Wan Ling’s heart raced as she looked down at him, her green eyes dark with desire. “Brother Yuan,” she breathed, her voice trembling with need. “I want you to taste me.”
Shen Yuan smirked, a wicked glint in his eye. “With pleasure, my dear Ling’er.” He leaned in, his tongue delving between her slick folds, tasting her essence. He groaned at the exquisite flavor, his cock twitching with renewed arousal.
Wan Ling cried out, her back arching off the bed as Shen Yuan’s tongue explored her most intimate places. He licked and suckled on her sensitive flesh, his fingers sliding through her pussy, stroking her inner walls.
He found her clit, the swollen bud throbbing with need. Shen Yuan focused his attention there, circling and flicking the sensitive nub with the tip of his tongue. Wan Ling writhed beneath him, her thighs clamping around his head as she rode his tongue with wanton abandon.
Shen Yuan could feel her tightening, her walls fluttering around his fingers as her climax approached. He sucked her clit hard, pushing her over the edge.
Wan Ling moaned out loud, her body convulsing due to her orgasm. Shen Yuan continued to lap at her, helping her ride out the waves of pleasure until she collapsed back onto the bed, panting and sated.
Shen Yuan crawled up her body, a smug grin on his face. “You taste divine, Ling’er,” he murmured, before raising up and capturing her lips in a deep, sensual kiss. Wan Ling could taste herself on his lips, the flavor of her arousal mingling with his own unique essence.
She wrapped her legs around his waist, feeling his hard length pressing against her slick, heated pussy. She needed him inside her, filling her up, claiming her completely.
“Make love to me, Brother Yuan,” she whispered against his lips, her voice filled with love and desire. “I need you… please.”
Shen Yuan’s eyes glazed with lust at Wan Ling’s pleading words. He captured her lips in another searing kiss, his tongue delving deep to taste her once more. When he broke away, his voice was a low, filled with lust.
“Turn around for me, Ling’er,” he slowly said, his large hands squeezing her ass. “I want to take you from behind.”
Wan Ling’s heart raced at his dominant tone. She quickly complied, rolling over and rising up on her hands and knees. She looked back at him over her shoulder, her green eyes hazy with desire and a hint of shyness.
Shen Yuan drank in the sight of her, from the delicate curve of her back to the tantalizing view of her glistening pussy, framed by the creamy cheeks of her ass.
He gave her rear a sharp smack, making her moan out loud while watching her flesh jiggle before trailing his fingers through her slick folds, feeling her readiness.
“Such a good girl, so eager for my cock,” he teasingly said, his voice a low, seductive murmur. He notched the thick head of his shaft against her entrance, feeling her heat radiating against him.
Wan Ling bit her lip, pressing her hips back against him in a silent plea. Shen Yuan gripped her hips, his fingers sinking into the soft flesh as he began to push forward. The head of his cock breached her tight entrance, stretching her around his thick girth.
Wan Ling let out a low moan, her back arching as she felt every inch of his hard length sinking deeper and deeper inside her. Shen Yuan groaned at the exquisite feeling of her walls tightening around his dick.
She softly trembled as he reached slowly reached deep inside her. He felt some resistance after a while, to which he slowed down and softly pressed forward.
She moaned loudly as he fully pushed his dick inside her, he paused, giving her a moment to adjust. He leaned over her back, his chest pressing against her as he nuzzled her ear.
“Tell me how it feels, Ling’er,” he whispered, his voice strained with the effort of holding back. “Tell me how much you love having my cock buried inside your tight little cunt.”
Wan Ling shuddered, her walls clenching around him. “It feels… it feels so good, Brother Yuan,” she whimpered. “I love feeling you so deep inside me, stretching me, filling me up. I feel so full… so complete.”
Shen Yuan captured her lips in a bruising kiss, swallowing her moans as he began to move.
He pulled out slowly until just the tip remained inside her, before slamming back in, burying himself to the hilt. He set a hard, fast pace, pounding into her willing body with deep, powerful thrusts. Find more chapters on empire
Wan Ling pushed her hips back to meet his thrusts, the obscene sound of flesh slapping against flesh filling the room. She could feel every vein of his thick cock rubbing against her sensitive walls, stoking the flames of her desire.
“Ah! Yes! Just like that, Brother Yuan!” she cried out, her fingers scrabbling against the sheets. “Fuck me harder! Claim me, make me yours!”
Shen Yuan grinned and obliged, one hand fisting in her hair as the other gripped her hip bruisingly tight. He hammered into her, the force of his thrusts rocking her body and making her breasts bounce.
He could feel her tightening, her walls fluttering around his dick as her climax approached.
“Come for me, Ling’er,” he growled, his voice rough and ragged.
Wan Ling’s body trembled on the edge of ecstasy, her walls clamping down on Shen Yuan’s pistoning dick. “Yes, Brother Yuan!” she screamed, her voice echoing off the walls. “Don’t stop! I’m… I’m going to… Ahhhh!”
Her climax crashed over her, her pussy clamping down rhythmically around Shen Yuan’s cock as she gushed around him.
Shen Yuan groaned, feeling her cum soaking his dick and dripping down her thighs. He continued to pound into her, extending her pleasure, until her orgasm began to subside.
But even as her walls fluttered around him, milking his shaft, Shen Yuan showed no signs of slowing down.
Instead, he pulled out abruptly, leaving Wan Ling whimpering at the sudden emptiness. Before she could protest, he flipped her over onto her back, settling between her quivering thighs.
Wan Ling looked up at him with hazy, lust-drunk eyes, her chest heaving. “Brother Yuan,” she gasped, wrapping her legs around his waist. “Why did you… oh!”
Her words turned into a moan as Shen Yuan slammed back into her, burying himself to the hilt in one powerful thrust. He captured her lips in a searing kiss, swallowing her cries of pleasure.
“Did you think I was done with you, my insatiable little minx?” he growled against her lips, punctuating his words with a sharp thrust of his hips.
“I’m going to fuck you until you can’t walk, until the only thing you remember is the feeling of my cock inside you.”
Wan Ling could only moan in response, her body arching to meet his thrusts. She could feel him, hard and thick and pulsing inside her, stretching her, filling her so completely.
“Please, Brother Yuan,” she whimpered, her nails raking down his back. “Please fuck me more. I need it… I need you. Don’t stop, please don’t stop!”