Do it!

With just one word, Ji Sang felt a strange tightening sensation in her lower abdomen, and a warm liquid unexpectedly flowed out, wetting her underwear…

Her body was unusually sensitive, unlike her usual self.

Before she could react, she was forcefully pulled into the embrace of a man.

His body temperature was high, like a source of heat. It transmitted through the fabric of his shirt to Ji Sang’s slender back, causing a tingling sensation along her spine. He provocatively thrust his hips forward, and Ji Sang froze, feeling a hard object pressing against her lower back.

“Uh…”

Ji Sang had her back turned to the man, her shoulders huddled. She had no idea what the man was going to do. Her heart pounded in her chest, and she suddenly realized that she had lost control of what was about to happen. The man rested his head in the hollow of her shoulder, and his scorching breath blew next to her ear. Nervously, she asked, “What… What are you going to do?”

Before she could finish her question, the man’s knuckles touched a protruding bone on the back of her neck, gently caressing it. His voice was hoarse as he murmured a reply, inexplicably laced with a sense of danger.

“…What am I going to do?”

“Do you!”

He said it as if it were a matter of course.

Ji Sang’s breath caught in her chest. She had experienced warmth and intimacy before, but never had her mind been filled with such intense heat by a man embracing her from behind. Her entire skin began to tingle and flush with excitement.

The sensation rushed to her scalp.

She stammered, and when she spoke, her voice unconsciously took on a tone of embarrassment: “Not here.”

Before she could finish her sentence, the man’s lips closed around the protruding bone, kissing, sucking, and making loud sucking sounds. Ji Sang’s entire spine tingled.

“Ah… Please don’t.”

“…Come to my place.” The man released his lips and, holding her hand, led her out of the bathroom and into the elevator.

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The night was rendered even more enchanting by the dazzling neon lights, and the sleek black car raced through the streets with swift and steady movements. The speed was fast, yet controlled. It was as if the owner of the car had complete mastery, making it impossible to discern his current mood.

Ji Sang opened some windows, letting the cool breeze blow against her face, which helped clear her head a bit.

She never expected herself to be so bold, daring enough to get into the car of a stranger she had only seen once… Well, to be precise, a man whose name she knew. And under his suggestion, she even went to his house. Thinking about what he had whispered in her ear just moments ago, her pretty face flushed uncontrollably.

He said, “I’m Wen Jian, and you?”

Ji Sang, feeling a bit dizzy, replied, “Ji Sang.”

He murmured her name, not “Ji Sang,” but “Sang Sang…”

When he uttered her name, there was an indistinct affection in his voice, something that tugged at Ji Sang’s heart, causing it to ache.

“Come to my place,” he said.

“…Ah?”

“Do you have condom at your place?”

“Of course not.”

With one hand in his pocket, his pupils pitch-black, the light shining from above, Ji Sang saw that his dark eyes were filled with one person—her.

He nodded and said, “Hmm, then let’s go to my place.”

Ji Sang: “…”

Ah!

The situation had completely spiraled out of control.

Ji Sang couldn’t even explain her own feelings at this moment. Before she could comprehend it, the car had already glided into an underground parking lot. Wen Jian parked the car and came over to the passenger seat, opening the door…

___

The elevator was moving slowly.

Ji Sang felt Wen Jian’s index finger tapping against her palm, each tap at a fixed rhythm that made her heart feel like it was about to burst out of her throat…

Finally, the elevator doors opened.

In the next moment, the man forcefully pulled her into the elevator.

“Uh…”

Only now did Ji Sang start to panic.

With such force, could she have encountered a maniac?

Before she could think further, a torrent of dense kisses rained down upon her. The man kissed her red lips roughly, biting and sucking, effortlessly slipping his tongue past her lips, capturing her tongue and sucking on it. Ji Sang’s tongue felt sore and numb, and a whimpering sound escaped from her throat. This whimpering sound, resembling a cry, instantly heightened Wen Jian’s desire. The kisses became more intense, and his hands, gripping her waist, kneaded and rubbed her lower back. The scorching heat of his palms gradually transferred to Ji Sang’s skin. Her legs weakened, and she could barely stand, her entire body melting softly into his embrace.

