Arc 2 – Gege, Don’t Stop – Chapter 4

He had seen this sight before, in a simultaneously hazy yet detailed dream. In his dreams, the most luscious fresh flower of June was blooming right beneath his fingertips. His fingers pierced through the quivering flower petals, and were soon enveloped by a strong suction. The layers of flesh clamping down, and the suction’s pull, all caused his crotch to swell and spurt milky-white semen. Yet every time he reached this moment, amidst the shivers that travelled up his spine, he would see a face even more delicate than the flower, smiling faintly at him.

T/N: “smiling faintly at him”

And now, this face seemed to have walked straight out of his dreams. She lay beneath him, daintily panting with teardrops staining the corners of her eyes and hanging off of her long lashes.

It got to his head, and he suddenly pinned her down with the full weight of his body, gently kissing the trembling teardrops with his lips.

This kiss was too mesmerising, when Yu Xiaoyu opened her eyes, she immediately locked onto the eyes of the man on top of her, which were pools of water as deep as the sea. The desire and longing in these eyes were like waves cresting the sea, one after the other they crashed over the final line of defense that Yu Xiaoyu had erected in her heart.

She knew that all the tenderness in His Highness Prince An’s eyes, all the warmth from his fingertips, was all for another woman, and that woman was not her, but Ning’er. Furthermore, she knew fully well that a large part of her unexplainable fondness was for Ye Zhiyang, the man who had died for her.

All the feelings of love and affection in this bed, all the longing and desire, all of it was fake.

“It’s going to hurt a bit.”

The man’s kiss moved downwards and finally landed on her neck, sucking out a small red mark.

There are those that can be touched and those who cannot, this was a principle he had always understood well.

And it was also because of this principle, that he had never dared to touch Ning’er before this.

No matter how many times he had taken whatever he wanted from Ning’er in his dreams, how reckless he had been inside her, taking his beloved to the pinnacle of lust again and again, he had awakened from his dreams when the gurgling cum spurted out of him and he knew that he could not.

But in this one moment, all the shackles he had once set for himself, the layers of warnings, suddenly all went out of control at this moment, his mind went blank, his heart had only one purpose, and that was to get her, to possess her, to leave his mark on her body, to make her cry, to make her hurt, to make it impossible for her to ever forget himself in this lifetime.

This primal urge made his body ache as if there was a fire raging beneath his body. He fought the urge to plunge into the delicate flower core with one full stroke, and instead little by little, began to clear the way for his huge rod with his fingers.

Yu Xiaoyu felt something thick and long begin to pierce into her body, and she suddenly shivered, “Ah ……”

This body seemed more sensitive than the previous one, and more fragile, what had entered was merely a tiny finger but she already felt a sense of painful fullness in her lower body.

Her hands gripped the sheets of the mattress tightly, biting her vermilion lips lightly with her teeth and closed her eyes in a bid to adjust to the vague discomfort in her lower body.

The soft, boneless body tensed abruptly at that moment, and he knew he had been too rough. He withdrew his finger from the tiny, quivering pussy, bringing out a silvery thread of crystalline juice that seeped from the tiny cavern and dotted the red slit like a dewdrop on a delicate June flower.

A warm, soft object soon penetrated her tight pussy and her body tensed again. She instinctively clamped her legs, only to find the man had already lowered his head over the embarrassing body part, and was currently using his nimble, fiery-hot tongue to flick and tease the parts hidden in the sensitive flower hole.

“Ah, don’t, don’t ……” The intense pleasure beneath her made Yu Xiaoyu’s whole body involuntarily lean back, her leg muscles tightened and her toes straightened as they twitched in mid-air.

She wanted to refuse, but that tiny ounce of shame was inconsequential in front of this immense pleasure, rendering her quite helpless. She could only wriggle and rock her hips, squealing and moaning like a willow leaf buffeted about by numerous waves in a sea of lust.

Yet, in the man’s ears, her tender whimpers were the best aphrodisiac, encouraging him to lick more intensely, flicking his tongue repeatedly at the dainty little pearl hidden inside the flower hole.

His hand had also joined the party, first it was one finger, slowly inserting itself into the flower hole and feeling around inside. Then came a second finger, both thrusting up together, and when it felt like two fingers together was more than enough, a third finger followed inside.

Three fingers joined together to form a huge iron pillar, rampaging through her soft, wet pussy, each thrust reached the end of her pussy, the walls squeezing and trying to gulp down the fingers. Suddenly, Yu Xiaoyu felt a blackness before her eyes, a flash of light down her spine, she threw back her head and gasped shrilly as a tidal wave of water gushed out of her pussy. “Ah …… ah ……”

When the tidal wave of the orgasm finally subsided, Yu Xiaoyu lay flat on the bed, gasping for air as if she were drowning. At that moment, something even hotter and harder than before seemed to have found its way to them, and was pressed against the outside of her pussy that was still secreting liquid.

“Don’t move.” The man said.

The man rolled Yu Xiaoyu over so that her bare back was facing him, and both his hands held apart a white, soft buttock cheek in each hand. Then, he used an pinch of his strength, and forced the buttock cheeks apart. There, hidden behind it all, there was a pinkish dainty little flower hole, adorned with beads of water.

~End of Chapter~