Chapter 21
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She slowly raised her hands and held onto the man's thighs. Her kneeling legs moved forward a little and she slowly buried her head between his legs.
The man's hands were originally just resting on the edge of the bed. He calmly lowered his head to look at the woman who was humbly begging for his pleasure. But at some point, his face suddenly tightened, his pupils contracted, and his hands gradually clenched. He pursed his lips as if he was enduring something. Fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.
The woman beneath him held his scorching heat and moved in and out again. Gradually, the frequency of her movements slowed down.
The man finally couldn't bear it anymore. He raised a large hand and fiercely pressed the back of the woman's head down.
Ye Huanyan wasn't used to this kind of method. Her lips were small, so she could barely stuff it in. Every time it was about to reach her throat, she would quickly pull it out. Even so, she still couldn't avoid a wave of nausea. Now that she was suddenly pressed down by a large hand, the scorching heat ruthlessly pierced into the deepest part of her mouth. The salty and wet feeling filled all of her senses.
"Ugh …" In the end, she couldn't hold it in. She turned her back and supported herself with her hands on the floor.
Ling Han looked down at her from above, his lower body still standing upright, directly facing her unusually full twin peaks from the side. Her pink bra wrapped around her beauty exquisitely, her white shirt was draped messily over her shoulders, revealing more than half of her snow-white shoulders, and her blue jeans showed her fiery figure unreservedly in front of him. The posture of her back, the twisted slender waist, and the protruding plump buttocks, all of them stirred his nerves.
"You can't stand it anymore?" His voice was cold as he tried to suppress the restlessness. With a trace of ridicule, he said, "It seems like you didn't learn anything from other men."
Ye Huanyan was suppressed by the tidal wave of nausea until tears fell. She didn't have time to care about his ridicule. She lowered her head and leaned on the floor. After retching for a long time, she could only spit out some saliva.
Seeing that she didn't speak, Ling Han just thought that she was ignoring him. His heart was filled with anger. He reached out and lifted her up from the ground. Without any explanation, he threw her on the bed.
The snow-white sheets and soft mattress made Ye Huanyan feel that if she could have a good night's sleep, it would be the happiest moment of her life.
However, there was still Ling Han on her body. His cold gaze was cutting into her skin and nerves inch by inch.
Her pink bra was pushed up to her chin by his rough movements. Her body was in great pain as he kneaded her. She gritted her teeth and tried her best not to make a sound. He rudely tore off all the clothes on her body and threw them under the bed like rags. He penetrated her without any foreplay.
"Ah …"
She clenched the sheets under her body. In the end, she couldn't bear the tearing pain. She let out a painful moan as he became more and more pleasurable.
"Ye Huanyan, other than me, no one can satisfy you. You didn't lose out." Ling Han controlled her body, but he still didn't forget to humiliate her with words.
Amidst the never-ending wave after wave of attacks, she actually slowly felt a little bit of enjoyment. The painful moans gradually changed, and the sound of ecstasy fell into Ling Han's ears, becoming more and more ear-piercing.
His expression darkened, and his lower body suddenly stopped moving. He coldly looked at the blushing woman with dazed eyes. Suddenly, a wicked thought flashed through his mind, and he slowed down his movements again. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Did you enjoy it?"
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