Enson’s actions brought Ling Momo to the pinnacle of her senses. Excited yet agonizing, she closed her eyes, bit her lip, and tried her best to suppress the sounds that threatened to spill out, her entire body trembling uncontrollably.
Feeling the girl’s tremors, Enson became even more intense. It wasn’t until she finally let out a subdued moan that his fingers quickened their pace. Then the low, shallow sounds that drove him mad grew more rapid and suggestive.
He lifted his head and kissed her lips, his fingers still moving. Soon, the stimulation brought Momo to a powerful climax.
She convulsed in his arms.
His gaze grew darker and deeper as he picked her up, turned around, and stepped towards the large bed. He laid her down and, like a stack of falling dominoes, he pressed himself on top of her. He hurriedly peeled off her pants and then hastily tore off his own clothes. As his scorching heat met her softness, he too couldn’t help but let out a deep sigh.
Not having done this for so long, he struggled to find the entrance. He extended his hand to search for a while, then positioned himself at her entrance, lifted her legs, and looked down at her face in the dark. Slowly, he lowered his body and entered her bit by bit. All he could feel was her soft warmth, her sweet tightness, making him yearn to thrust himself to the deepest part of her in an instant.
But he was afraid of hurting her, so he proceeded gradually.
Ling Momo felt Enson’s heat swelling inside her, uncomfortable and even painful. His movements were so slow that she couldn’t anticipate what was to come. Frowning, she couldn’t help but move her body. With her slight movement, the man could bear it no longer and thrust deeply into her core.
Ling Momo let out a low scream as the man’s frantic strokes left her breathless.
She raised her hand to grasp his shoulder, seeking some support. Her little hand couldn’t muster the strength, her grip more like a caress.
His heartbeat accelerated. His eyes turned bloodshot as he suddenly lifted one of her legs, wrapping it around his waist, deepening their union even further.
Ling Momo closed her eyes. Towards the end, she became like a doll without a will of its own, letting him maneuver her into different positions, relishing the pleasure from every angle.
Exhausted and breathless, Ling Momo longed for it all to end. But Enson remained vigorous, forcing her to endure, silently hoping in her heart that he would finish soon.
However, it was as if Enson had an endless supply of energy. After finishing, he barely rested for a few minutes before pulling her to start again.
It was unclear how much time had passed. As Enson neared the end, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her deeply. His movements were rapid, the fierce impacts sending Ling Momo into a momentary daze. She lifted her hand, instinctively hooking around his neck, then felt his hot sweat drops fall from his forehead onto her face. Chapters first released on novel✶fire.net