an army of ants was bustling through the gaps in my body, irritating my nerves.
Unable to restrain myself any longer, I lunged toward him, but the man evaded me.
He crouched and gave me a firm slap on my butt, kneading it with vigor. “In such a rush?”
“Um…” The sudden interaction with the outside world heightened my sensitivity, causing an involuntary shiver. The unexpected touch, in both technique and pressure, was perfectly executed, sending what felt like an electrifying surge through my body.
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My breathing quickened and deepened, reminiscent of completing an 800–meter run, leaving me slightly out of breath.
I realized I had misjudged him. The man before me wasn’t a coward. He was an expert at the art of playing hard to get with women.
In fact, he was the best of the best.
That instant gave me the sensation that my soul was about to soar to
heaven.
I lifted my hips to meet the rough, large hand with thin calluses, secretly wishing that hand could be permanently joined to me.
The man smiled and whispered near my ear, his warm breath washing over me. “Do you want my help?”
With that, his hand firmly gripped my waist. Suddenly, it felt like an electric shock, and my body became as fluid as water, overwhelmed by an intense urge to urinate.
“Yes, I need your help!”
