Under the Dusk - Chapter 20 [H]
Ruan Shu lowered her head, and from Ji Yan’s perspective, he could see her eyelashes trembling slightly.
“Tonight… I won’t be going back,” she said. Sang Wanning had extended the hotel stay, and she had just packed her clothes. There was no way she could return to the urban village tonight.
“But I can keep you company now. Do you need that?”
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After saying this, Ruan Shu actually felt a little regretful, but deep down, she couldn’t help herself.
Her blood rushed to her head.
The moment she took off her clothes, her body felt both cold and hot at the same time.
This was Ji Yan’s private resting room.
When he was busy, he would often sleep here.
The lighting inside wasn’t much different from outside—equally intoxicating, decadent, and indulgent. In the center was a dark round bed. As soon as she lay down, Ji Yan knelt and gripped her slender, soft waist.
He loved her pale skin and soft body.
“Were you wet last night?” Ji Yan pulled her beneath him, first teaching her how to kiss. Last time, she had only kept her mouth closed, only letting her tongue move clumsily against his when overcome with passion.
Ruan Shu said yes, she had been very wet.
“Was it because you were thinking of me?”
“Mm…”
“What were you thinking about me?”
His question was blunt, but Ruan Shu was too embarrassed to answer. She couldn’t possibly say that she had been longing for him to touch her body, just like he was doing now. But as it turned out, she was already wet the moment he touched her.
Ji Yan’s technique was too skillful. He kneaded her waist, alternating between light and firm touches, then moved his hand to her inner thigh. His dry fingers teased the area but didn’t go further.
Or perhaps she was just too sensitive.
At this moment, her wetness had already begun to flow.
Ruan Shu clutched his shirt, wrinkling it, and kissed his neck in a haphazard manner, pleading for him to be gentler, to cherish her more. “Brother Yan… don’t touch me like that… it tickles…”
Her clothes had already been stripped away.
Now completely naked, her body was a beautiful shade of pink, with a faint blush spreading across her face, deepening in color until it seemed to bleed into her earlobes.
Ji Yan couldn’t get enough of her.
“Kiss me.” Ji Yan said hoarsely, “Kiss me, and Brother Yan will make you feel good.”
Ruan Shu naturally listened to him. Clinging to the man’s strong shoulders, she offered herself to him as if in sacrifice, her eyes glistening, her soft lips moving closer, “Brother Yan, touch me…” Her body felt like it was on fire.
Ji Yan held her large breasts in his hands, unzipped his pants, revealing his thick, hot member.
He held Ruan Shu’s lips in his mouth, while rubbing his c*ck and touching her bre*sts, asking, “Hmm? How do you want me to touch you?”
Her deep black eyes were slightly dazed. She was utterly in love with the way he looked at her so affectionately, and she would follow him without hesitation no matter what.
But in the end, she was still shy, so she could only lean on his shoulder, hold him, close her eyes, and slowly feel the movements of his hands. Her bre*sts were getting more and more comfortable, and her little h*le was getting wetter and wetter. She couldn’t help but start to respond, rubbing her hard ni*ples against the calluses on his palm, the pleasure from the friction making her moan uncontrollably.
It was so arousing.
Ji Yan thought this way, but he liked it even more.
His c*ck was getting harder and harder, poking her tender thighs several times, her little h*le wet and dripping, both wet and soft.
“Do you want to lick my p*ssy?” Ji Yan’s hot lips and tongue descended, his hand on her neck, burying his head to suck on the flesh of her neck. Ruan Shu now looked like she was begging for it, completely unaware of what she was saying.
Ji Yan laid her back down on the bed, holding her wrist, and said, “How about I l*ck you?” He teased her ni*ple with his mouth. Just this alone was unbearable for her. Ruan Shu, feeling excited, arched her back and said no, but accidentally rubbed against his c*ck.
“Ah…”
Her waist was pushed back down.
She always moved around, forcing Ji Yan to pull out a belt to tie her hands, securing them tightly to the headboard.
“Yan Ge…” she gasped heavily, her eyes dazed.
Ji Yan said, “If you don’t want me to ruin your pu*sy right now, be good.”
She obeyed.
She’s still too young.
Ji Yan always advises himself to stay calm and not to f*ck her into the hospital on the first time.
The glans are about as thick as an egg, even thicker, and hard, with clear fluid constantly oozing from the uret*ra, forming strands that drip onto her inner thigh. Ji Yan rubbed against her.
The little h*le was tender, small, and barely hairy, just as soft as its owner. When he poked at it, the l*bia would part, enveloping him and gently sucking. Ji Yan watched, his eyes burning with desire, and he gasped hoarsely, “I really want to f*ck you to death.”
But if he goes any deeper, she will frown; her inner l*bia are already struggling, pushing him out, making p*netration impossible. Ji Yan lowered his gaze, leaned down to kiss her, and said, “Can I lick it a bit?” Otherwise, it won’t be possible at all.
The little h*le is too tight, it needs some dilation. Ruan Shu, with misty eyes, nodded lightly. Ji Yan gently said “Good girl.” But when he really got under her, she couldn’t help but moan,
“Yan Ge… ah…”
Her hands couldn’t move at all.
She could only arch her back, as Ji Yan’s large hand pressed her down firmly. The slightly coarse broken hair scraped against her skin, and the skin at the base of her thighs was tender and sensitive, turning red after just a few rubs. Her little h*le kept producing moisture, and his tongue hooked in, parting the soft flesh that opened and closed, probing inside to lick and tease.
“Yan Ge… Ji Yan…” Ruan Shu began to call out urgently, but it was no use. She could only feel her private parts being explored by someone. A nimble tongue licked and sucked her l*bia, while hot and rapid breaths continuously sprayed over her. She could hardly take it anymore.
Ruan Shu clutched his head, begging for mercy, “Yan Ge… mm… don’t lick… ah, no…” Her lower abdomen convulsed repeatedly. The room was filled with her moans and the man’s heavy breathing.
Ji Yan’s tongue grew harder as he knelt beneath her, placing a pillow behind her waist to elevate her. He sucked on her constantly dripping little p*ssy, then quickly started to jerk off. The sound of their bodies slapping together echoed as he pressed against her entrance the moment she squirted, releasing a thick stream of s*men.
“Mmm…” the man groaned, thrusting his hips again, spreading the remaining c*m on her inner thighs.