[Urban] Wild Younger Brother's Domineering Love (Complete) - 7

07

Ye Qing pulled Ye Fan into his arms from behind, preventing her from moving an inch. He said fiercely, "Trying to escape? No way! Tell me, what are you angry about?"

Ignoring his question, Ye Fan struggled in his arms. She felt that every minute she stayed by his side was torture. Countless women had lain in his broad chest, and countless women had been kissed by his sensual lips. And she was just one of them, the one least likely to have a future with him.

Her heart ached unbearably, and her words became harsh and hurtful: "Take your dirty hands off me, don't touch me with them, disgusting!"

"'Dirty hands'? 'Disgusting'?" Ye Qing's eyes blazed with anger. He bit her snowy shoulder. Did he disgust her? Weren't other men disgusting too? Don't think he knew everything. Liu Lelin before was one thing, but now she's hooked up with Situ Jing! Humph! What a restless woman. He had to keep her by his side at all times to feel at ease.

If he didn't take action soon, she might really be snatched away one day!

"Ah—what are you doing! Let go of me!" Caught off guard by his bite, Ye Fan cried out in pain, and in her anger and anxiety, she blurted out, "Don't touch me with your mouth that's touched other women, it's filthy!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, both of them froze. After realizing what she had said, Ye Fan was filled with regret. She actually said it...

Feeling the person behind her trembling slightly, Ye Fan turned around in embarrassment, and was immediately dazzled by Ye Qing's radiant smile. She rarely saw Ye Qing smile so heartily. He was a cold person by nature, and with everything he had, there were even fewer things that could truly concern him. But now, right in front of her, he was actually smiling, such a satisfied and unguarded smile.

She felt deeply shaken, her mind blank for a moment. It wasn't because his smile was too handsome and dazzling, but because of the undisguised sincerity in it. After a long while, Ye Fan asked blankly, "What are you laughing at?"

Ye Qing buried his head in her shoulder, rubbing against her fragrant hair, his voice filled with undisguised pleasure: "Fan'er is jealous, hehe."

"I'm not!" she denied without thinking.

"Not? Then why do you care so much... I'm very happy," he whispered, bringing his lips close to her ear and giving her a light peck, "Fan'er, I'm still waiting for you to take my virginity..."

"Ah! You're lewd!" Stimulated by his shameless words, Ye Fan exclaimed in embarrassment, but a sweet feeling also welled up in her heart. But then she thought again and doubts arose. "Who would believe your nonsense... Besides, what does it have to do with me!"

Ye Qing wasn't annoyed. He turned her head and kissed her red lips, murmuring, "Shh... There's still important business to attend to. I'll let you check later..."

With her mouth sealed, Ye Fan couldn't speak. Her initial doubts had long since vanished with his lingering kiss. Now, her mind was a complete blank, and she had no time to think about anything else. She could only focus on responding to his passionate kiss.

He held her full lips, licking and sucking them as if trying to draw them into his mouth. His hands roamed over Ye Fan's curvaceous body, and his body pressed against her back, rubbing gently. Driven to distraction by his teasing, Ye Fan opened her lips, her delicate tongue tentatively touching his supple tongue before quickly withdrawing. This repeated itself until Ye Qing let out a low growl, forcefully capturing her tongue and drawing it into his burning mouth, sucking wantonly until her tongue went numb.

Ye Fan gave him a playful glare, her slightly swollen lips glistening with saliva.

"You seduced me," he said, turning Ye Fan around to press her against his chest, cupping her head in his hands, and lightly pecking her lips. "Open your mouth, Fan'er..."

Ye Fan obediently parted her lips slightly, and Ye Qing's lips covered hers again, his tongue immediately entering her mouth. Then came another passionate kiss. They cast aside all inhibitions, immersed in the fiery intertwining of their lips and tongues.

"Mmm... Qing..." Ye Fan's soft moan escaped between their tightly pressed lips, her tongue responding frantically to his. Ye Qing licked every corner of her mouth, even the back of her tongue. The tingling sensation made Ye Fan's legs go weak, so she reached out and tightly hooked her arms around his neck to support her weight.

Warm fluid seeped from her lower body. Her breasts pressed against Ye Qing's hot chest, throbbing uncomfortably, so she passionately twisted against his chest, letting their skin rub against each other, her nipples, engorged and erect with passion, brushing against his smooth, supple body, temporarily relieving the growing emptiness.

At this moment, their tongues were intertwined and teasing each other in the air, saliva that hadn't been swallowed overflowing from the corners of their mouths, flowing down their chins to their tightly pressed chests, then rubbing everywhere. Ye Fan half-opened her eyes, the lewd scene before her stimulating her desire. She couldn't help but reach out and slide her hands up and down Ye Qing's back.

With the long-desired male body before him, Ye Fan had long since abandoned all restraint, focusing intently on their fiery lovemaking. Her slender, soft hands moved from his neck to his broad shoulders, to his thick back, and then to his narrow waist, causing Ye Qing to gasp for breath. Just as he was about to grab her wandering hands, they slid down to his slightly upturned, powerful buttocks. Mimicking his previous movements, she moved her palms over them, then grasped and kneaded his buttocks.

"Oh, little vixen! You're setting me on fire..." Ye Qing let out a purely masculine, sensual moan, murmuring as he bit her chin.

"Mmm..." she tilted her chin back, making it easier for him to kiss her lightly, "Aren't you already on fire...? It's so hot here..." Ye Fan's left hand slipped between them, grabbing the throbbing, burning male member pressed against his lower abdomen, and he said playfully.

"Oh..." Ye Qing grabbed her hand, panting heavily. "Who taught you to be so passionate, hmm?"

Ye Fan's eyes, hazy with desire, were half-closed. She gave him a playful glance, then smiled seductively and said, "You don't like it?" She made a move to pull her hand away.

Ye Qing held her hand tightly, his eyes red with excitement, his hot breath spraying on her face: "My Fan'er, you're so passionate, it's really unexpected, but..."

