Chapter 9
Slap, slap, slap—
Lu Qingyan wrapped his large hand around her slender waist, sliding it down to her soft buttocks. He gripped her flesh tightly, kneading and playing with it.
“Mmm… You… you’re shameless!”
Shen Yue gritted her teeth, trying not to moan, but her breath came in ragged gasps. As the man’s assault intensified, she could no longer suppress her moans.
“Hah.”
Lu Qingyan chuckled. “To have Master, being shameless is a small price to pay. Even if I become the most wicked of men, I will not fear.”
With that, he accelerated his thrusts to a speed almost imperceptible to the naked eye.
Slap, slap, slap—
Slap, slap, slap—
The man’s thrusts grew faster, and the woman’s wet passage began to make squelching sounds.
“Ah, ah, ah! You… No, you can’t…!” Shen Yue, barely conscious, shook her body, trying to escape. “Too… too fast… I… I’ll die… I’ll be fucked to death… No… Ah… Stop…”
“Pull out! Ah… I don’t want this! Qingyan… Ah… Pull out… It’s too deep… Please… Pull out… I don’t want this…”
Shen Yue panted heavily, her moans escaping from her tightly clenched red lips.
Her cool, elegant face flushed a deep red under the man’s ministrations.
Shen Yue weakly struggled, her body overwhelmed by pleasure.
Her current appearance was etched vividly in Lu Qingyan’s mind.
Lu Qingyan gazed at her misty eyes, this scene engraved in his heart.
To him, the flush on Shen Yue’s face, more vivid than any rouge, was proof of her love for him.
Thinking of this, Lu Qingyan thrust even faster and deeper.
Slap, slap, slap—
Squelch, squelch—
The thick, long shaft moved in and out of her red entrance, which opened and closed like a flower with each movement.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah! I can’t… I can’t hold it anymore! Qingyan! Stop…” Shen Yue’s lower abdomen ached with urgency, the pleasure from being penetrated gradually replaced by the need to urinate.
“What can’t Master hold in?”
Lu Qingyan continued to thrust while taking her erect nipple into his mouth, his warm tongue flicking over the hardened bud. Seeing her face filled with both pleasure and discomfort, he occasionally nipped at her reddened nipple with his teeth.
“If Master tells me, I might grant your wish.”
His voice was clear and gentle, filled with temptation.
Shen Yue’s willpower had already been weakened by the burning shaft inside her. “I… I need to use the restroom…”
Lu Qingyan slowed his thrusts but intensified the force, deliberately pulling out and then driving deep into her passage.
“What does Master mean?” Lu Qingyan chuckled. “Your disciple is slow-witted. Could you please explain more simply?”
Shen Yue was sweating profusely, barely able to hold it in, her bladder urgency almost overwhelming her senses. “I… Let me go… go pee… pee…”
Shen Yue forced out the words, her face flushing with embarrassment.
“Hah.”
Lu Qingyan chuckled, placing his slender hand on her lower abdomen. He gently pressed her flat stomach, sliding his fingers down, intentionally grazing her swollen clitoris.
“Ah!”
Shen Yue screamed, her body trembling uncontrollably. A stream of liquid spurted from her already wet entrance.
“No, no! Don’t!” Shen Yue’s eyes widened in disbelief, her face filled with despair. “No, please…!” Her voice was tinged with desperation.