A Bumpy Road to Power

Chapter 434 434: Fiery Heart

At this moment, Arden Rivers hadn't noticed that she had unconsciously leaned against Dirk Carter.

"Do you have a stick on you?"

Suddenly, Arden asked.

Dirk Carter said in surprise: "A stick, what stick?"

"Earlier behind the curtains, you definitely had a stick pressing against my stomach, it hurt."

Arden said innocently.

Dirk Carter asked: "Little Arden, how should I say... Do you know the difference between men and women?"

"Of course I know, men don't have breasts, women do, men have a willy, women don't."

Dirk Carter wasn't surprised at hearing this.

Arden grew up in a den of thieves.

In such a place, there are no women at all.

Presumably, she hasn't received any proper sex education.

Looking so beautiful, yet still keeping her chastity in a den of thieves, it seems Canister has protected her well.

From another perspective, it's understandable.

Canister raised Arden with the intent for her to earn money for him. Had Arden not purposely shown that she was unskilled and couldn't earn money, she might have been violated long ago.

Canister didn't want to make a loss.

So he protected her.

At least, she could fetch a good price in the future.

"How do you know men have a willy?"

Dirk Carter asked, intrigued.

Arden chuckled, saying: "You forgot? I grew up with Brother Canister and his guys, they're all standing up when they pee, only I squat to pee. When I was little, I found it strange, so I secretly watched, they all have a willy."

"Is it possible that the thing pressing against your stomach just now was my willy?"

When Dirk Carter asked this, Arden's face immediately reddened.

She mumbled: "No way! Willies are soft, that was a hard stick, how could I not tell?"

Alright.

There was no reply.

Dirk Carter also didn't know how to explain precisely.

He knocked on the hotel door.

The Leopard Cat opened the door alertly.

Seeing it's Dirk Carter, she let the two in.

Night had fallen, and the three children were cuddled up asleep on the big bed.

Seeing their dirty clothes washed clean and hung drying under the air conditioner, The Leopard Cat hurriedly said: "I couldn't stand them being so dirty. I don't like being in a room with dirty people."

Her tone was unfriendly, and her words were harsh.

Yet the actions warmed the heart.

Beneath the cold exterior hid a warm heart.

Dirk Carter didn't point it out.

He said: "It's almost dawn, it's not practical to get another room now. You two share the other bed, get some rest."

"What about you?"

Arden asked.

Dirk Carter smiled, saying: "I'm fine, I'll sit on the chair for a while."

"You sleep with Sister Cat. You both worked hard today. I'll stand guard, if anyone comes, I'll wake you up immediately."

Watching Dirk Carter and Arden being polite to each other.

The Leopard Cat didn't have such a good temper.

She lay down on the bed directly, saying: "Sleep if you want, I'm tired."

"Sleep with Sister Cat, I usually sleep half the day and am active at night, I'm not tired at all, besides, I want to take a shower first."

Arden pulled Dirk Carter to the bed.

Dirk Carter indeed felt somewhat weary.

Since it was like that, he went along and lay down.

Arden walked into the bathroom and closed the door.

The Leopard Cat leaned close to Dirk Carter's ear and asked: "I did so many things for you, aren't you going to repay me?"

"How do I repay you?"

Dirk Carter asked.

The Leopard Cat suddenly picked up Dirk Carter's hand and shoved it under her hem.

She wasn't wearing a bra anyway.

The softness in his palm quickly transmitted over.

"Didn't I feed you in the first half of the night?"

Dirk Carter asked.

The Leopard Cat said: "The first half was the price for not killing you temporarily, now it's the reward for my help, separate things."

"The kids are sleeping, and someone else is bathing inside, how do you want me to repay you?"

Dirk Carter said, speechless.

The Leopard Cat replied: "That's not my concern, you think of a solution, otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. Now that you're stuck with these tagalongs, you probably don't want to stir up trouble, right?"

Don't be fooled by The Leopard Cat's usual seriousness and stern words.

Since Dirk Carter turned the switch on her, she's changed noticeably.

She bit her lip and said: "Alright, take off your pants."

"Done already."

After speaking, Dirk Carter reached out and found her lower half was indeed bare.

He squeezed her butt a few times forcefully.

Gently lifted her leg.

Slid in smoothly from behind.

Gradually wriggling.

The other hand climbed to the bouncy soft flesh, kneading vigorously.

The stimulation was no calmer than the previous night's scene.

The Leopard Cat's expression gradually twisted, waves of reddish hue rose to her cheeks, it was suffocatingly exhausting.

Creak.

The bathroom door suddenly opened.

Wrapped in a towel, Arden was drying her wet hair as she walked out.

Dirk Carter quickly pulled the blanket up, covering their connected bodies.

Above, they appeared normal, an outsider couldn't tell, who would have thought their lower halves were in an intense, inseparable battle.

"Sister Cat, are you sick? Why is your face so red?"

At this moment, Arden glanced at The Leopard Cat lying sideways, leaned over and asked.

The Leopard Cat opened her eyes and said in panic: "No... I'm not... sick."

As she was speaking, Dirk Carter's movements didn't pause, moreover, there was more force on the soft flesh.

"But you look so uncomfortable."

Arden worriedly placed her hand on her forehead.

Exclaimed: "Oh, Sister Cat, you're feverish and sweating a lot."

"Little... Little Arden, I'm fine, sister... sister is fine... Don't... don't mind... ah ah... me..."

Each word, The Leopard Cat spoke with great effort.

Mixed with some moaning along the way.

If Arden had more experience, she might have uncovered it.

"Sister, this won't do, shall I go downstairs and buy medicine?"

"No... no... ah ah ah... no need, I'll be fine... after I sleep."

"Alright then, Sister Cat, rest well."

Since The Leopard Cat didn't agree.

Arden didn't insist.

Returned to the bathroom to dry her hair.

Taking advantage of the buzzing of the hairdryer, Dirk Carter launched a full attack, after a wild rampage, The Leopard Cat also reached the peak, only feeling a warm stream following their connected parts flowing down.

Just like last time.

The Leopard Cat shuddered continuously.

Trembling.

Drool inevitably slipped down the corner of her mouth...