The elevator quickly reached the desired floor.

Ji Sang was grateful that it was late at night, and there was no one else in the elevator.

As the elevator doors opened, the man continued to kiss her while holding her, unlocking the door with his fingerprint. As the door closed behind them, Ji Sang’s back collided with it, and their sticky kiss came to an end.

Wen Jian was panting heavily, his gaze deeply fixed on the woman. Their kisses had been too passionate, and when they separated, strands of saliva stretched between their mouths…

“What kind of drink did you have just now?”

“A lychee cocktail.”

“No wonder…” He murmured, “It’s so sweet.”

Wen Jian’s handsome face descended once again, covering her small mouth, licking and kissing everything within her oral cavity. He no longer confined himself to just kissing; his fiery palm slipped inside her clothes, fingers immediately enveloping her voluptuous breasts. Ji Sang trembled sensitively, and Wen Jian applied a bit of pressure, kneading and fondling forcefully. Ji Sang winced in pain, tightly shut eyes suddenly opened, and she found herself face-to-face with the man’s captivating face. The soft moans that escaped her throat were accompanied by seductive gasps.

“Uh…uh…”

Listening to her gasps, Wen Jian’s lower region throbbed with pain. He reached out and removed the black tight-fitting base layer from her body, revealing a black lace bra underneath.

Her breasts were large, and she usually opted for thin bras.

Her fair and translucent skin was accentuated by the black lingerie. Wen Jian couldn’t help but lower his head and take a bite on the exposed flesh of her breasts, then he released his mouth with a “pop” sound and proceeded to lick her nipple through the fabric of the bra.

Ji Sang’s body heated up from the licking, and she felt an uncomfortable sensation deep within her, to the extent that it made her inexplicably want to cry. She wanted to move back, pressing her back tightly against the door, her legs trembling and unable to hold back the moisture trickling out.

She tilted her head back, exposing her slender neck, and gasped for air as if lacking oxygen. Her helpless hands clung to his shoulders, “Mmm… Ah, Wen Jian… Stop licking.”

The fabric was already wet from the licking, and she felt a cool sensation. Her nipples became overly sensitive.

“Sang Sang…”

Wen Jian raised his face, and his long fingers swiftly undid her shirt. The buttons were a bit tight, so he roughly tore them open, the buttons falling to the floor with a heavy thud.

Through her haze, Ji sang Sang caught sight of his bare upper body. His muscles were well-defined and powerful, with perfect lines extending down from his chest and abdomen, forming a V-shape. His fingertip rested on his trousers, and with a gentle flick of the belt, it loosened…

Unconsciously, Ji sang Sang swallowed her saliva. The next moment, she met the man’s deep gaze. Her face turned bright red, and a throaty sound mixed with desire escaped from the man. He lifted her up with both hands and swiftly entered the room.

The room spun around, and Ji sang Sang was thrown onto the soft bed, with the man’s hard body pressing down on her…

“Can… can I change my mind?”

Ji Sang, in a moment of desperation, gasped and shouted.

Wen Jian supported himself with both arms on either side of Ji Sang. “Change your mind?” He lowered his head, biting on one of her breasts, his chin gently rubbing against it, causing the cup of the bra to shift. His thin lips moved downward, and he bit down on one of her nipples, sucking forcefully, creating a loud and crisp sound of swallowing, even louder and clearer than the unintentional sound she had made earlier. His other hand reached into her bra, firmly kneading the incredibly soft breast, causing Ji Sang’s back to tremble with pleasure.

“Mmm… Ah…”

As his hand massaged her breast, it slid down to her waistband. She visibly tried to evade him, but couldn’t stop his long fingers from intruding. With one touch, his fingers reached her inner thighs, lightly hooking them, finding them wet.

He released the nipple from his mouth, his desire-filled eyes fixated on her, “…So wet.”

