Chapter 3: Dying Blissfully in Her Gentle Embrace
Lin Zimo keeps swallowing hard, and in the next second, Liu Yan slightly hikes up her short skirt, drawing the tantalizing sight beneath even closer.
He slowly squats down, dying for a peek under her skirt, but just as he glimpses that enchanting purple hue, Liu Yan clamps her thighs shut in an instant. Then she gazes at him with a playful smile, her beautiful eyes curving into crescent moons.
"You... enjoyed the view enough? If I hadn't said a word, would you have just knelt there under my crotch, shoving your head up my skirt?"
Liu Yan feigns anger, lifting her little foot to kick his chest over and over.
"Liu Yan-jie, what can I do... you're too damn alluring. You were teasing me on purpose earlier, and now my cock's rock-hard... it's killing me..."
Lin Zimo stares at the woman pretending to be mad, captivated by her irresistible charm and seduction—temptations that defy her age radiating from every inch of her.
His mouth goes dry, heart thundering in his chest.
"Such a sweet talker... little brother..."
Liu Yan's heart flutters at his words—she won't admit how pleased she is—but she shoots him a shy glance and pouts coquettishly. "Then... what are you waiting for? The beauty's right here in front of you. How long are you gonna make me wait before you devour me? I'm so delicious; you can't just leave me hanging like this... right, little brother?"
His lust surges wildly at her words. Lin Zimo lunges forward, scooping her into a bear hug, burying his face in her feminine scent.
That aroma intoxicates him, drowning his senses, igniting an urge to ravage her, to shatter her completely.
And those impossibly bouncy, plump, tender breasts press against his chest in the embrace, rubbing up and down against Lin Zimo, methodically grinding away his resolve, crumbling his defenses.
Hot blood rushes through him at the feel of those juicy tits. One sensation dominates: soft.
If there's another, it's smooth—silkily smooth.
Paired with that dizzying fragrance, he nearly loses it, a nosebleed threatening.
"Liu Yan-jie, ah... so soft, so fragrant. Mmm, these tits are silky too. Fuck, too good. Damn... I really wanna die right here in your arms, perish in this sea of tenderness..."
Lin Zimo inhales her scent obsessively, his chest rising and falling in sync with the teasing rub of her breasts. Waves of soul-melting pleasure ripple from his chest through his body, drawing ecstatic groans from his lips.
His sniffing drives Liu Yan's cheeks pink, her jade hands lightly thumping his back as she whines, "You're so naughty, ah... little brother, so naughty. Oh, sniffing me like that... ah, it's like I'm your prey and you're the big bad wolf... Gonna sniff your fill and then devour me? Eat me clean, leave nothing behind...?"
"Liu Yan-jie, I... I really wanna eat you, devour you whole. You're too sexy... too fragrant. How can a woman be this irresistible? I can't take it... Fuck!"
Gazing at her coquettish face, Lin Zimo's eyes blaze with raw lust and primal hunger. His Adam's apple bobs as saliva floods his throat, his massive cock throbbing harder.
"Oh, mmm, so big... My god, rock-hard already. You're... so sensitive. Just my scent and a little tit-rub, and you're losing it..."
Liu Yan eyes the bulging tent in his pants, a mix of shyness and delight blooming inside her. "So... what next? Soft jade warm in your arms—gonna pin me on your table, trash the place, then yank my hair and fuck me doggy-style, pounding my slutty pussy like mad...?"
As Lin Zimo presses closer, heat floods her face and body, a seductive flush painting her pale skin. He advances, claiming her territory.
Finally, she bumps against the table, cornered.
She gazes at him tenderly, slipping her fingers into her mouth and sucking them slowly, her charming eyes hazy with desire and sweet submission.
Stars sparkle in Liu Yan's eyes now. That compliant stare sends electric tingles racing down Lin Zimo's spine.
"Liu Yan-jie, you're gorgeous..."
Her seductive allure pulls him in. He steps close, wrapping her lithe, enchanting body tight, sucking her earlobe as he murmurs, "I love this about you—that gentle, seductive vibe, just like a horny young housewife in porn... That obedient, yielding aura's got my cock ready to burst. Fuck, Liu Yan-jie... Mmm, let me feast on you, eat you all up..."
A twenty-seven- or twenty-eight-year-old young wife?
Liu Yan smirks inwardly—she's well past thirty.
Her pussy's already weeping juices now, thighs clenching tight. That deep, wistful,Enchanting gaze fans Lin Zimo's flames higher.
With a firm lift, he settles her gently on his powerful thighs, left arm circling her slender waist, right hand savaging her slutty tits through the tight skirt, kneading furiously.
His mouth wastes no time, lavishing her swan-like neck with kisses and licks, leaving Liu Yan gasping and moaning lewdly.
"Ah, ah, little brother... so rough, mmm, ah, I love it, adore it—keep going... don't stop...!"
"Hiss, ah, fuck... your neck's scorching, body's on fire. Shit, you're in heat, huh, my little slut? That needy face—fuck!"
Her cheeks burn crimson, blood surging, eyes half-lidded, sweat beading on her dainty nose, her mouth spilling melodic moans.
"Liu Yan-jie, so beautiful... so adorable. Tonight, I'll fuck you senseless, fuck you dead, you little slut... Fuck."
This enchanting vixen writhes submissively in his arms, her body twisting, hot breath panting against him like an itch he can't scratch. Lin Zimo's tongue grazes her silky neck, then tugs down the top of her hip-hugging skirt.
"Ah, mmm... big bad boy, your hands won't behave. Ah, oh... rubbing my tits like that—so itchy, so tingly, feels insane, ah... haha...!"
Lin Zimo peels the skirt away slowly.
The purple lace bra cradling her tempting breasts comes into view. Liu Yan guides his hand with her own, letting it glide over her chest.
Shocks of pleasure drain her strength, leaving her melting into his embrace, surrendering to his big hands' teasing torment as her plump, tender tits bare themselves to his hungry gaze.