"But what?" Under his guidance, Ye Fan used both hands to cup his long penis and began to stroke it up and down. Her eyes were filled with shy astonishment. She had seen it before, but never observed it so closely and without resistance. Now that his fiery male desire was throbbing in front of her, she realized how thick and long it was, that her two hands couldn't possibly cover it.

Ye Qing smiled wickedly: "But I like your wanton look." He then lifted her head with one hand and greedily sucked her red lips into his mouth again.

The night was still long; they had plenty of time to make love...

The bathroom was steamy, warm water gushing from the showerhead, dripping onto the floor.

Amidst the rising steam, a large mirror on the wall gleamed sharply. Reflected in the mirror were two naked, intertwined figures.

"Ugh..." Ye Fan's pale body leaned weakly against the wall, covered in white shower gel bubbles—Ye Qing's handiwork, of course.

Ye Qing's hands caressed every inch of her skin.

"Fan'er, you've grown here..." He cupped her breasts in his hands, a hint of pride in his expression. "Did I make them bigger? Hehe..."

Ye Fan lowered her head, gazing at her breasts, her long, flowing hair falling down, partially obscuring her face, making her look helpless and bewildered. Her hazy eyes reflected the man's erotic caresses, waves of pleasure surging through her breasts, and she couldn't help but let out soft moans: "Mmm... Ah..."

His hands had already moved downwards, brushing past her waistline and down her thighs to her alluring calves. He squatted down and began to meticulously wash her cute, delicate bare feet, making Ye Fan gasp for breath before moving his hands upwards again.

"Enjoy it to your heart's content. I'll give you an unforgettable experience, Fan'er..." Ye Qing whispered in her ear. Ye Fan looked up shyly and expectantly, her eyes filled with undisguised affection. His firm chin was right in front of her. Ye Fan opened her mouth and took it in, gently nibbling with her teeth and licking it with her tongue, mumbling, "Mmm... I want to give you an unforgettable experience too..."

Ye Qing hugged Ye Fan tightly, rubbing the soap off her body onto himself, and leaned down slightly to make it easier for her to lick. Her eyes were filled with excited anticipation: "Oh? How does Fan'er plan to make me unforgettable, hmm?"

"What do you want me to do? Uh..." Ye Fan tiptoed and whispered in his ear, but the next second, she was punished for her deliberate seduction—Ye Qing reached behind her and slipped his hand between her buttocks, directly covering her private parts.

"Hehe, little vixen, can I do anything?" Ye Qing stared intently at her, his hand covering her private parts began to knead her erect clitoris.

Although slightly embarrassed by his burning gaze, Ye Fan boldly met his eyes, suppressing the moan that was about to escape her lips, her tone laced with a hint of provocation: "Of course..."

"You seduced me first..." Ye Qing chuckled with pleasure, moving the showerhead closer to wash their bodies. He wasn't in a hurry to possess her immediately; for a lover he had finally obtained, slowly "savoring" her was more exciting and unforgettable than direct possession. A confident smile played on his lips, his pearly white teeth gleaming. He wasn't the kind of man who only knew how to enjoy himself.

He had actually fantasized about this moment countless times.

The main course was about to begin, and of course, he needed to prepare beforehand.

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"Mmm..." Through the half-open bathroom door, intermittent, muffled female moans drifted out, inexplicably sparking the imagination. Pushing open the door, all that could be seen in the bathtub was a woman's upper body, oh, and her snow-white legs occasionally lifted. Her

loose, shoulder-length hair was tangled messily at the back of her head, swaying with the movement of her head.

Even stranger was the soft moan escaping her lips: "Ah—Qing, ah ha..." Yes, the naked woman was calling a man's name, but where was the man?

"Oh—Fan'er...you smell so good...so sweet..." a muffled male voice rang out. Looking into the bathtub, a man was clearly visible between the woman's wide-open legs.

What a provocative scene! The man, naked and with a tanned, muscular body, lifted the woman's long legs with his strong arms, placing them on his broad, muscular shoulders. His handsome, aloof face was buried between her legs, his thick, dark hair lightly brushing against the inside of her delicate thighs.

Of course, the couple making love were Ye Fan and Ye Qing.

"Ugh... Ahh—Qing, harder..." Ye Fan raised his lower body to meet Ye Qing's passionate teasing, his already aroused and sensitive body aching with emptiness. She reached out a hand between Ye Qing's legs, grasping his erect penis, immediately trembling from the heat. It was so big, so long, so hard! The thought of this passionate thing entering her private parts filled her with both anxiety and anticipation. Still relying on her hands? How could she possibly enjoy that? Forum reputation guaranteed! This high-grade silicone video features a realistically molded vulva, modeled after Fan Bingbing's genitals. The shape is incredibly lifelike, with soft and delicate skin. Large internal bumps closely mimic female anatomy for a more realistic experience... The sensation is irresistible! Click to enter.

"Oh~" she teased in a husky, lustful voice, "Mmm... Qing—your thing is so thick and long—ahhh—"

Ye Qing's powerful tongue was teasing her sensitive, engorged clitoris. Hearing Ye Fan's wanton sounds, he smiled wickedly and thrust wildly into her dripping vulva. A sudden inhale drew a passionate gasp from her. He then slightly raised his head, his face glowing with the nectar of his lovemaking. He grasped her small hand, pressing it tightly against his throbbing penis. He moved his body between her legs, panting, "Oh... Fan'er, do you want it?"

Ye Fan raised her head, seductively flicking her tongue across his sharply defined chin. "Qing, I want you, give it to me—um..." Lovemaking is about mutual pleasure; she didn't want to enjoy it alone. It was time to give it to him. And deep down, she also yearned to become one with him. Nothing could be happier or more fulfilling than being with the one you love. She wanted him to possess her fiercely, she wanted him to belong to her, she wanted him to never forget her! With

this thought, Ye Fan moved her body, aligning her vaginal opening with his strong penis. Her thighs wrapped around his waist like vines, her lower body throbbing with desire, her vulva opening and closing, sucking at his lust.

"Hehe..." Amused by her thirsty appearance, Ye Qing chuckled softly, panting. He loved seeing her need him; unlike her usual coldness, Ye Fan, consumed by desire, was so passionate, so... lewd.

