210 Sucked Dry

Wuxing eyes widened, momentarily dumbfounded. 

Twice a day? How many men would she need to sleep with to evolve?! How was that different from being a prostitute?

His hands loosened, distracted by her words, and she took advantage of his slip, escaping from his grasp. Anna instantly dropped down to the floor, clutching onto the shorts he wore earlier and slid them down in one quick move. 

"Wait!" Wuxing called out, reaching out to stop her. "I'm not done talking." 

He pulled on her hands that already rubbed against his boxers, but that didn't stop her entirely. 

"You can talk while I service myself. Didn't you say you will help me? The faster we start, the quicker I evolve," Anna replied as she looked up at him, blinking as if pleading to receive him, yet her words didn't match her look. "I'm keeping it strictly professional. Just like you wanted."