"Ranran, do you know what happens to a man if he’s held back for too long?" he asked urgently as he stripped off his clothes.
"What happens?" Mo Ran asked, though he already knew the answer.
After removing his shirt, Gu Yixuan kissed her lips fiercely, his hands roaming over her body, swiftly removing her clothes.
Soon, they were both laid bare.
After kissing her deeply for a long time, when Mo Ran was almost suffocating, he released her lips and planted kisses down her neck, leaving a trail of ambiguous marks.
Passionately caressing her sensitive areas, Mo Ran found it hard to restrain herself, arching to match his powerful rhythm.
Once enough foreplay had been performed, he parted her legs and entered her deeply.
"Mmm—" Biting the pillow, Mo Ran emitted a soft moan.
"Ranran, you’ll have to bear with me a bit, as I might not be able to control myself," Gu Yixuan said, sweating profusely as he propped her legs on his shoulders, his gaze burning into her.
Mo Ran didn’t respond, simply resigning herself as she closed her eyes. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novęlfire.net
Gu Yixuan proved his craving for her through his actions.
His strong body created wave after wave of intense □□ on hers, the pace quickening uncontrollably.
"Squeak—squeak—" The sturdy bed kept making noises as if it was about to collapse at any moment.
His ferocity scared her, and Mo Ran couldn’t help but scream, "Slower!"
"Maybe on the third time," he replied.
"..." Mo Ran’s eyes widened in shock.
My goodness, how many times does he intend to go?
Is this the consequence of holding back for too long? Next time, no matter what happens, she would never punish him by making him sleep in the study again.
Mo Ran silently swore to herself.
"It seems I’m not being diligent enough if you can still think about other things," Gu Yixuan noted her distraction and chuckled mischievously.
Picking up the pace, he thrust into her deepest point with each move.
It didn’t take long for Mo Ran to become overwhelmed, her mind turning into mush.
"Ranran, say you love me," Gu Yixuan didn’t let her off, wanting to coax sweet nothings from her.
Mo Ran’s mind cleared a bit, "No... Gao Zhenzhen calls you Xuan... I don’t want to call you that..."
"Alright, call me whatever you like... Ranran, say my name, tell me you love me..."