"Oh? Fan'er, so eager... What do you want me to give you, hmm? Tell me..." He bit her chin, his hands covering her buttocks, kneading them roughly, his penis rubbing against her lower body, bringing their genitals into closer contact. So seductive, tsk tsk, truly something to look forward to.

Grabbing his neck, Ye Fan bit his broad earlobe in a fit of pique, eliciting a low growl from Ye Qing before he exhaled with a laugh: "I want you inside me, with this..." Her legs parted slightly, her labia majora and minora allowing his penis to sink even deeper.

“Oh—you little slut, as you wish—” With that, Ye Qing, no longer willing to hold back, thrust his hips forward forcefully, causing both of them to involuntarily cry out.

“Ah—”

“Hmph—”

Ye Fan’s body tensed up from the tearing pain in her lower body, and she tried her best to contract her flower cave, as if trying to push out the huge foreign object inside her. But in fact, Ye Qing had only just inserted a little more than the head of his penis.

Ye Qing wasn’t feeling very good either. It was the first time his penis had entered a woman’s body, and the foreskin had been completely pulled back, causing him pain. In addition, Ye Fan’s narrow vagina had become even narrower due to the tense spasms, pressing hard on his penis, making it almost impossible for him to move forward.

“Oh—Fan’er, you’re too tight, I can’t get in, relax a little…” Ye Qing frowned because of the pain, but he didn’t intend to give up. He had finally managed to enter her body, and he wouldn’t back down. Moreover, while in pain, his penis also felt pleasure from the tightness, and he felt extremely satisfied.

Ye Fan gritted her teeth, trying to calm her breathing and relax her body. She reached out and smoothed his furrowed brows. "Qing... come in. I want you to belong to me completely."

Ye Qing trembled, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction at her words. His Fan'er had such a deep possessiveness towards him; Fan'er, who seemed indifferent to everything, cared so much about him... With

a joyful smile, Ye Qing leaned down and hugged her tightly, thrusting his hips forward, breaking through the barrier and reaching her core. His sensual lips captured hers, silencing her painful moans.

For the first time, the two finally united without any obstacles, becoming one...

"Ah... ah..." The woman's pleasurable moans accompanied the "slap slap" sounds of each flesh impact, revealing without even looking what was happening.

Ye Fan cried out, her long, white neck forming a beautiful curve. Her translucent skin, glistening with fragrant sweat, radiated an ambiguous, soft glow under the dim light. The initial pain of losing her virginity had long since vanished, replaced by the intense pleasure of skin-to-skin contact.

"Fan'er, you're so tight, it feels so good, oh..." Ye Qing's rapid, rhythmic movements caused Ye Fan to sway back and forth and side to side with the frenzied action. Her two full breasts, unable to keep up with her rapid movements, could only sway erratically in front of her chest due to inertia.

Each time, Ye Qing thrust forcefully to the deepest point, grinding and rotating, then withdrew his penis, leaving only the glans inside her vagina. Ye Fan was overwhelmed by his ministrations, gasping for breath, her moans becoming broken and trembling: "Ah... Qing... so deep, so fast... slow... slower..."

But Ye Qing, caught in the throes of passionate ecstasy, couldn't slow down. He lifted her legs onto his shoulders, a position that made it easier for him to manipulate her.

"Mmm—it has to be faster and deeper, otherwise how can I satisfy your wanton body? Oh... am I fucking you well, Fan'er..." His handsome face radiated a strong masculine aura amidst the passion. A tuft of sweat-dampened bangs fell across his forehead, obscuring his eyes, swaying from side to side with his thrusts, highlighting the gleaming eyes behind the bangs, making him appear even more mysterious and alluring.

Ye Fan found herself unable to tear her eyes away from him. Oh, what a bewitching enchantress! Seeing his frenzied state because of her, she felt incredibly satisfied. Hearing his lewd words only aroused her further; she truly was quite wanton!

"Ah, it hurts!" The pain in her chest made Ye Fan cry out in surprise. Coming back to her senses, she looked at Ye Qing, whose eyes were blazing with anger, wondering what she had done to displease him.

"My Fan'er, what are you thinking? Am I really that unexciting to you, huh? Weren't you just moaning lewdly? Or... am I not working hard enough to satisfy your wanton body?"

Without waiting for Ye Fan's reaction, he stood up on his own, while Ye Fan remained clinging to him. Ye Fan cried out in surprise and immediately clung to him tightly with her hands and feet to avoid falling to the ground.

"Oh—" Due to gravity, Ye Qing's hard, long penis penetrated even deeper into her lower body, and for a moment, both of them groaned with pleasure.

"Fan'er, are you enjoying it standing up?" Ye Qing said as she stepped out of the bathtub, her lower body thrusting upwards relentlessly, causing Ye Fan to bounce up and down repeatedly. Her two snow-white breasts bounced before his eyes, their bright red nipples occasionally brushing against his lips. Ye Qing lowered her head and took one nipple into her mouth, her hot breath spraying onto Ye Fan's chest. A wave of intense pleasure washed over her, and combined with the intense pleasure emanating from her lower body, she was practically going crazy.

"Ah—Qing...so good! Faster...harder!" She wrapped her arms tightly around Ye Qing's neck, burying his handsome, angular face between her breasts, her legs clamping around his strong waist as she pushed against him, causing her body to bounce up and down on its own. The honeyed fluid flowing from her lower body made a "sizzling" sound as she was fucked, the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh filling the air, making the two people, caught up in the throes of lovemaking, even more uncontrollable and unrestrained.

Ye Qing erotically kneaded her buttocks with one hand, while the other hand gripped her slender waist, helping her sway up and down. His mouth was also full of her breasts, tasting the left and then the right, making both breasts glisten with his saliva, looking particularly lewd and alluring.

The thrusting in his lower body didn't stop, moving up and down in sync with Ye Fan's movements. When they reached the mirror, he deliberately stopped, making them face sideways to the mirror, and mumbled, "Watch how I fuck you, you little slut! Oh! So good!"

