Chapter Nine of "False Decree (1v1, High H, Cunning Butler x Heiress)" is a highly explicit and erotic novel."A will? Of course we can talk about it." Jiang Yi looked down at her, his fingertips lifting a strand of hair from her cheek and tucking it behind her ear. "But before that—"
"This is a necessary health procedure. We'll talk after it's done." He leaned closer, "Please relax, Miss."
"You, you're not lying to me..." Ningxue weakly pushed against his chest with both hands, trying her best to push him away, but she couldn't budge the man an inch.
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Jiang Yi's palms covered her full breasts, his fingertips coated with essential oil, slickly massaging along the curves, the pressure varying from light to heavy. Then, two fingers deliberately pinched and pulled at her sensitive nipples.
"Jiang... Yi... stop..." Her eyes quickly reddened, tears welling up in them.
"What you truly care about," he said, pinning her struggling hands down and looking down at her, "is the content of the exclusive butler's agreement, isn't it?"
"The master has appointed me as your personal butler, fully responsible for all your needs." He pressed her wrists firmly against the pillow, "including, with consideration for your physical and mental health, performing nightly routine care."
His grip tightened, his calloused fingertips rubbing against her delicate skin, squeezing and kneading her white breasts. A slight pain and a tingling sensation exploded simultaneously, causing her body to tremble uncontrollably.
"I will provide you with personal care every night, relieving your stress through the most intimate contact—" he lowered his voice, "until you are completely satisfied."
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A series of professional, high-sounding words rained down on her, leaving Ningxue's head buzzing. No matter how proper those words sounded, in essence, they were nothing more than—
"sexual services."
Jiang Yi ruthlessly shattered her deepest, most unsettling suspicions.
Backlit, Ningxue couldn't see his face clearly, but she could almost feel the upward curve of his lips.
"It's better to use more euphemisms," his deep voice husky slightly. "Is it 'routine health care' or 'personal care'? Miss, which word sounds more in line with Master's last wishes?"
"I...I don't want...I don't need this kind of thing...!"
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At this moment, Jiang Yi's tall body completely enveloped her, trapping her tightly. He slowly kneaded her chest while lowering his head, his warm mouth taking her nipple into his mouth, his tongue gently licking and circling, occasionally biting lightly with his teeth.
"Mmm..." Ningxue bit her lower lip tightly, her back arching taut. Reason screamed in resistance, but her lower body had already uncontrollably leaked honey-like fluid, soaking through her thin lace panties.
Jiang Yi took in her reaction. His lips traced a path up her collarbone, finally resting on her ear, nibbling at her sensitive earlobe. His tongue teased her earlobe, sending shivers down her spine. Seemingly satisfied with her helplessness, he released his grip on her wrists.
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With her hands free, Ningxue didn't even have time to resist—her broad palms covered the soaked lace, gently rubbing her warm, moist opening.
Before she could react, Jiang Yi had already untied the bows on either side of her panties. With a gentle tug, the threads slipped, and the thin lace fell away.
His fingers moved down her fair inner thighs, reaching her already wet and sticky opening. His fingertips gently parted the tight crevice, only lightly rubbing the outer edge—a soft "sizzle" filled the quiet room, and glistening nectar immediately flowed freely between his fingers.
Ningxue shuddered violently, trying to close her legs in shame and anger, but her knees were forcefully pushed open by his.
"Miss, you're already this wet,"
Jiang Yi whispered in her ear, his lips close to hers. "This is your body honestly expressing pleasure."
"No... I didn't—"
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He chuckled, his fingers slowly probing inside, only to stop abruptly after penetrating a short distance. His fingertips rubbed hard against the most sensitive walls of her opening, and as he felt her instinctively tighten her grip, he cruelly withdrew completely, retreating to the wet, hot entrance, only teasing the edge.
This torment of unfulfilled desire and the deep-seated itch constantly tugged at Ningxue's remaining sanity. She involuntarily tensed her waist, her hands gripping his strong wrists tightly, her nails digging into his flesh, but she still couldn't budge him an inch.
