Heiress' Dirty Homecoming

豪华的别墅客厅里，卡普正慵懒地靠在真皮沙发上，手中把玩着昂贵的水晶酒杯，深邃的眼眸中透着不屑，审视着站在门口的罗子怡和她怀中的婴儿，罗子怡紧张地站在门口，身上朴素的白色连衣裙与这奢华的环境形成奇妙的反差，怀中的小月安静地靠在她胸前，似乎感受到了气氛的紧张，小手紧紧抓着妈妈的衣襟。 “所以，你就这样带着这个小东西找上门来？你以为我会相信这是我的种？“卡普嘴角挂着轻蔑的微笑，目光在罗子怡身上游走，罗子怡低着头，语气中带着一丝卑微，声音轻得几乎听不见，“小月...小月的左耳后有心形胎记，和你一样...她真的是你的女儿...“ 卡普的眼神闪烁了一下，放下酒杯，慢慢站起身来，高大的身影笼罩着母女二人，威压感十足，“过来。“简短地命令道，罗子怡犹豫了一下，小心翼翼地走到他面前，卡普随意的掀了一下小月的耳朵，果然看到了那个小小的心形胎记。 卡普冷笑一声，伸手抚摸着罗子怡的脸颊，“一年不见，还是那么漂亮...只是看起来更可怜了。“手指滑到她的下巴，稍稍用力抬起她的脸，“说吧，你想要什么？钱？名分？还是...只是想让我操你？“罗子怡的脸颊因羞辱而泛红，但她没有反抗，只是轻声说：“我只想...小月能有个完整的家...“ “家？“卡普仿佛听到了什么可笑的事情，“就凭你？一个被我玩过就丢的女人？“泪水在罗子怡眼眶中打转，但她倔强地不让它们落下，“我...我可以做任何事...只要你让我们留下...“卡普似乎被她的话取悦了，邪魅的笑容在英俊的脸上展开：“任何事？这可是你说的...“

A glassy expanse brought frigid air into the grand living room. Cardu inclined his head, dark strands falling across his forehead. He smiled, rigidly testing the scotch in his glass. He eyed Ziyi, her shabby dress a stain on the immaculate room. He smirked, "So, you're back, dragging that tiny brat along? Expecting me to believe it's mine?" Ziyi's head hung, her voice a faint whisper, "Look... look at her ear. She has a birthmark, just like you. A heart. She's your daughter. I swear it." Cardu's eyebrows danced with amusement, setting his tumbler down. He stood, a towering figure casting a long shadow over Ziyi and the infant. "Come here." She hesitated, then inched closer, her arms cradling the baby tight. His fingers brushed the child's ear, exposing the tiny mark. He laughed, low and dangerous, his gaze roaming over Ziyi's flushed face. "Still pretty. But you look pathetic." His thumb traced her jawline, tilting her chin up. "What do you want, Ziyi? Money? A ring? Or just my cock again?" She blushed, but her voice was steady. "A home. For her. For us. I'll do anything." Cardu's grin widened, his eyes gleaming with malevolent glee. "Anything? You're sure about that?" His fingers dug into her soft skin, a whisper of a threat. Ziyi swallowed hard, nodding. Cardu stepped back, his hands reaching for his belt. "Good. Then get on your knees and show me how much you mean it." His voice was a low growl, laced with dark promise. Ziyi's eyes widened but she complied, sinking to the cool marble floor, her heart pounding in her chest.

Cardu's belt buckle clanked against the marble as he unthreaded it, the leather sliding through with a smooth, deliberate motion. His eyes never left Ziyi, who knelt before him, her breath coming in shallow gasps. The baby, small moon, stirred in her arms, but Ziyi hushed her gently, her voice a soft murmur that barely reached Cardu's ears. "You know the rules, Ziyi," Cardu said, his voice a low rumble. "No hands. Just your mouth." He unbuttoned his pants, the sound of the zipper echoing in the silent room. He pushed his pants down just enough, his cock already hard and straining against his boxers. He hooked his thumbs into the waistband, pausing for a moment to enjoy the sight of Ziyi on her knees, waiting for him. Ziyi's hands trembled slightly as she placed the baby on the floor, a soft blanket padding the cold marble. She turned back to Cardu, her eyes fixed on his growing bulge. She leaned forward, her hands clenched at her sides, her breath hot against the fabric of his boxers. Cardu's cock twitched, eager for her touch. Cardu grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her head back gently. "Look at me, Ziyi." He growled, his voice thick with lust. "Eyes on me while you suck my cock." She nodded, her eyes meeting his. He released her hair, giving her a tight smile. "Good girl." He commanded, his voice dripping with dominance. "Now, show me what you've got."

Ziyi's breath hitched as she leaned in, her lips brushing against the cotton of his boxers, feeling the hardness beneath. She hooked her fingers into the waistband, slowly pulling them down, revealing his thick, veined cock. It bobbed free, already slick at the tip. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of fear and desire. Cardu's grip tightened in her hair, a silent command. She parted her lips, taking him in slowly, her tongue flicking against the sensitive underside. Cardu hissed, his hips jerking slightly. "Fuck, Ziyi," he growled, his eyes never leaving hers. She took him deeper, her cheeks hollowing as she sucked him in, her tongue swirling around his shaft. Her head bobbed, her movements tentative at first, then gaining confidence as Cardu's breaths grew ragged. Cardu's free hand reached out, gripping the back of the sofa for support. His knuckles were white, his body tense. "Deeper," he demanded, his voice a low rumble. Ziyi obliged, taking him further into her mouth, her nose brushing against his trimmed pubic hair. She gagged slightly, but Cardu didn't relent, his hips moving in sync with her mouth. She pulled back slightly, her lips glistening with saliva. She panted softly, her eyes watering. Cardu used his grip on her hair to pull her back to him, his cock sliding back into her warm, wet mouth. She moaned around him, the vibration sending shocks of pleasure through his body. Cardu's breath hitched as he felt his orgasm building. "Stop," he grunted, pulling her off him. Ziyi panted, her lips swollen and red. Cardu looked down at her, his chest heaving. "Stand up," he commanded, his voice hoarse with lust. Ziyi complied, her body shaking slightly. Cardu reached out, his fingers tracing the neckline of her dress. "Take it off," he said, his voice a low growl. Ziyi's hands trembled as she reached for the zipper, slowly sliding it down, revealing her bra-clad breasts. Cardu's eyes gleamed with anticipation, his cock still hard and ready.