"Ugh... umm... Qing, I... I can't take it anymore... You're fucking so fast, so deep..." Ye Fan half-closed his eyes and glanced at the mirror, suddenly feeling a surge of excitement. His lower body, which had already experienced multiple orgasms, contracted forcefully a few times, making Ye Qing thrust deeply again and again, bringing both of them to a state of blissful pleasure.

The woman in the mirror, her snow-white skin flushed an alluring pink under the influence of passion, her flawless body covered with kiss marks and finger marks of varying depths. Her firm, full breasts were being ravaged and swollen by the wicked man.

The man's eyes were lewdly fixed on the woman's eyes in the mirror. He deliberately extended his hot, red tongue, licking her now-bright nipples from bottom to top right in front of her, causing them to tremble precariously on her chest, even raising countless small bumps around the areolas. Seeing this, the man smiled wickedly, extending his long, supple tongue further, circling it over the deep pink areolas. Then, he opened his thin lips wide and took her entire nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. His cheeks concave into two wanton arches, pulling her tender nipple outwards, making the entire breast almost into a triangular cone shape.

A large amount of fluid flowed from their joined bodies during the thrusting, completely soaking their genitals and creating a large puddle on the floor. Ye Qing's thick, curly pubic hair stretched from below her navel to her genitals, a glossy black patch that was enough to make one blush and their heart race. Now, under Ye Qing's passionate movements, it rubbed against Ye Fan's pubic hair, the two strands sticky and blending together, indistinguishable from one another, wet with her own juices.

"Oh...you're so naughty...I want the other side too..." Ye Qing continued to suckle her right breast, making Ye Fan's left breast unbearably itchy. She couldn't help but rub it against his cheek, and when her nipple touched his straight nose, she let out another loud moan. Actually, she was still a little shy; the lewd scene in the mirror almost made her unable to look directly at herself. Ye Qing mischievously slowed his thrusting, allowing her to see more clearly the act of their genitals intercourse. Oh! How utterly wanton!

Ye Fan, usually calm and aloof, was surprisingly uninhibited in matters of the heart. Ye Qing felt incredibly fortunate; they were truly a perfect match!

"Mmm—Fan'er...look how thirsty you are! Tell me, who's fucking you now!"

"Haaha...it's you, Qing...ah...Qing, love me, love me hard—"

"Yes, it's me fucking you, you can only let me fuck you!" Ye Qing declared domineeringly.

"Mmm...I'm yours alone...only you can fuck me, oh, Qing, suck me!" Ye Fan lasciviously brought her left breast to his mouth, demanding.

"Oh! As you wish!" With that, he took her left breast into his mouth, his lower body rising and falling wildly, the sounds of fucking echoing incessantly. Ye Fan lowered her head and bit his broad shoulder to alleviate the unbearable surge of pleasure.

"Oh... Fan'er, have you seen enough? How about we go to bed..." Ye Qing asked, biting her ear.

Hearing his mischievous question about whether she'd seen enough, Ye Fan realized she'd been staring at their lewdly intertwined genitals in the mirror. Ugh... how embarrassing! On the other hand, there was an indescribable thrill. They'd already done it, so why be coy? That would only seem pretentious!

Thinking this, she turned her head, her forehead against his, breathing on his face, and teasingly licking her lips with her tender red tongue, a perfect smile curving her lips: "Mmm—Qing, you're so naughty... Ugh... Didn't you... didn't you see... Oh, watching makes it even more fun... Ahh—" The last words were drowned out by Ye Qing's frenzied movements.

He held Ye Fan tightly and quickly walked towards the bedroom, vigorously manipulating her as they went, leaving a glistening patch of their genital fluids in their wake.

"You little slut, you seduced me, now watch how I fuck you so hard you can't get out of bed!"

It seems that once the door to lust is opened, it can't be easily closed... They

had originally agreed to go to bed, but the two, bursting with passion, couldn't wait to have sex on the soft carpeted bedroom floor as soon as they left the bathroom.

After her climax, Ye Fan was completely limp, clinging to Ye Qing's strong, hot body. Ye Qing, still unsatisfied, had no intention of letting her rest. With his penis still inside her, he pulled Ye Fan down onto the bed.

"Ah—" The force of the fall caused his still-inserted member to reach deep into her flower, the intense pleasure causing Ye Fan to gasp involuntarily. She couldn't understand how Ye Qing could last so long during their first time making love. Was he just lying to her?! The sweet feeling from just moments before was now replaced by unease. After this, a nagging doubt crept into Ye Fan's mind. Indeed, how could such a wealthy and handsome man be twenty-four and still have no woman?

Although she shouldn't distrust him, what could she do? He always had so many scandalous affairs. He was always flirting with other women; anyone would be suspicious. Humph! Ignoring Ye Qing's passionate thrusting, Ye Fan, amidst the pleasure, felt mostly anger. She angrily pulled Ye Qing's head down and bit his ear hard—

"Ouch! It hurts... Fan'er..." Ye Qing looked pitifully at the angry woman, not understanding why she was suddenly taking her anger out on him, but he obediently let her bite, showing no sign of struggling.

Only after she had bitten enough did Ye Fan release her. Looking at the earlobe where blood was seeping, a fleeting pang of heartache flashed in her eyes, but it quickly disappeared, replaced by a jealous accusation.

"Tell me! Which women have you slept with!?" Her tone was full of doubt and jealousy.

Facing Ye Fan's suspicious gaze, Ye Qing's expression slowly turned serious. His deep eyes, still burning with desire, stared directly at her, but Ye Fan was determined not to trust him, not backing down even under such immense pressure.

"What! You actually glared at me!" Are you kidding me? Don't act like you've suffered a terrible injustice; she's the one who should feel wronged! Her man has slept with countless women, and she's still foolishly believing his lies! Look at her now, lying beneath him, being violated by this despicable man!

Thinking of this, she couldn't stay any longer. Like every woman blinded by jealousy, she fell into a state of zero-IQ self-delusion. Thoughts guide actions; driven by inner repulsion, Ye Fan, without thinking, reached for his penis at their point of contact and pulled it out.

Caught off guard, Ye Qing was pulled out a bit. In a moment of shock and anger, he shoved her hand away, thrusting his lower body forcefully, fully penetrating her vagina, followed by a frenzied, relentless thrusting.

