Super Rich: I Can Hear Women's Inner Voices
Chapter 50: Licking

Chapter 50: Licking

The warm and cozy decoration of the hallway made Linker recall the bits and pieces of the past. The longing and regret in his heart lingered, refusing to dissipate. With a hopeful heart, he pressed the doorbell of Taylor’s new home.

He pressed it several times in a row, but there was no response.

"Could it be that Taylor isn’t home? Impossible. No matter how late it was before, she always came home to rest, saying she was particular about her bed or something. It’s already past midnight now." Linker had deliberately chosen this time.

"Or maybe Taylor is asleep?" Linker opened WhatsApp. The message he had sent Taylor before coming had no reply, but it also didn’t show the dreaded red exclamation mark.

As long as there was even the slightest chance, he couldn’t give up. He knew Taylor’s personality too well. As long as he sincerely apologized, the possibility of remarriage was still high.

But what Linker never expected was that it was precisely because of his foolish abandonment that Taylor had found her own happiness.

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After coming out of the bathroom, Taylor finally remembered the doorbell. Before she could unravel the confusion in her heart, her phone on the coffee table vibrated again.

Jake was sitting on the sofa, looking like he hadn’t had enough.

Taylor silently picked up the phone, glanced at the caller’s name on the screen, then looked at Jake, as if making up her mind before answering the call.

"Yes, it’s me."

"You’re outside the door?"

"I’m not... home."

From their brief exchange, Jake immediately guessed that the caller was his aunt’s ex-husband. He didn’t even bother using his mind-reading ability.

So the doorbell he had heard earlier wasn’t an illusion. It was his former uncle-in-law, or more accurately, his aunt’s ex-husband, standing outside the door.

Taylor walked further away from Jake while talking on the phone. Jake suddenly felt a surge of jealousy. He had been the one to abandon Taylor first, so how dare he show up again?

Taylor was speaking coldly to Linker, and her tone made him realize something was wrong.

"Ah... don’t..."

A chaotic noise came from the other end of the phone, and Linker couldn’t make out what was being said.

A moment later, Taylor’s indifferent voice returned, though the careless Linker didn’t notice the faint, soul-shivering tremble in his ex-wife’s tone.

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At 24:00, the Thanksgiving holiday came to a perfect end.

Most families had long been immersed in beautiful dreams of reunion, while in the hallway on the 13th floor of the Shangrilla complex, a middle-aged man stood making a phone call. Facing the security door, he paced back and forth, endlessly apologizing to his ex-wife on the other end of the line for his mistakes.

The scene behind that door, if seen by the man outside, would surely make his blood boil with regret.

A tall, mature, and alluring beauty struggled to support herself with her left arm against the inside of the security door while holding her phone with her right hand. Her jet-black hair cascaded over her left shoulder, her clothes disheveled. A black lace dress had been roughly pulled down to her waist, leaving her plump, fair buttocks completely bare.

Beneath her legs was a robust, masculine young man, his head buried between her voluptuous thighs, his tongue wantonly teasing her sensitive pussy.

The beauty’s face was flushed red, her brows furrowed, and a drop of milky-white fluid lingered at the corner of her lips. Her lips trembled slightly as she spoke intensely into the phone, occasionally letting out suppressed moans, as if trying to prevent the person on the other end from noticing.

Jake and his aunt’s affection and desire had reached their peak when they were abruptly interrupted by the sudden visit of his former uncle. This made Jake burn with jealousy. In truth, ever since Taylor had accepted Jake, she had long given up on Linker. What surprised her was that Linker would come looking for her so late and even know her new address.

She had rejected him many times on WhatsApp, yet he still harassed her with calls. Deciding to end it once and for all, she answered the call face-to-face to sever all ties with Linker.

Jake, aware that his former uncle was just a door away, suddenly felt a mischievous urge. He forcibly moved his aunt to the door, orchestrating this tantalizing and thrilling scene.

Taylor had no idea Jake knew everything. She simply wanted to end things with her ex-husband and cut off contact. But Jake dragged her into this. The pleasure she had barely subdued surged back under his relentless tongue, and she reluctantly gave in to his demands.

The 13th-floor room was eerily quiet. Jake could even hear the man’s voice on the phone clearly.

"Taylor, what do I need to do to earn your forgiveness?"

"Hah, what’s the point of saying this now, ah~..." Taylor cursed Jake in her heart. The sensations between her legs felt like millions of ants crawling over her skin.

The tingling, numbing ache was addicting, and he had to choose this moment to tease her. Jake, you bastard.

Jake heard his aunt’s silent curses clearly. His mind-reading ability was truly useful. He didn’t even need her to moan aloud. Her inner voice was already singing for him.

But at this moment, Jake also avenged the humiliation he had suffered from his former uncle back at Sunshine Middle School. Back then, his aunt had been his only emotional pillar, but she had been deceived by that man and even transferred to a school closer to him.

What goes around comes around. Today, it was Jake’s turn.

Whether it was the former Teacher Taylor or his current aunt, Jake had finally gotten his wish. No one would ever take his aunt away from him again.

After his earlier licking, his aunt’s pussy was already dripping wet. Though she had washed her mouth and wiped herself clean in the bathroom, some traces remained. Jake’s mouth was no longer content with just her clit.