As he pulled her into a deep hug, she melted into his embrace, her hourglass frame molding perfectly against his body.
Her arms came up to wrap around his waist, slender fingers crossing his back as she held him close.
Qingyu could feel the strength in his arms, the firmness of his chest pressed against her own breast. Her breath caught in her throat as Shen Yuan tilted her head, her heart pounding wildly in anticipation.
As their lips met, a soft moan escaped her, her eyes fluttering closed. The initial kiss was tender, a gentle brushing of lips that sent a shiver down her spine. But it quickly deepened, becoming more intense and passionate.
Her fingers curled into the fabric of his robe as she pressed herself closer, craving his touch, his warmth.
Shen Yuan’s arm tightened around her waist, pulling her against him as his other hand slid into her silky hair, tilting her head to deepen the kiss further.
Qingyu’s mind went hazy, lost in the sensation of his lips moving against hers, his tongue delving into her mouth to dance with her own.
She could taste the faint remnants of the tea he had drunk, could feel the heat of his body seeping into her own. Her skin tingled, a warmth spreading through her veins.
She arched into him, her breasts pressing against his chest, her nipples hardening beneath the thin silk of her gown.
A needy whimper sounded from the back of her throat, her body aching for his touch, for more of his kisses, for everything he could give her.
In that moment, lost in his embrace, Qingyu knew she would give him anything, everything, if only he would keep holding her like this, keep kissing her like this, forever.
Qingyu gasped as Shen Yuan’s hand slid down to her ass, gently squeezing and fondling the round, supple flesh.
Her back arched, pressing her breasts more firmly against his chest as she tangled her fingers in his silky black hair, tugging lightly. A moan spilled from her lips, her eyes glazed with desire as she gazed up at him.
“Brother Yuan…” she whimpered, her voice husky and filled with need. “Touch me more…please.” Her hips undulated against him, seeking friction, craving his touch.
Shen Yuan’s eyes glazed with lust as he drank in her wanton expression, feeling his own desire surge in response.
Keeping one hand on her pert rear, he slid the other up her side, sliding over the curve of her breast before cupping it fully. His thumb and forefinger found her hardened nipple through the thin silk, rolling and pinching the sensitive peak.
Qingyu cried out, her head falling back as jolts of pleasure shot through her. Shen Yuan took the opportunity to trail his lips down her throat, his teeth grazing her racing pulse before he nipped and suckled at the delicate skin.
His hand on her butt tightened, pulling her harder against the bulge in his pants.
Panting softly, Shen Yuan lifted his head to capture her lips in another searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to claim her mouth.
As he kissed her, he began to walk them backward, his hands never leaving her body. The back of his knees hit the bed, and he tumbled them down onto the plush surface, never breaking the kiss.
Qingyu found herself pinned beneath him, her heart hammering wildly as she looked up at him with shy eyes.
Shen Yuan’s chest heaved with desire as he gazed down at Qingyu, her shy yet wanton expression only fueling his lust.
Exhaling a soft breath, he swiftly sat up and began to remove his robes, tossing them carelessly to the side. His toned, muscular chest and abdomen were soon revealed, the skin taut and smooth over the hard muscles.
Turning his attention back to Qingyu, he reached for the waistband at her waist, deftly untying it and pulling the robe open.
His eyes lit up with amazement as he took in the sight of her body, clad only in a thin, sheer slip dress that left little to the imagination.
Her soft perky breasts, the dip of her waist, the curve of her hips—every curve was breathtaking.
Shen Yuan leaned down, his lips finding the curve of her neck as his hands slid the straps of her dress down her shoulders. Explore new worlds at empire
The delicate fabric fluttered to her waist, revealing her breasts to his heated gaze.
He took a moment to admire the creamy mounds, the rosy peaks begging for his touch. Unable to resist, he leaned down and captured one nipple in his mouth, suckling and swirling his tongue around the sensitive bud.
Qingyu arched beneath him, her fingers tangling in his hair as she gasped and moaned, her back bowing to press her breast more fully against his mouth.
Shen Yuan showered her breasts with attention, his hand sliding down her stomach to the hem of her dress.
He slipped beneath the fabric, his fingers brushing against the slick, swollen folds of her folds.
Qingyu’s hips bucked, a sharp cry tearing from her throat at his touch. Shen Yuan groaned against her breast, feeling her wetness coating his fingers.
He needed to taste her, to feel her come undone against his tongue. Slowly, he kissed his way down her body, his tongue dipping into her navel before he settled between her thighs.
With a wicked grin up at her, Shen Yuan hooked his fingers in her dress and slowly pulled it down her long, shapely legs, baring her completely to his hungry gaze.
Her pussy glistened with arousal, the pink folds slick and swollen, inviting him to taste her sweet nectar.
Qingyu gasped as Shen Yuan’s fingers brushed against her slick, swollen folds, her back arching off the bed. “Ahhhnn…Brother Yuan!” she cried out, her voice echoing in the room.
She could feel the heat of his breath on her sensitive flesh, making her throb with anticipation.
Shen Yuan groaned against her pussy, his fingers coated with her essence as he explored her dripping petals. “You’re so wet, eh,” he murmured, his voice rough with desire. “So ready for me.” He circled her clit with his thumb, feeling it swell beneath his touch.
Unable to resist any further, he leaned in and flicked his tongue over her sensitive folds.
“Ahhhhh~ Brother Yuan!” Qingyu moaned, her voice echoing off the walls of the room. Her fingers tightened in his hair as jolts of electricity shot through her. Shen Yuan groaned against her sex, the vibrations only adding to her pleasure.
He licked and sucked at her clit, alternating between broad strokes and flicks. His fingers pumped in and out of her tight hole, curling to hit that special spot deep inside.
Qingyu was lost in a haze of sensation, her mind unable to focus on anything but the pleasure radiating out from her core.
Shen Yuan could feel her walls fluttering around his fingers, growing tighter and tighter. He knew she was close.
He doubled his efforts, sucking hard on her clit as he pumped his fingers faster and deeper. His other hand reached up to fondle her breast, pinching and rolling her nipple between his fingers.
“You really taste great,” Shen Yuan murmured against her pussy, his voice a low, seductive rumble. “I want to feel you come all over my face.”