This damned woman actually didn't believe him and even dared to try to escape him! He, Ye Qing, had waited for her until now, only to be met with her skepticism? He hadn't even taught her a lesson about Ye Fan's entanglements with other men!

"Ah—you, you let go... I... ah..." Under Ye Qing's forceful thrusts, Ye Fan couldn't speak coherently. In her anger, pleasure inevitably interfered, eventually leaving only helpless moans.

He pushed her legs wide open to her chest, exposing her entire vulva to the light. A strong sense of shame made Ye Fan's face flush red; she couldn't understand how the passionate atmosphere had changed so drastically in the blink of an eye. Looking up, she saw Ye Qing still silently working, his lower body making continuous "splashing" sounds. She could clearly see their union, how his purplish-red penis was withdrawing and then fully penetrating her. And she, who had been struggling just moments before, was now shamelessly responding to his attacks, her slightly swollen vulva leaking copious amounts of vaginal fluid, flowing down her pubic bone between her breasts.

"Ugh...ugh..." She wanted to tell him to stop, but only moans came out.

"Ugh...ahhh—" The penis inside her reached a special spot, and the intense stimulation caused Ye Fan to arch her back and reach orgasm in an instant. The intensely spasming vagina gripped Ye Qing's penis and contracted powerfully, bringing him to the peak of pleasure. He felt a tingling sensation spread from his spine throughout his body, knowing that he was about to come too, so he increased his speed, thrusting and pumping hard at that spot.

"Ahhh—so good, so great—ah—Qing—" Ye Fan, who was in the midst of orgasm, was constantly stimulated at the G-spot inside his vagina, and his whole body spasmed with pleasure. His hands, which were holding Ye Qing, left passionate finger marks on his back, and he was lost in the unprecedented orgasm.

"Mmm...I'm going to cum...Oh...I'll cum for you, all of it!"

"Ah...Cum for me, only for me...Ahhhhhh—" Just as she uttered those lewd words, she felt a powerful surge of heat wash over her, causing her body to convulse even more violently with pleasure.

"Ugh—it's all yours—Fan'er, it's always just you...Oh—" Ye Qing collapsed onto Ye Fan, his lower body still thrusting slightly to prolong the afterglow of his orgasm, his breath hot against her ear.

"Only you..." he murmured, his voice filled with undisguised affection and suppressed emotion.

Only her... Ye Fan slowly savored those words. The unconcealed pain in his words touched her soul, and a warm current slowly filled her still uneasy heart after the orgasm. Undeniably, Ye Qing was proud, but this proud and aloof man was now humbling himself, pleading in her ear to try and regain her trust. In an instant, tears welled up in her eyes.

He didn't question her doubts—how difficult this was for the usually domineering Ye Qing!

Skin to skin against his, feeling their heartbeats gradually synchronize, she nestled happily against his smooth, supple chest, tears finally falling from her eyes.

"Qing... I'm sorry, I believe you... You can only ever belong to me."

He trembled, but then lifted her head to face him, saying, "You can only ever belong to me, otherwise... I will destroy you!"

That was his domineering nature; if he couldn't have her, he would choose destruction, even if it meant he couldn't live without her. No one but him could give her happiness!

But in truth, he was also insecure, only expressing his fear through threats.

She understood him.

"Of course, besides you, who else can satisfy me..." Body and love. Her red lips covered his, biting his sensual thin lips, as if making a vow, leaving her mark.

"Oh, little vixen, hungry again, hmm? Don't be afraid... let your little brother satisfy you, I have all night to feed you... hehe..." The penis still inside him quickly swelled and hardened, growing stronger with each thrust...

It was a passionate night, the man and woman, tasting the forbidden fruit for the first time, tirelessly enjoying and loving each other...

Lately, the atmosphere in He Yu's place had been very strange. The repressed old maid seemed to have swallowed several bombs, always making a ruckus, even the usually composed Mr. Nice Guy couldn't help but mutter angrily to himself: She must be sexually frustrated, that's why she doesn't treat us like human beings when she vents...

And another thing... Mr. Nice Guy got excited again... ...

His greatest joy now was being on the same floor and in the same department as her, seeing her every day. That once delicate lily, for some unknown reason, had overnight become brimming with nectar, transforming into a bewitching night rose, exuding a deadly allure. The men in the company, like worker bees drawn to honey, constantly hovered around her, wishing they could simply take her home and... devour her...

Thinking of this, the gentleman blushed with embarrassment, glancing around to make sure no one had noticed his lewd smile. But the next second, his smile vanished. Who was that smiling man? Oh, his rose...

"Xiao Fan, another thirsty bee has arrived." The number of men pursuing Ye Fan has noticeably increased these past few days. Zhong Min, who initially reacted with gossip, is now used to it.

She looks at Ye Fan, who is smiling helplessly. It's still the same gentle smile, and even her clothes haven't changed much, but why does she seem different? She now looks like she's been thoroughly pampered by a man, radiating a sexy and languid charm from within. Even she, a genuine woman, feels a little embarrassed to exchange a glance with her, let alone the group of lecherous older men in the company!

"Miss Fan, may I have the honor of inviting you to dinner?" The man in front of her clearly has an annoying, irritating look, yet he insists on acting like a gentleman, which is quite comical.

But Ye Fan's face shows no impatience; she politely and gently declines his invitation.

After the man left, glancing back every few steps, Zhong Min finally blurted out the question she'd asked countless times over the past few days: "Xiao Fan, do you have a boyfriend? Who is he? Tell me..." She even resorted to her usual coquettish tactics, leaving Ye Fan speechless.

She always chose to remain silent on this question. Anyway, even if she denied it, Ye Fan wouldn't believe her, so she might as well say nothing. But speaking of boyfriends... well, she really missed Ye Qing. She'd almost finished her work, and looking at the time, only half an hour left. Sigh, without him around, every day felt like an eternity...

"Ye Fan, come here—" The old maid's deadly spell rang out again. Covering her startled ears, Zhong Min pouted. Here we go again. Menopausal women really are terrifying.

