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Jiang Yan, under the influence of alcohol, threw all caution and reason to the wind. Like a young beast in love, he greedily clung to the prey at his lips, his cock rubbing against the hollow between her hip bones. The more it brushed against the slit hidden between her labia through the fabric, the more he lost control.
His lips and teeth traced her neck down to her collarbone inch by inch. Her half-unbuttoned pajamas revealed a soft, snow-white curve of her breast, rising and falling with her breath, enticing him to taste.
She had just showered, and her nipples were a delicate pink. He sucked and licked them, then took them into his mouth, grinding his teeth gently against them.
Lin Xingzi let out a moan. She couldn’t stand even a little pain, and lying on the carpet, she had nowhere to hide or avoid him. The man’s heavy body was on top of her. After his lips and tongue plundered all the air from her lungs, he moved to her sensitive breasts. Her vulnerable nipples were “tormented” by him like this for the first time; she could feel them hardening. Her attempts to push his shoulders were futile.
She struggled yet accommodated, hurting and wanting to escape, yet desiring him when separated, pushing him away, then pulling him closer. This back-and-forth tormented Jiang Yan, destroying what little patience he had left.
Jiang Yan propped himself up. The pajamas were Lin Xudong’s. He didn’t even want to waste the few seconds it took to unbutton them, pulling them off directly over his head.
The underfloor heating had been on all day, and her back felt exceptionally hot against the carpet. Lin Xingzi felt as if she were catching fire.
No, it was the flame she saw in Jiang Yan’s eyes.
He stripped himself off haphazardly, but when he leaned down to undress her, there was a tenderness in his movements.
Lin Xingzi’s cheeks, flushed from the words ‘we’re married, it’s fine without a condom,’ had not yet fully faded. Now, they returned with a vengeance, spreading inch by inch, her gaze shimmering and hazy, lost in passion.
He always could effortlessly make her succumb to physical desire.
Her panties were pulled down to her ankles by Jiang Yan, the last piece of fabric on her body. She lay there, a hand covering half her face, a cleavage squeezed out by her elbow. Her skin glowed alluringly in the light, fair with a hint of pink, like a peeled honey peach, succulent and fresh, its juices dripping, sickeningly sweet.
“Did you live here when you were little?”
“...How little do you mean? Um... before five, I lived at Grandpa’s house. After Grandpa passed away, we moved to the old house and lived there until I was twelve, and then we moved here.”
“But the bed hasn’t been changed,” she chuckled, leaning close to his ear. “This is still the bed I slept on when I was a teenager.”
So it wasn’t very big and looked a bit old.
Her voice was very low, her breath scattering across Jiang Yan’s neck like fire. He kissed her with a fierce intensity, his crotch straining to its limit, roughly grinding against her inner thigh to soothe this maddening desire.
Lin Xingzi’s inner thighs were chafed, the tender flesh rubbed raw by him, making her feel hot and completely soaked.
She writhed slightly, the carpet’s fibers occasionally brushing against her vulva. The itch and the pain slowly seeped into her bones.
Lin Xingzi arched her body to kiss the scar on Jiang Yan’s shoulder, her fingers running through his short hair and gently pulling. Her toes burrowed under the edge of his sleep pants.
Jiang Yan could no longer endure it. With one hand, he ripped off his pants, and with the other, he gripped her slender ankle, pulling it up to his waist, opening her body to him.
“You don’t lie. If you soil the carpet, and Mom and Dad ask tomorrow,” she didn’t struggle, but her smiling eyes were full of mischief, her heel gently rubbing his coccyx. “How will you explain?”
She was doing it on purpose, wanting to see him controlled by desire.
When sober, he could still manage on the bed. The more he succumbed, the clumsier he became, his desires completely exposed, without reservation.
“Go to bed.”