Chapter 122: Silent Land of the Living Dead (11)
Under the dim, warm yellow light, Ji Ning's skin was as fine and smooth as premium silk. Her fully exposed, slender figure was alluringly soft and held a deadly attraction.
Xing Ye couldn't get enough of looking at her.
His hands, as if possessed, gently caressed over Ji Ning's body. He felt that even the slightest pressure would leave marks on her skin.
And these long, smooth legs—her thighs were slightly plump and felt amazing to the touch. Wrapped around a waist, they would make anyone's heart melt.
Xing Ye's throat tightened as he looked. Using a bit of strength in both arms, he supported Ji Ning's legs, spreading them apart as he dominantly grabbed the base of her thighs and pulled her beneath him.
His proud, beautiful dragon-like meat rod stood in front of her tender little cave like a murderous weapon, full of aggression.
The pull made Ji Ning's body tremble strangely. She realized she really enjoyed being conquered by a man's strength and dominance in bed.
It aroused her even more intensely.
Immediately after, under Xing Ye's gaze, her entrance slowly seeped out a stream of liquid.
It seemed her honey pot was even more impatient than her heart.
Ji Ning shyly twisted her waist and reached her fingers down to touch Xing Ye's cock. It was shockingly hot.
The head was already sticky; it seemed he had been impatient for a long time too.
Her fingers traced lightly, rubbing circles over it. Ji Ning saw Xing Ye inhale softly, a layer of sexy desire clouding his handsome face. Just looking at his face could make her legs go weak.
Encouraged, she half-closed her fingers, teasing the shaft by slicking it with pre-cum with a feather-light, playful touch.
As her fingertips glided over the prominent veins on his shaft, she felt an itch stir within herself first.
Xing Ye looked down, watching Ji Ning's scallion-white fingers gripping his member, her pink-tinged fingertips slightly curved with a naturally innate feminine charm.
It's said that when people see cute and lovable things, they develop a desire to destroy and ravage.
Ever since he'd met Ji Ning, Xing Ye understood this feeling.
Looking at her beautiful hands, all he could think about was the fragile image of her fingers turning white as she gripped his arm or the bedsheets.
Xing Ye took Ji Ning's hand and placed it on his shoulder. He leaned forward, pressing against her chest, and nudged his waist so the swollen head pushed against her entrance. He squeezed in a little before pulling back out, stirring a sticky, soft sound from below.
"Mm..." The empty, hollow cave finally received the satisfaction of being filled. Ji Ning let out a long nasal moan, expecting it to go deeper, preferably rubbing against the itching flesh inside her, but the meat rod retreated again.
She looked at Xing Ye aggrievedly. Her hand slid down to caress his solid chest, her intent blatantly obvious.
Xing Ye pretended not to understand. He caught a nipple in his mouth, licking lightly and sucking slowly, moving to tend to both sides. Or rather, it wasn't tending at all, but deliberate teasing.
Ji Ning was soon licked until her cheeks were flushed crimson. Her soft body kept bucking her waist upward, trying to find the meat rod that could stop her itch.
But whenever she was about to touch it, Xing Ye's feeding action just happened to make his body lift slightly. She was like an animal with a carrot dangling in front of it—unable to reach it no matter what, yet hungrier the more she looked.
Because of this intense desire, the area down below even began pulsing and contracting in rapid, heartbeat-like rhythms. It was the first time this had happened to her.
A hard-to-describe feeling—both comfortable and tantalizing, making her drip uncontrollably.
Left with no choice, Ji Ning pleaded aloud: "Brother Xing Ye... I want..."
"Okay." Xing Ye couldn't hold back anymore either. With both of them now unbearably eager, they reached a consensus. He pulled a pillow and placed it under Ji Ning's buttocks, allowing them to press closer together and for him to thrust deeper.
After that, his waist pushed forward with slight force, sinking in inch by inch, then slowly thrust to lubricate.
A numbing, overwhelming pleasure surged in. The long-craving inner flesh, soft yet resilient, squeezed and slowly sucked and writhed around his head and shaft. Xing Ye was so blissed out that his waist tensed, and the base of his thighs went numb.
Amid the sticky, liquid sounds of thrusting, the two moaned in tandem, necks intertwined—one soft and charming, the other deep and sexy. The room was filled with the scent of arousal.
"So comfortable... ngh..." Ji Ning closed her eyes, her entire body filled with pleasure, her skin glowing with a pink hue.
Her legs spread open voluntarily for the first time, but Xing Ye grabbed the crooks of her knees, lifting and bending them outward to more easily receive his thrusts.
This slightly wanton posture made Ji Ning completely open up. Her moans grew increasingly high-pitched. As her body trembled violently from Xing Ye's thrusts, her voice became broken and bewitching.
These noises were too stimulating. Song Weiyang, still unbathed and waiting in the living room, listened as his body grew hot and his cock swelled painfully.
Unable to bear it any longer, he stood up and knocked on the bathroom door. "Big Star, hurry the hell up!"
Inside the bedroom, Ji Ning had already lost the ability to think from being fucked. Her chest bounced violently too. The intense stimulation not only soothed her emptiness but also brought her immense satisfaction. Just the ordinary flow of her juices had already soaked a large patch of the bed sheet.
The familiar swelling, bloated sensation and the feeling of losing control grew more distinct. She knew she was close to the peak and actively tensed her waist to welcome the moment.
But Xing Ye suddenly pulled out. The burning head of his cock pressed against her pleasure pearl, grinding it from slow to fast.
The stimulation inside the passage halted abruptly, while the outside slowly grew hot and numb. The sudden switch in sensation made tears spill from Ji Ning's eyes. She opened her eyes to look at Xing Ye.
He was intently watching her face, her eyes. His smile held both satisfaction and a hint of mischief, so devilishly handsome that Ji Ning's urge to scold him vanished in a second.
His waist moved flexibly, controlling the head to rub firmly and steadily near the C-spot. Ji Ning quickly couldn't take it anymore. The prelude to a different kind of climax made her moan ecstatically, her little pussy gushing water.
Just a moment before sparks flew, Xing Ye changed direction again. He moved lower and thrust in all the way to the hilt, accurately targeting and grinding gently on her most sensitive soft spot. He kneaded until Ji Ning's waist was sore and her legs were swollen with sensation.
Now she knew it wasn't a coincidence. Xing Ye was doing this on purpose.
Ji Ning sniffled, almost about to cry. But of course, it wasn't a sad kind of cry.
"Can't take it anymore? Call me something, and I'll give it to you." Xing Ye kissed her cheek and added, "The kind with two words."
Ji Ning finally understood. She wrapped her arms around Xing Ye's neck, rubbing her breasts against his chest, and pleaded with a soft, tearful voice: "Husband... Husband, you're the best. Let my little pussy pee, okay? I want to pee on my husband..."
"That's my good girl. Husband will satisfy you." Xing Ye lowered his head and fiercely sealed Ji Ning's mouth. His waist pounded with heavy thrusts, making the collision below slap loudly.
The rapid slapping sound continued uninterrupted for dozens of strikes. The two people on the bed both experienced unparalleled ecstasy, entwined together as they bucked uncontrollably. Their joined lower halves were a mixture of juices and thick fluid, utterly debauched.
Standing outside the door, Sheng Churan clearly heard the multiple, perfectly natural terms of endearment, along with the unmistakable sounds of slapping and wanton moans. His heart was restless and unbearable, a fit of jealousy rising unlike any before.
He suddenly understood how Jiang Ting felt.
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