Ye Fan frowned almost imperceptibly, looking up at the woman radiating "murderous intent." Discretion was the better part of valor; it was best not to provoke her now.

"What can I do for you?" Ye Fan chuckled inwardly, realizing he'd momentarily forgotten her name. How could he be so forgetful?

The old spinster, her finely manicured eyebrows still furrowed, continued in a loud voice, "The general manager wants to see you! Stop dawdling and get to him! All you do is dress up all day. Don't think you can snag a rich husband just because you're slightly attractive. Without ability, who would even look at you? Come back! You're driving me crazy! What are you looking at?! All you do is slack off. If you don't work hard, you'll be fired..."

Her incessant chatter poured out like bubbles from a fish's mouth. Everyone sat up straight, feigning seriousness as they began to work.

In the quiet environment, only Ye Fan's fading footsteps could be heard, the "tap-tap" sound like the wheels of time, carrying her towards an unknown future...

Why... "Is this for real?"

The voice could be heard from the general manager's office from afar. Hearing the woman's tearful, pitiful words, Ye Fan stood awkwardly outside.

"Miss Ye, please wait a moment," Situ Jing's assistant said politely.

"Let her in," a pleasant male voice said, its tone unreadable.

Ye Fan hesitated, wondering whether to go in; the situation seemed a little awkward. But Situ Jing clearly didn't want her to have an easy time. His tone, which should have been impatient, was clearly amused: "Hurry up and come in, do you want me to hug you?"

Taking a deep breath and ignoring his dissatisfaction, Ye Fan pushed open the door. The first thing he saw was a woman's slender and beautiful back. Perhaps

provoked by Situ Jing's words, the woman's back trembled slightly, but she tried her best to remain calm, her back ramrod straight. Just this seemingly fragile yet stubborn back was enough to attract Ye Fan's attention. It seemed that this woman was very likely to have fallen in love with Situ Jing, which was why she had chosen to pursue him.

Situ Jing, on the other hand, sat leisurely in his large office chair, only revealing his languid upper body. His elegant and alluring face wore his usual captivating smile, but Ye Fan found this expression incredibly irritating. He couldn't help but want to deliver a sarcastic remark.

This man was hard to understand. The more he interacted with him, the more perplexing he became. Putting aside his sexy red lips, he actually possessed... He possessed a rather cold and aloof appearance. However, this inherent coldness, easily overlooked, was amplified by the unintentional smile of his full, beautiful red lips, more alluring than a woman's. For

a man to be excessively alluring is a sin, but for a man who could easily appear less so, yet deliberately chose to, was even more sinful. Ye Fan couldn't help but silently add, "Amitabha."

The woman remained stubbornly rooted to the spot, motionless, as if waiting for the man's salvation. A single word from him, even a lie, would make her laugh heartily.

But the man remained silent. Watching this bizarre scene, Ye Fan felt a strange pang of sympathy for the woman. She wasn't one to meddle, but looking at her, she seemed to see the unease and desolation deep within her heart, and she couldn't help but feel a touch of sadness herself.

"Hello," Ye Fan approached the woman, nodding slightly, then looked at Situ Jing questioningly, "General Manager, may I ask what brings you here?"

She had no intention of talking to her any further. In fact, she still wouldn't meddle in other people's business, and even if she felt sad for her, it would only be for a moment. "

What? Can't I talk to you if there's nothing wrong?" Situ Jing said lazily, leaning forward from the back of her chair, resting one hand on the table to support her cheek, and glancing at her sideways with a slanted eye.

The woman beside her froze instantly, turning her head to stare straight at Ye Fan, as if trying to see a hole through him. Only then did Ye Fan notice that she actually had a very beautiful face. Delicate features, a fair and petite face, she looked gentle and weak, but her clear black and white eyes revealed a determination and stubbornness that did not match her appearance.

Faced with her rude gaze, Ye Fan simply smiled slightly. The smile was serene, and he didn't seem uncomfortable at all.

The woman then came to her senses, realizing that her gaze had been too rude, and her face flushed. But then it turned pale.

"You are Ye Fan." "A very affirmative statement."

"Yes, hello." Extending her hand, the woman, though not entirely pleased, still gave her a symbolic handshake. Her hand was small and slender, with calluses on the palm. The movement seemed natural, but Ye Fan could easily feel the slight tremor in her hand.

"My name is Lin Min'er."

For a long while, none of the three spoke again. Finally, the woman sighed softly, as if a weary traveler had finally found a place to rest, or as if a heavy burden had been lifted, making her previously sorrowful sigh both relieved and relieved.

Situ Jing looked up at her profile, still uttering cruel words: "Min'er, know your place. Don't be so unreasonable anymore. Alright, go back now." The woman didn't leave immediately ;

she simply turned her head and gazed intently at him with her clear, bright eyes. Her gaze was so focused, as if Situ Jing were the only person in the world. For a couple of seconds, she even smiled very softly. Then she turned and resolutely left.

"I see..." Just before she stepped out of the office, the woman's faint voice drifted over.

Having been dragged into this for no reason, Ye Fan felt quite annoyed. Looking at the time, it was already past work hours, and she still had to go home to cook dinner. "You called me here just for this?" Of course, she didn't believe he would be so bored; she just hoped that this young master had something to resolve quickly.

Situ Jing, head down, was looking at documents. After a while, he seemed to hear her question, and without looking up, said, "Come home with me for dinner tonight. Grandpa wants to see you."

Ye Fan's heart skipped a beat as she realized they were still bound by a contract. But now that she was with Ye Qing, should she break the contract? Then she thought about the five million yuan termination fee... Oh well, she'd just have to take it one step at a time. She couldn't be so untrustworthy, could she? There were more pressing matters waiting for her.

By the time she left the Situ family home, it was already dark. Luckily, she could see a few bright stars outside the suburban villa, which instantly lifted Ye Fan's spirits.

The nerve-wracking dinner finally ended thanks to her silent prayers. Under Situ He's excessively warm hospitality, Ye Fan was thankful that her relationship with Situ Jing was only contractual.

She hadn't eaten much at all; in that strange atmosphere, she really didn't have much of an appetite. It seemed she'd have to eat something more when she got home.

