章節 12: Chapter 12: Bathroom Passion (3) [R-18]

After Li Shen's mouth hungrily devoured Lin Mei's and their tongues wrestling in a wild dance of desire, he finally let his lips part from hers.

Did he ever experience the primal pleasure of carnal union in either world?

On Earth, his life was cut short at the tender age of 20 in a devastating road accident. And in the Murim world, there was no time for such indulgences as the invasion of the Demon God consumed his every breath and thought.

The closest he ever came was a fleeting kiss with a fellow cultivator before embarking on a treacherous mission full of betrayal and despair, igniting a burning rage within him against the Demon God constellation.

Although he remained a virgin across both worlds, the moment his primal instincts took over, he felt like ravaging the plum body of Lin Mei. Right now, Li Shen's mind was a blur, consumed by the fiery desire coursing through him as he took in the sight of Lin Mei.

After a gentle twist and squeeze, he finally released his grip on her buttocks leaving behind visible gentle bruises of his grasp.

"Aah!!!"

A guttural moan of pure pleasure escapes her lips as she leans back, barely able to stand from the overwhelming waves of ecstasy coursing through her body.

While taking a look at the innocent face of Lin Mei, who had watery eyes from their violent yet passionate kiss, he slowly reached out and cupped her breasts, feeling their weight in his hands.

"Hmmm..."

Lin Mei moaned, feeling a mix of adrenaline and desire coursing through her veins. He loved the feeling of her soft, sensitive flesh in his hands, her breasts responding to his touch with a slight tremble.

He leaned down again to capture her lips with his, his tongue sweeping in to tease and explore her mouth as his thumbs brushed lightly over her already erect mountain peaks, coaxing them to harden even more.

She panted, her body arching into his touch as he teased her nipples. Her head fell back, exposing her neck, and she breathed heavily. The feeling was exquisite, and she couldn't help but moan softly.

Her fingers moved lower, teasing his abs before finally wrapping around his hard cock. She stroked him slowly, her hand sliding up and down his shaft. He groaned with pleasure, feeling the tension building in his body.

With each stroke, he felt himself getting closer to the edge, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. She expertly worked him with her hand, her movements precise and deliberate.

Lin Mei was no stranger to this kind of touch; as a mother, she must have had countless intimate moments with her husband before becoming pregnant.

For our protagonist, however, every sensation coursing through his body was new and exhilarating. From the gentle strokes that made him quiver to the pulsating veins beneath her touch, he felt every sensation with an intensity that only a virgin could experience.

The world around them melted away, and while she did stroke the boiling hard manhood, all she could herself focus on was the warmth of his touch and the tingling sensation that spread through her chest.

As he pinched a little harder, she let out a gasp, and then another small gasp as milk flowed from her breasts. A small stream of it landed on his wrist, the sight of which made both of them pause for a moment, surprised and unsure of what to do.

"Ah!" she exclaimed, her voice a mix of shock and embarrassment. "I'm so sorry, I didn't—"

But then, without hesitation, he brought his wrist to his mouth and licked the milk off. The sweet taste was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before, and it only served to heighten his arousal.

Her eyes widened even more, unable to comprehend his actions as her cheeks flushed a deep red.

"What are you doing?" she whispered, her voice trembling slightly.

"Tasting you," he replied simply, his voice low and husky. He looked back at her, his expression softening as he saw her embarrassment.

"It's okay," he murmured, pulling her closer to his aroused and heated body.

Before she could protest or even fully process what was happening, he leaned in and gently took one of her nipples into his mouth.

She gasped again, this time not from surprise but from the sudden surge of sensation. His tongue swirled around the sensitive tip, coaxing more milk to flow. She felt it pooling between them, warm and intimate, as he continued to suckle gently.

"You don't have to do this," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper as her hands wrapped around his head, gripping him lightly.

"I want to," he replied, his mouth still working on her breast.

"Let me take care of you."

These six words, although very simple, had a profound effect on her. Not only did it break through her defense regarding his abandonment, leaving herself to fend off like those painful five years, but also shattered any remaining barriers of embarrassment or shyness during the intimate act.

The heat of her skin seared into him, the softness of her breast pressing against his lips like a sweet ache. Her body moved in perfect rhythm with his sucking, her moans growing louder and more urgent as he teased her nipple with his tongue.

She tangled her fingers in his hair, pulling him closer until their bodies were fused in a primal dance. With each touch, they melted into one another, losing themselves in the raw intensity of their desire.

Li Shen's mouth was a furnace of desire, his lips burning with an insatiable hunger that had been awakened after centuries of slumber. He suckled on Lin Mei's breast with a fervor that was both primal and ravenous, his tongue swirling around her nipple like a raw beast.

"Aahh..."

Lin Mei's moans grew louder, her body writhing with pleasure as Li Shen's mouth continued to work its magic. She could feel the warmth of his breath against her skin, the wetness of his tongue as it danced across her areola.

She threaded her fingers through his hair, pulling him closer to her as if she wanted him to consume her completely.