He slid a finger through her slick folds, gathering her wetness before carefully pressing one digit inside her tight, velvet heat.
"Ngh! It's... it's strange," she moaned, her inner walls fluttering wildly around the intrusion.
It was a feeling of being utterly filled, both foreign and profoundly thrilling.
"It will feel better soon, he assured her, beginning a slow rhythm, in and out, as he
bent his head to take one of her pert nipples into his mouth.
The dual sensations-his finger moving inside her and his mouth on her.
breast-overwhelmed her senses.
"Ah! Ye Chen there right there!" she cried out when his finger curled upwards, brushing against a particularly sensitive spot
deep inside her. Her hips began to move involuntarily against his hand, seeking more friction, more of that delicious pressure.
Seeing she was ready, Ye Chen withdrew his finger, earning a soft whine of protest
from her lips. He shifted above her, settling between her legs.
The thick, hard length of his dick, already weeping with pre-cum, pressed insistently against her wet entrance.
Xiao Yu's eyes locked with his, her nervousness palpable again. This was it. The
moment of no return. She wrapped her legs around his waist, pulling him closer in silent consent.
"Remember," she breathed, her voice trembling. "Gentle
With a groan of restraint, Ye Chen nodded. Holding himself above her, he guided his cock to her opening and began to push forward, slowly, inch by agonizing inch.
The initial stretch was intense. Xiao Yu's
nails dug into his back as she felt herself
being stretched wider than she ever had been before. A sharp sting made her gasp, her eyes squeezing shut.
"Breathe, Yu'er, Ye Chen coaxed, his voice strained with the effort of holding still. 'Just breathe through it."
She did, taking deep, shuddering breaths. As she relaxed, the sharp pain gradually faded, replaced by a deep, full feeling.
He was so big reaching places inside her she didn't know
existed. When he was fully sheathed, their bodies flush together, they both went still for a moment, simply feeling the profound. connection.
"You're so tight,' Ye Chen groaned, dropping his forehead to hers. "So perfect."
Y-You can move..." Xiao Yu whispered, her inner muscles experimentally clenching around him.
That was all the encouragement he needed. He began to move, pulling back almost completely before sliding back in with a slow,
deep thrust.
"Ungh... The sound was punched out of her. The friction was incredible, a building fire in her lower belly.
With each thrust, the initial discomfort vanished, utterly consumed by
burgeoning pleasure.
Ye Chen's pace gradually increased, his hips establishing a steady, rhythmic cadence. The
sound of skin meeting skin-pakh... pakh...
pakh-filled the room, mingling with their
ragged breaths and Xiao Yu's escalating
moans.
"Oh! Oh, gods... Ye Chen!" she cried out, her head thrashing on the pillow.
Her hands. scrambled for purchase on his back and shoulders as he drove into her, each thrust hitting that wonderful, sensitive spot deep.
within.
Your pussy feels amazing," he grunted, his control beginning to fray. "So hot... so wet for me."
His words, so explicit, sent another thrill through her. She felt wanton, powerful, and utterly consumed all at once.
The coil of tension in her abdomen wound tighter and tighter with every powerful stroke of his dick
inside her.
1... I'm going to she whimpered, her vision starting to blur at the edges.
"Come for me, Yu'er," he commanded, his thrusts becoming faster, harder, more urgent. "Let go."
That was all it took. With a loud, shuddering cry-"Ye Cheeeen!"-her orgasm crashed over
her. Her inner walls convulsed around his length in rhythmic pulses, her body bowing off the bed as waves of exquisite pleasure
radiated out from her core.
Feeling her climax, Ye Chen's own restraint
shattered. With a few final, deep, frantic thrusts, he buried himself to the hilt and groaned her name as his own release tore through him.
He spilled his seed deep inside her, the hot pulses mingling with her own
fluids.
For a long moment, they remained locked together, breathing heavily in the aftermath. Slowly, carefully, Ye Chen rolled to the side, pulling her with him so she lay sprawled half
on top of him, her head on his chest.
The room was quiet save for the sound of their slowing breaths. Xiao Yu traced idle
her. The deal for ten million gold coins felt like a distant, irrelevant memory. This, the feel of him, the scent of their joined bodies, this was what felt real.
patterns on his sweat-slicked skin, a profound sense of peace and satiation washing over
Ye Chen pressed a soft kiss to the top of her disheveled hair. "Gentle enough?" he asked, a hint of playful smugness in his tired voice.
In response, Xiao Yu simply snuggled closer, a soft, contented smile on her lips.
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