After the third orgasm, Zhao Yu felt like her body couldn't bear it anymore, but the man behind her had no intention of letting her go.

Pulling his member from inside her soaking wet body, he grabbed her waist and flipped her over. Then holding her legs, and entered her again.

Seeing his forehead covered with fine layer of sweat, Zhao Yu laughed.

This man is addicted to her body.

Afterall, this is the last time they would be doing this.

Shang Lu moved his hand from Zhao Yu's waist to hold a bouncing breast and started rubbing it vigorously. The stiff peak of her breast between his fingers had already become swollen and red but hearing her soft pants, he pulled at it even harder.

Zhao Yu couldn't remember the last time he had been this rough.

He was a typical gentleman who treated others with respect outside.

Likewise, he was quite gentle in bed even though she is just a kept woman he uses to sate his lust.

"Hmm…"  Zhao Yu's core was rammed into ruthlessly and she couldn't help but let out two low moans. Immediately realizing what she had done, she bit her lips tightly and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

He was her financial backer and in order to please him, she could naturally be extremely lewd in bed, talking dirty and the like but in the past three years, what he liked to see most was her shy, timid, and pitiful appearance when he had her under him.

"Let it out." Unexpectedly, Shang Lu said this in a deep voice as he moved to knead and pinch her other breast.

Zhao Yu played the part of an obedient mistress and immediately moaned loudly, crying for mercy: "Slow… slower… ahh… too full… Shang Lu… Shang Lu…"

Only in bed, she occasionally called him by name, otherwise it was always President Shang.

Seeing her flushed face and moist eyes, Shang Lu squeezed the breasts in his hand vigorously. Then while inside her, he held her waist and hips, lifted her from the sofa, and walked to the window. Pressing her against the glass as he continued to fuck her hard.

The sensation of the cold glass pressed against her bare made Zhao Yu shiver, her legs were tight around Shang Lu's waist, and her flower hole was tightly squeezing his desire.

Shang Lu couldn't stop panting and continued to move in and out of her body. After a while, he put her down again, made her stand barefoot on the ground facing away from him, and inserted it again from behind.

The floor-to-ceiling windows of his apartment were not made of one-way glass. Clearly exposing the shameless mingling of their bodies against the glass to any onlookers from the opposite building.

Fortunately, the earliest office workers have not yet arrived, so the opposite office building should be empty.

But who cares even i f there were people?

Zhao Yu chuckled lightly.

She was the only one naked from head to toe so if they were seen and photographed, she alone would be implicated. The neatly dressed man behind her did not even need to be bothered.

It just so happened that she also didn't care.

The only thing was that the man was being very aggressive today. Never before had he been so wild during sex. Even if he wanted to have sex in the living room, he would definitely draw the curtains closed first. To think he would take her so fiercely against the glass is simply out of the question.

The breasts were uneven when pressed on the glass, and the red and swollen tips became itchier when rubbed against the smooth surface. The lower part was so filled that she could only feel numb and full, but her upper body felt more and more unsatisfied because of the insufficient attention.

Zhao Yu took the initiative to twist her body back so that she sheathed his length inside her and squeezed her breasts roughly in the front so her nipples rubbed the glass faster.

Shang Lu realized what she wanted and pulled her backwards flush against his chest, and his broad hands reached forward to help her relieve the itching of her nipples.

Zhao Yu leaned in his arms obediently, feeling the violent heaving of his chest, tightly wrapping his burning desire, and catering to the pleasurable moans coming from him.

After their passion subsided, Zhao Yu took a cigarette from her bag and lit it for herself.

Shang Lu didn't smoke so she never smoked in his apartment or in front of him, but he didn't move to stop her now.

It was the first and last time.

He didn't like to wear condoms and after examining each other's fully detailed medical reports, he never wore a condom again, shooting her vagina full of his essence every time.

This time was no exception.

Zhao Yu just used tissue carelessly to deal with it but there was still a lot of his semen in her body, causing the sticky liquid would flow out and spill on the large nightgown whenever she moved.

It was his nightgown she was wearing since she already packed her clothes, the two suitcases now standing in the corner of his living room.

If they had a boyfriend-girlfriend relationship, maybe everything just now could be called breakup sex, but between the benefactor and the mistress, it seems that it can only be called… partnership termination sex.

After coming to an agreement about her leaving today, she didn't expect him to suddenly come back after working overtime at the company until late at night. He saw then that she had packed everything up in the middle of the night but didn't say anything, just pressed her down on the sofa and had his way with her until dawn.

"I booked a ticket for the day after tomorrow."

Shang Lu suddenly said after Zhao Yu finished smoking half a cigarette.

"Mm." She answered calmly, without even probing for half a word more, this was the consciousness of being a mistress.

Shang Lu raised his eyes to look at her: "If you want to go back to China, I can help you arrange it."

Zhao Yu smiled and said, "President Shang doesn't need to trouble himself. I will follow the boss. If he returns, I will return. If he doesn't return, I will stay here. "

Three years ago, she asked Shang Lu to bring her to the United States.

Shang Lu was not a dictator, and he didn't intend to keep her like a bird in a cage. Apart from the time spent sleeping with him, she was free to do what she wanted.

So she found a job herself and worked as an assistant in an overseas branch of a Chinese company.

Shang Lu didn't say much, picked up his mobile phone and tapped a few times, and said, "The contract termination fees have been transferred to your account."

He transferred her half a million.

The cost of supporting her was settled annually, two million a year. He renewed his contract twice, and the cost of the third year was already paid to her.

The so-called breach of contract is because as of now, there are two months left to reach a full year. So in fact, she is making a profit. But since he wanted to regard this as a breach of contract, she didn't need to be so courteous.

"President Shang can rest assured, even if I return to China and meet President Shang in the future, I will pretend to not know you and will never cause you trouble."

He was returning to China to be engaged to a well matched daughter of a wealthy family. Of course she has to be conscious. She know her position and did what she needed to do.

Shang Lu looked at her for a while and nodded: "Okay."

She called a car to the hotel, and as soon as she put down her suitcases, Zhao Yu received a message from her boss.

[The date for returning to China is set: the 12th of next month]

Zhao Yu smiled and lighted herself a cigarette.

She had already requested to be transferred back to China from her boss and originally thought that the person who would be breaching the contract would her, but Shang Lu was one step ahead of her.