Da Li Temple - Chapter 28.1
Chapter 28.1
M*sturbate
He saw a glimpse of Lin Wanqing sitting on her knees on the outer edge of the bed, helping him undo his underwear while reaching in to take out the meat stalk.
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Su Moyi broke out in a cold sweat. “There’s no need to take it out,” he stopped in a panic, pulling on the wound again in between. He twisted his expression in pain.
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The slender hand holding his meat stem paused, and the woman before him stared at the bedpost with two emotionless eyes and pretended to be calm: “Then how to get ……”
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“Just …… touch it through the underwear ……” Su Moyi didn’t dare to look at her either. They raised their heads up unnaturally, turning into two pieces of baked sweet potatoes.
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“Okay ……” A few moments later, Lin Wanqing leaned over a little, used some force, gripped the big, hot, and hard rod in her hand tighter, and began to rub it up and down.
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“Mmm …… ” Su Moyi’s breathing abruptly quickened. Lin Wanqing didn’t dare to look.
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The bed curtain was a thick flannel, sheltering from light. Once it lowered, it was like darkness inside. It seemed that Su Moyi, this person, was so picky even about sleeping that there couldn’t be a hint of light.
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The dark environment easily provoked reverie, especially when they were silent, only breathing left.
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Lin Wanqing recalled she had inadvertently bumped into the appearance of this thing in her hand in Su Moyi’s bathroom. Of course, at that time, it wasn’t as exciting and aggressive as it is now. Perhaps out of curiosity, her hand tightened slightly, and Lin Wanqing closed her eyes. A hot temperature came to her hand, and even through the fabric, it scalded her palms and caused a slight layer of fine sweat to break out. Underneath a sweaty touch were rippling veins wrapped around the wrist-thick column, jumping and nodding, an eager response to her labor. She suddenly felt a little hot. She wondered how this enormous thing had gotten inside her in the file room that night. It was such a horrible size! How uncomfortable it was for me at the time? Once the gates opened, the body’s memories came flooding back.
She recalled the scene of that night. When Su Moyi put her legs on his shoulders, suspending her half body in the air, the two of them connected only by their s*x organs. At first, it was pain and swelling; later on, her throat was dry, and her eyes became misty with tears. The sourness at the very beginning turned into a tingling itch. Like countless little worms climbing and gnawing deep in her flower center, that crazy feeling, from the depths of the belly all the way to the blood-filled and hardened little cl*toris between her legs. Su Moyi’s pounding was hard and fast, not giving her a moment’s respite. Even when he entered her to the point where she was leaking, he didn’t stop. Instead, he thrust even more fiercely against the gushing spring water. That was the only time Lin Wanqing saw him lose control. Before that, she never knew the noble and reserved Lord Su had such a depraved side.
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“Mmmm ……”
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With her mind wandering, Lin Wanqing’s hand movements were also unconsciously heavier by a few points, causing Su Moyi to release a muffled grunt. It was unknown whether it was painful or pleasurable.
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“Lord?” Lin Wanqing asked hesitantly, “Did I do it too hard?”
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“Nope.” The only thing that answered her was this short word.
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“Then I’ll continue ……”
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“Okay.” Lin Wanqing shook her head and beat herself up to continue.
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At this moment, Lord Su, lying on the bed calmly, was not as cloudy in his heart as he was showing. Ever since that night when he and Lin Wanqing had s*x, he actually often dreamed of her.
He dreamt of her with lust in her eyes, spreading her legs underneath him in pl*asure. He only thought that he was obsessed, and when seeing her in the daytime, he would have a trace of unspeakable guilt. But then, another loss of control at the prison showed him that perhaps that night was so good that he had eaten his heart out and lusted after this woman.
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People have desires, and that wasn’t shameful. So he unloaded his self-blame and began to make love to her in his dreams in a different way. Even in the daytime, he would sometimes look at her light gray men’s robe to imagine what kind of beautiful body was underneath the unattractive material. It was too dark that night for him to have a good look. But the touch on his hands was smooth and delicate, and the temperature on his lips was hot and refreshing. Warm, fragrant, and soft like jade (*) described her perfectly.
T/N: ???? (w?nxi?ngru?nyù) used by ancient people to describe a woman’s body. Literal meaning; warm, fragrant, and soft like jade.
Once his mind came together, the swelling pain in his lower abdomen increased a few points. Her hands were soft, warmly enveloping his rod, patiently stroking it up and down. Smooth silk encased the rod, and when her hand traveled down, the fabric rubbed against the most sensitive tip of the round head. There were fine lines from the edges to the stem and the small hole. She must not have known that he was already oozing pre-c*m. The crystallized l*quid ran down the groove that linked the small hole, wetting the silk and making her movements less smooth.
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“Lord ……” He opened his eyes at the sound and saw Lin Wanqing’s small face flaming red, her eyes falling weakly into the distance.
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“I, I can’t move anymore ……”
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Su Moyi then realized that his underwear was more than just a little w*t.
Terrible. Every time he faced this woman, it seemed she could easily disintegrate his persistence. But it was impossible to tell her to stop when it had all proceeded to this point. He didn’t want her to stop at all.
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“You ……” His voice was husky and had been stained with lust long ago. The knot in his throat slid down before he said, “You can take it out.”
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Despite her heart palpitating violently, Lin Wanqing did as he told her. She carefully undone Su Moyi’s pants and reached out to touch that fiery dragon.
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“Mmmm!” As soon as they touched, both couldn’t help but make noise.
Lin Wanqing was timid, so she made a sound but didn’t know about Su Moyi. Compared to the feeling when a layer of fabric separated them, the skin touching skin was really different. Folds and meridians on the meat stalk would rub against her palm as she jerked it up and down. Fine sweat and slippery body fl*ids mixed together, and the touch became lustful. The male smell in the air suddenly became thicker, salty, and w*t, carrying the scent of the ocean.