Ye Chen cupped Nalan Yanran's face, his dark eyes burning with desire as his thumb brushed over her lower lip.
She shivered under his touch, her breath hitching as he leaned in, capturing her mouth in a searing kiss.
The moment their lips met, she melted against him, her soft curves pressing into the hard planes of his chest.
His hands slid down her back, gripping her hips possessively, pulling her even closer.
"Brother Ye, I-mmph!"
Her words were swallowed as his
tongue plunged deep, claiming her with a hunger that left her dizzy. His fingers teased the hem of her delicate robe, tracing the sensitive skin just beneath.
With a low growl, he suddenly tore the fabric away, exposing her naked body to his heated gaze.
Her breasts, full and peaked, trembled with each ragged breath, and between her thighs, her glistening folds betrayed her need.
Ye Chen didn't hesitate. With a firm push, he guided her onto the bed, following her down as his mouth trailed a fiery path along her neck, over her collarbone, before finally closing around a stiff nipple.
She cried out, arching into his touch as his teeth grazed the sensitive peak, sending jolts of pleasure straight to her core.
His hand slid lower, fingers gliding through her slick folds before circling her throbbing clit.
"So wet for me, he murmured, his voice rough with lust.
Nalan Yanran gasped as he dipped two fingers inside her tight heat, stretching her deliciously. Her nails raked down his back, leaving faint red marks in their wake.
"Ah! Brother Ye, please-!"
Before she could finish, he replaced his fingers with his mouth, kissing her with slow, deliberate licks.
Her thighs trembled as he devoured her, his tongue flicking over her clit before thrusting deep, mimicking the rhythm she craved.
"Y-You're going to make me-!"
Just as she teetered on the edge, Ye Chen pulled back, leaving her whimpering in frustration.
His cock, thick and straining, pressed against her thigh, the heat of it making her ache. He positioned himself at her entrance, his dark gaze locking onto hers.
"Tell me you want it."
Her answer was immediate, desperate. "I need you," she begged. "Fuck me, Brother Ye!"
With one powerful thrust, he buried himself to the hilt, filling her completely.
She gasped, her walls stretching around his thick length, the mix of pleasure and pain making her shudder.
"Relax," he growled, gripping her hips as he began to move. "You take me so well."
The initial discomfort melted into pure ecstasy as he set a relentless pace, driving into her with deep, hard strokes.
Each thrust dragged against her sensitive walls, the delicious friction sending electric shocks of pleasure radiating through her body in dizzying waves.
The stretch of him-thick, unrelenting-made her gasp, her inner muscles fluttering helplessly around his length as if trying to draw him deeper.
A breathy, broken moan spilled from her lips, the sound muffled against his shoulder as he filled her completely, the wet, rhythmic slap of skin on skin echoing through the room, punctuated by the creak of the bed and their ragged breaths.
"Ah! Ye Chen-!"
Her breasts bounced with every snap of his hips, the stiff peaks of her nipples rubbing deliciously against his sweat-slicked chest.
The friction was maddening-each brush sent jolts of heat straight to her core, coaxing another whimper, another gasp.
His scent-musky, masculine, tinged with the faintest hint of sandalwood from his earlier bath-filled her lungs, intoxicating her further.
She could taste the salt of his skin where her lips pressed against his collarbone, her tongue darting out instinctively to savor him.
"Harder-! Please-!" she begged, her nails biting into the hard planes of his shoulders as her back arched, her body desperate for more.
Ye Chen growled low in his throat, the sound vibrating against her skin as his grip tightened on her hips, fingers digging into the soft flesh hard enough to leave marks. He obeyed without hesitation, slamming into her with relentless force, each thrust knocking the breath from her lungs.
The bedframe creaked violently beneath them, the headboard thudding against the wall in time with their frenzied rhythm.
The air was thick with the musky scent of sex, their mingled sweat making their bodies glide together even more sinfully, everv movement slick and heated.
"Fuck-you feel-so good-" he gritted out, his voice rough with need, his dark eyes burning into hers with possessive intensity.
Nalan Yanran's breath hitched, her thighs trembling as pleasure coiled tighter, hotter-an unbearable pressure building low in her belly.
Her toes curled into the tangled sheets, her body strung taut like a bowstring, until
"I'm-ah! Ah! Cumming!"
Her climax ripped through her without warning, her inner walls clenching around him like a vise, pulsing in waves as she cried out, her voice breaking on his name.
The sheer tightness of her sent him hurtling over the edge with a deep, guttural groan, Ye Chen drove into her one last time, his release spilling inside her in hot, possessive bursts, his hips jerking erratically as he rode out his pleasure.
Nngh-! Yanran-!"
She shuddered beneath him, her body still fluttering with aftershocks, every nerve alight with oversensitivity.
Weak and boneless, she collapsed against his chest, her breaths coming in soft, uneven pants, her skin flushed and glowing.
Ye Chen wrapped his arms around her, pulling her close as he pressed a slow, claiming kiss to her forehead.
His fingers traced lazy circles over her spine, soothing the last tremors from her spent body.
The weight of him-warm, solid, still buried deep inside her -was comforting, a silent promise of more to come.
"Rest now," he murmured, his voice thick with satisfaction, his lips brushing against her damp temple.
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