“Are you… sure you want to change your mind?” Wen Jian’s tone revealed no emotion.

Ji Sang’s mind was a complete mess. Her face was burning, her ears turning red, and she turned her head to the side, covering herself with the blanket, unable to speak.

When Ji Sang turned her face to the side, she didn’t see the hint of darkness that flickered in Wen Jian’s black eyes. His fingers, gripping her breast, suddenly exerted force, licking and sucking on it vigorously. Her skin was very fair, and soon there were marks left behind. Ji Sang felt a mixture of pain and pleasure and couldn’t help but cover her mouth and cry out, “Slow down…”

While she was lost in the kiss, her pants were taken off, leaving a cool sensation below. As she opened her eyes and looked down, she saw the man straightening his body, pulling down his underwear, and a long and large object sprang out.

That thing was thick and big, with the glans oozing with fluids, and the man held his member, sliding it back and forth in the area between her legs. Several times, it seemed to unintentionally grind against the swollen flesh, instantly causing an extremely ticklish sensation. The pleasure surged through her body like an electric current. Her small hands had nowhere to grab, so she tightly clenched the bedsheet beneath her, her throat filled with moans that sounded like cries, and her whole body trembled along with it.

“Mmm… Ah… Ah…”

Wen Jian’s breath was heavy and deep, his eyes fixed directly on her lower region. Her lower region was smooth like a shelled egg, her delicate flower lips were rosy, and the small entrance continuously released moisture. He gripped his member, aligning the glans with that protrusion, teasing and kneading it. In no time, the entrance sprayed a stream of lustful fluid.

Taking advantage of that wave of moisture, Wen Jian pressed his glans and pushed it inside.

Ji Sang was still in the midst of climax, but the foreign object that entered her made her legs instinctively clamp down in pain. She frowned and let out a sharp scream, “Ah… It hurts.”

Wen Jian immediately froze, his partially inserted member swiftly retreating, his voice filled with frustration.

“Your first time?”

Ji Sang blushed with embarrassment, her face flushed. Tears streamed down her face from the pain of the previous moment. She avoided looking at him and remained silent for a while.

“Yes.”

When the arrow is on the string, one must endure the pain.

However, compared to before, Wen Jian’s actions were much gentler. His heart felt like fireworks were set off inside, completely unexpected that Ji Sang was still a virgin.

He lowered his body, covering her completely with his chest. His lips and tongue gently kissed and licked her, while his palm caressed her breasts, giving her extreme comfort. His member pressed against her entrance, thrusting in and out at the shallowest part of her passage, striving for Ji Sang to adapt to his size.

Ji Sang’s nerves gradually relaxed, and that toe-curling sensation deep within her body washed over her again. Pleasurable moans escaped her throat as she slowly immersed herself in the web of passion woven by the man.

Wen Jian had restrained himself to the utmost limit. His body was tense, with veins bulging on his forehead. Sweat trickled down his cheeks, dripping onto his firm chest. When he heard her moans change in tone, he thrust his hips with force, fiercely plunging into her tight and utmost depths.

“Ah… It hurts! Ah… No, don’t… Please go out…”

The sensation of tearing pain suddenly overwhelmed Ji Sang. She sobbed, shaking her head. As her body felt the pain, her lower region unconsciously tightened.

It was hot and tight inside, with layers of velvety flesh tightly gripping the shaft. Wen Jian almost ended up like in his past life, on the verge of immediate release from the constriction…

He kissed her lips, cupping her face and wiping away her tears. Their wet kisses were passionate and intense. His lower body remained still inside her, gently saying, “Good… Don’t cry. It hurts for the first time, but it will get better soon.”

He murmured while kissing, his big hand finding her small hand. His fingers intertwined with hers, while his other hand kneaded her breast. The kisses traveled from her lips to her earlobes, her neck, leaving a trail of wetness…

Only when he heard her throat emit inexpressible moans did he slowly begin to move his body…

Fuck!

If he didn’t move soon, he would lose control.