Instead of letting Situ Jing take her home directly, Ye Fan took a taxi some distance from her destination.

Since their first night together, Ye Fan and Ye Qing had been living together in a sweet cohabitation.

Their parents hadn't returned home yet, but Ye Fan had already moved into Ye Qing's apartment.

Since giving himself completely to Ye Qing, he'd become addicted, constantly wanting to be with her. Whenever the mood struck, no matter where they were, they'd have sex, regardless of time or place.

The kitchen, the bathroom, the living room, the balcony… anywhere they could think of, they could do it several times, as if they were trying to reclaim all the pent-up desire from the past few years.

She shamelessly discovered that she also craved his possession, but she knew she had to be more discreet at home; it wouldn't be fun if they were discovered. Therefore, she agreed to move into his apartment without a second thought. Opening the

door, she was surprised that Ye Qing hadn't returned yet. Thinking about how Ye Qing had been leaving early and returning late these past few days, Ye Fan was very worried. Even if he was busy at work, he needed to take care of his health. And after not seeing her for so long, didn't he miss her?

Ye Fan, her face flushed, went to the kitchen to cook, planning to buy some ingredients tomorrow to make soup to nourish his body.

Since it was already late, she only made a few simple dishes. Then she stood by the window, lost in thought.

Ye Fan was both pleased and worried about Ye Qing's intense desire. She was worried because after his excessive demands, she would experience back pain. Although after a period of "training," it wasn't as unbearable, she was still afraid that continuing like this would damage their health. As for her pleasure… well… she was too embarrassed to say it out loud…

"Fan'er, what are you thinking about… your face is all red, hmm?" Ye Qing wrapped his arms around her from behind, his pure masculine scent completely enveloping her petite body. Ye Fan tilted her head back, resting against Ye Qing's neck, greedily inhaling his reassuring scent.

"Mmm... I was thinking of you, hehe. Why are you back so late?"

Ye Qing hugged her tighter, took a deep breath, and said, "Fan'er, you smell so sweet... I want to take a bite..." He then took her small earlobe, which she offered, into his mouth, and slowly sucked on it like candy.

"Ugh... you're so annoying, always getting handsy as soon as you get back..." Ye Fan said coquettishly, but she didn't actually avoid his teasing.

"Little vixen, don't you like it when I do this... hmm?"

Ye Qing always liked to flirt with her, and she liked that blushing, heart-pounding feeling. It was blissful and fulfilling.

"Ah, have you had dinner? I've made it." Ye Fan remembered her business. If she didn't say it now, she worried she wouldn't have the chance later...

Ye Qing smiled wickedly: "I'm enjoying a delicious 'dinner'..." Nothing tastes better than her.

Ye Fan was speechless. Sure enough, this man was a creature driven by his lower instincts; no matter what you said, he could always interpret it in a erotic way.

"Hey, let go! I worked so hard to cook this meal, don't you even appreciate my effort?" Dealing with men boils down to four words—softness overcomes hardness. This trick never failed him. Heh heh, don't be fooled by Ye Qing's always cool and aloof demeanor; the moment she starts being coquettish, she'll definitely surrender. Although she gets goosebumps every time she hears her own disgusting voice, as long as it works on him, that's enough. Hmph, Ye Fan thought darkly to himself.

"Hmm... Fan'er, I'm hungry too. Can't you feed our darling first...?" Ye Qing's low voice was full of sexual innuendo. After speaking, he pressed his hips against her pert buttocks, his hard, rod-like member rubbing against her lower back, the sound of his deliberately lowered voice making it incredibly ambiguous and erotic.

"Ugh~" She was truly defeated by him. Okay, she admitted she wanted it too. They really were siblings, even their strong sex drives were similar, but they had to fill their stomachs before "doing it," right?

"Qing... I'm hungry, I need to eat first... After eating, I... will do whatever you say..." Her hot breath sprayed onto his neck, causing his Adam's apple to bob. The masculine Adam's apple moving up and down in front of her was so sexy that she almost couldn't resist taking it into her mouth. Hmm, she was so horny...

The words "I'll do whatever you say" clearly excited him, making his voice hoarse: "Really? Then I want..." He spoke softly, but after hearing his words, Ye Fan's face turned as red as two apples. Ah, just imagining that scene was embarrassing enough. They had done it quite a few times, but never to that extent... "

How about it? Is it okay?" Ye Qing breathed softly in her ear, his deep, sexy voice seductive. Perhaps she was truly bewitched, or perhaps she secretly wanted it that way, Ye Fan nodded, her face flushed. Her eyes always shone with a strange light, an excited, provocative light, like a warlike warrior about to step into battle, eager to try.

During the meal, they were sitting side by side, but later, she didn't know how, but when Ye Fan came to her senses, she found herself sitting on Ye Qing's strong lap, being fed by him... Ah

, it seems she's quite used to being this intimate with him, to the point that she feels no resistance at all when they're being affectionate, and it all happens naturally. Swallowing the food he fed her, Ye Fan turned to look at Ye Qing's handsome face, which was radiating happiness. She found him gazing at her with deep affection, and couldn't help but smile.

Oh no, she seems unable to live without him. She's not the type to be overly intimate with others. Even with her closest friends, she always maintains her own space. But she never imagined that one day she would care so much about someone, care so much that she wanted to be with him forever, to grow old together, to be with him every single moment.

She leaned in and gently kissed the corner of his slightly curved lips. "Qing, I hope we can always be together." She didn't say those words aloud, because they both knew that forever was something they couldn't hope for.

Perhaps sensing her subtle sadness, Ye Qing cupped her head, ran his fingers through her soft hair, and gave her a deep, lingering kiss. Everything was understood without words.

After a long while, their lips parted. Catching her breath, Ye Fan said coquettishly, "Qing, this time it's my turn to feed you." Feeling the hot object pressing against her buttocks, she secretly smiled, unable to hide her smugness. Ah, he got hard so easily; it seems she has quite an influence on him...

