She withdrew herself slightly from him as she spoke.
But before she could escape, she found the man pressing down on her with the weight of his body.
Li Beinian shrank back like an ostrich, saying, “You didn’t rest much last night, sleep for a while more.”
“It’s okay,” he said in a muted voice as he lightly kissed the corner of her lips, his breath hot against her face. “I’ve got enough energy in me.”
Enough energy…
Her face started to burn, and she started to feel nervous.
But the nervousness she was feeling now was very different from what she felt last night when she was being violated by Mu Donglin.
Towards Mu Donglin, she felt revulsion and disgust, fearful that he’d succeed in violating her.
Towards Mu Xichen…
She was purely nervous about being physically handled that way.
After all… it was really painful…
Given her reaction, he sank himself further into her and whispered, “I haven’t slept much the last few days.”
She could feel his throbbing and turned scarlet. Pinching her legs closed, she asked, “Were you very busy?”
“Uh-huh.” He lowered his head and positioned his face next to hers, kissing her lightly on the lips. He breathed. “Mostly working, and the rest of the time, thinking of you.”
Li Beinian’s heart started to beat wildly at these words, perhaps from the fact that he was too close, or from him bearing down on her this way and making her nervous.
She turned to look into his deep eyes that were full of unexpressed tenderness. Caving in eventually, she circled her arms around him and whispered, “Be gentle, it’s always… so painful.”
He smiled, having gotten the go-ahead, and bit lightly into her lip, turning that into a deep and passionate kiss.
Reaching under the blanket, he slid his hand along the smooth skin of her thigh, moving upward till it was exploring under her pajamas.
She circled her arms around the man and shut her eyes nervously.
His kisses traveled along the contours of her face, and further down beyond her chin, the urgency in his movements growing as he went.
He slipped off her pajamas, savoring her body inch by inch with his lips.
Beginning to grow desperate with desire, she reached out to tug at his shirt.
Mu Xichen’s eyes flashed as he whispered, “Remove it for me.”
In her ecstasy, she opened her eyes and found herself looking into his—they were deep and eternal, like the glittering milky way.
They seemed to have been set ablaze.
His words made her blush with embarrassment, but she worked quickly to remove his shirt.
“Trousers.” His whisper was hoarse and bewitching as he took her hand and guided it to the zipper opening.
She drew her hand back nervously, but Mu Xichen grabbed onto it tightly, refusing to let go.
Feeling awkwardly shy, she had no choice but to lower her head and worked to unbuckle his belt.
Then, his button, and the zipper…
She stalled and turned a bright red as she whispered in an annoyed tone, “Do it yourself!”
“You’re almost done,” he said unrelentingly. “This is the last.”
Having said that, he reached out to touch the only garment left covering her body. He teased it down a little by little, moving from one side to the other, yet refusing to completely remove it.
He stared at the beautiful contour that was gradually appearing, his eyes flashing. He bent over her and whispered, “You remove mine, I remove yours, fair and square.”
She flushed furiously but eventually gave in, allowing him to lead her into all sorts of unmentionable acts.
She withdrew herself slightly from him as she spoke.
But before she could escape, she found the man pressing down on her with the weight of his body.
Li Beinian shrank back like an ostrich, saying, “You didn’t rest much last night, sleep for a while more.”
“It’s okay,” he said in a muted voice as he lightly kissed the corner of her lips, his breath hot against her face. “I’ve got enough energy in me.”
Enough energy…
Her face started to burn, and she started to feel nervous.
But the nervousness she was feeling now was very different from what she felt last night when she was being violated by Mu Donglin.
Towards Mu Donglin, she felt revulsion and disgust, fearful that he’d succeed in violating her.
Towards Mu Xichen…
She was purely nervous about being physically handled that way.
After all… it was really painful…
Given her reaction, he sank himself further into her and whispered, “I haven’t slept much the last few days.”
She could feel his throbbing and turned scarlet. Pinching her legs closed, she asked, “Were you very busy?”
“Uh-huh.” He lowered his head and positioned his face next to hers, kissing her lightly on the lips. He breathed. “Mostly working, and the rest of the time, thinking of you.”
Li Beinian’s heart started to beat wildly at these words, perhaps from the fact that he was too close, or from him bearing down on her this way and making her nervous.
She turned to look into his deep eyes that were full of unexpressed tenderness. Caving in eventually, she circled her arms around him and whispered, “Be gentle, it’s always… so painful.”
He smiled, having gotten the go-ahead, and bit lightly into her lip, turning that into a deep and passionate kiss.
Reaching under the blanket, he slid his hand along the smooth skin of her thigh, moving upward till it was exploring under her pajamas.
She circled her arms around the man and shut her eyes nervously.
His kisses traveled along the contours of her face, and further down beyond her chin, the urgency in his movements growing as he went.
He slipped off her pajamas, savoring her body inch by inch with his lips.
Beginning to grow desperate with desire, she reached out to tug at his shirt.
Mu Xichen’s eyes flashed as he whispered, “Remove it for me.”
In her ecstasy, she opened her eyes and found herself looking into his—they were deep and eternal, like the glittering milky way.
They seemed to have been set ablaze.
His words made her blush with embarrassment, but she worked quickly to remove his shirt.
“Trousers.” His whisper was hoarse and bewitching as he took her hand and guided it to the zipper opening.
She drew her hand back nervously, but Mu Xichen grabbed onto it tightly, refusing to let go.
Feeling awkwardly shy, she had no choice but to lower her head and worked to unbuckle his belt.
Then, his button, and the zipper…
She stalled and turned a bright red as she whispered in an annoyed tone, “Do it yourself!”
“You’re almost done,” he said unrelentingly. “This is the last.”
Having said that, he reached out to touch the only garment left covering her body. He teased it down a little by little, moving from one side to the other, yet refusing to completely remove it.
He stared at the beautiful contour that was gradually appearing, his eyes flashing. He bent over her and whispered, “You remove mine, I remove yours, fair and square.”
She flushed furiously but eventually gave in, allowing him to lead her into all sorts of unmentionable acts.