After feeding him a mouthful of food, she deliberately wiggled her hips, immediately feeling a stiffness in his chest behind her, followed by the man's suppressed voice: "Oh! Are you seducing me...? Don't move, or I can't guarantee I won't 'take you right here and now'."

"Execution on the spot"? Really... Ye Fan curled her lips. She wanted to see who would "execute on the spot"! You know, even sitting on a man like him, she was finding it hard to hold on...

Outside the window, the stars twinkled. The stars winked mischievously, and the moon, veiled by clouds, peeked out, shyly turning its head away.

The early autumn night was cool and pleasant. On the 27th-floor balcony of a luxury apartment building, a scene of debauchery was unfolding.

The handsome man leaned calmly against the railing, his upper body slightly back, as if admiring this rare and beautiful scene. His sexy, thin lips occasionally uttered sounds that resembled exclamations of praise—

"Oh, so good... just like that. Mmm, take a little in, don't forget the balls behind the sausage..." But these exclamations grew increasingly strange and shocking!

The man suddenly lowered his head, his deep black eyes shining brighter than the stars.

Following his gaze downwards, in the soft moonlight, lay a beautiful, innocent woman. The seemingly well-dressed man was almost naked from the waist down, only a pair of dark bullet-shaped underwear hanging from his left ankle—a deliberate act by the playful woman.

His erect, purplish-black penis was now pointing directly at her lips, ready to strike.

"Mmm... Qing, you've made me hungry..." Ye Fan spat out the glistening, enormous penis from his mouth. Her red lips, slightly swollen from the prolonged friction of the massive object, and stained with saliva she hadn't swallowed, shimmered faintly in the moonlight, making her appear like a bewitching demon plotting to drain a man's life force under the moonlight—alluring and dangerous, yet exuding a deadly allure.

She looked up and glared at him reproachfully, strands of hair ruffled by the breeze brushing her face, a small tuft even nestled in her mouth. Her almond-shaped eyes shimmered, a blatant seduction.

Ye Qing chuckled, a captivating charm emanating from them in the empty space. He was quite pleased with Ye Fan's innocent yet alluring appearance.

"You little vixen, are you here to suck my semen, hmm?" The man suppressed his pent-up lust, his words lewd, adding a touch of sensuality to the beautiful yet depraved scene before him.

Hearing his words, a smug glint flashed in her eyes, shining brightly in the night. Ye Fan extended her delicate pink tongue, lightly licking the man's thick, long penis, then parted her lips into an "o" shape towards the glans, larger than an egg, teasing him without swallowing it, driving Ye Qing to a frenzy.

"Young master, how can you say that to me... I just... wanted to make you feel good, hmm..." Her words were laced with reproach and sullenness, truly exuding a seductive aura.

Ye Qing, aroused by her alluring yet innocent appearance, could no longer resist. He thrust his weapon into her mouth, letting out a muffled groan of pleasure:

"Mmm... you slut, suck it well, only after you've served me well will you get what you want..."

His sudden thrust caught Ye Fan off guard. She gently pushed aside his hairy lower abdomen and said, "Hmm, young master, don't rush, let me serve you well..."

After saying that, she buried her head in her "work." Although she had no experience with oral sex, she had secretly researched it online these past few days. She had put in a lot of effort to make their sex life more harmonious.

She first extended her tongue and gently licked the smooth glans, scooping up the small amount of pre-ejaculate that had seeped from the tip and savoring it slowly.

Hmm, a strong masculine musky scent, but she didn't find it repulsive. The thought that this was her lover's scent, a scent only she could taste, sent a strong throbbing through her heart.

After licking around the coronal sulcus, her lower body also released a stream of lustful fluid. She simply took his large glans entirely into her mouth, curling her tongue and slowly licking it.

"Hmm..." It was too big; if her lips weren't so full, they probably wouldn't have been able to accommodate his treasure.

"Oh, so tight, suck me harder..." The most sensitive part of his penis was tightly enveloped by the soft, moist cavity, and lewd words naturally escaped his lips.

Hearing his wanton request, Ye Fan sucked hard, his cheeks hollowing in. Ye Qing gasped, thoroughly enjoying her service.

"Mmm... Fan'er, brush your hair aside, I want to see you suck my horny face!"

Ye Fan obediently brushed her smooth hair behind her ear, then placed her hand on the enormous thing in front of her, rubbing and stroking it up and down, occasionally lightly brushing the two testicles behind it. Her mouth didn't let up either, licking and sucking the man's large glans, enjoying herself immensely. The lewd look of her cheeks, deeply sunken from sucking the man's penis, was fully displayed before the man's eyes.

"Oh, so good, you slut, so lewd! Does it taste good? Hmm? Mmm--just like that, oh!" Ye Fan tried to stick out her tongue and forcefully poked the constantly dripping urethral opening, immediately feeling the penis throb in her mouth.

What an interesting treasure, or rather, what a lively treasure, Ye Fan's eyes widened, before she could continue to marvel, Ye Qing could no longer endure it and thrust into her mouth, pumping violently as if he were fucking her flower hole.

"Mmm—"

"You vixen, this is what happens when you seduce men! Hmm—how is it? Is your lower body also dripping with lustful fluids like this little mouth..."

Ye Qing's penis was so thick and long that even with vigorous thrusting, half of it still protruded from her red lips, glistening and even dripping onto the ground—saliva that Ye Fan hadn't had time to swallow—looking particularly wanton.

Her small hands grasped the exposed dragon, gently kneading and stroking it. His testicles, due to his frenzied movements, often bumped against her hands, making soft "slap slap" sounds. The carnal scene stimulated her already aroused state, and after hearing Ye Qing's wicked words, her lower body indeed gushed out even more fluids, wetting a patch of the ground.

"Mmm...mmm...mmm..." She wanted it, but Ye Qing didn't give her a chance to speak. Unable to get what she wanted, she had a sudden inspiration. With each thrust of Ye Qing, she let out unbearable moans, as if he were fucking her flower.

At the same time, her round, perky buttocks swayed wantonly with his rhythm, her two increasingly full breasts swinging forward, occasionally bumping against his hard thighs. He could feel that the red cherries on those wonderfully soft breasts had hardened like rocks.

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