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Finally, after tormenting her patience enough, Jiang Yi's fingers probed deeper once more.
Cool fingertips gently touched the thin barrier inside her body, pausing lightly at the edge. He didn't rush in, but slowly traced the outline of that fragile membrane with his fingertips, neither pushing in nor withdrawing.
Her juices, mixed with his movements, were constantly drawn out. The more she tried to clench, the more mischievously his finger circled the edge of the membrane, forcing a weak sob to escape her throat.
"That's too much..."
Her tightly clenched lower lip finally loosened, and she managed to squeeze out a sound, intermittent gasps escaping from her lips.
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The man pinched her chin, forcing her to meet his gaze: "How could it be too much? Miss, this is a duty that Master explicitly entrusted to me in his will."
"I... I don't believe it... How could Grandpa write it like that! I want to see the copy kept by the lawyer!"
"Miss, there's no need to specifically request it." Jiang Yi slowly released his hand, leaving a finger mark on her chin. His voice was deep and chillingly gentle: "You saw the original with your own eyes; it is indeed the master's handwriting. All I did was fulfill my duty and obey the will."
A respectful smile curved his lips as he leaned in, his tall shadow pressing her firmly against the soft pillow.
"Look..."
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His fingers penetrated deeper. This time, he precisely hooked upwards, directly hitting the most sensitive spot deep inside.
"Ah...!"
The sudden stimulation caused Ningxue to arch her back instantly, her spine stiffening into a tight arc, her fingers digging desperately into the disheveled sheets.
His fingers suddenly quickened their pace. Without mercy, he thrust in and out, each heavy stroke drawing out copious amounts of fluid, the sticky sounds echoing clearly in the room.
"Ah...what is it...stop, stop...stop it now..."
Ningxue jerked her head back, her hands clutching the blankets, her lips clenched, but she couldn't suppress the spasms in her body caused by the extreme pleasure. Her inner walls contracted violently, gripping his fingers tightly wave after wave.
"Don't hold back, Miss."
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Jiang Yi's other hand covered her flat stomach, pressing down hard, forcing her waist and hips to lift, actively welcoming his invading fingers. The two fingers inside her probed even deeper, the calloused fingertips rubbing against her deepest G-spot, digging quickly and forcefully, each stroke bringing out a large amount of viscous honey water, making gurgling, lewd sounds.
"Ah—!"
The overwhelming climax instantly shattered all her reason. Honey water gushed out, splashing all over his fingertips and palms, slowly dripping down his wrist.
Ningxue's whole body went limp, her chest heaving violently, panting heavily.
A single tear silently slid down from the corner of her reddened eye, disappearing into her sweat-dampened, disheveled hair.
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Chapter 10 of "False Decree (1v1, High H, Cunning Butler x Heiress)" is a plundering story with high H content.Shen Ningxue's body went limp, her mind blank.
The afterglow of her first climax seeped into her limbs like poison; the near-collapse-inducing pleasure made even her fingertips tremble uncontrollably, and her previously tense legs went weak.
Her eyes were red, and broken breaths escaped her slightly parted lips. Jiang Yi stared at her lust-soaked appearance, his gaze slowly falling on the glistening nectar on her fingertips—he could no longer restrain himself.
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He knelt between her legs, slowly untying the bow at his chest, removing the absurd maid outfit and casually tossing it onto the edge of the bed. Ningxue abruptly turned her head, closing her eyes tightly. In the moonlight, the man's bronze skin gleamed with a wild sheen, his broad back and taut waist heaving violently with his heavy breathing.
"I want... to leave here..."
Suddenly, a sweet, milky scent wafted into her nostrils. She opened her eyes abruptly, her entire body stiffening instantly—a milky white liquid was seeping from his muscular chest, slowly trickling down his muscles.
"Jiang Yi…you…why are you…!?"
—A man producing milk? The thought instantly overwhelmed her initial shame, replaced by shock.
"This is my special constitution, Miss." He held her chin, his fingertips gently stroking her startled cheeks. "It allows you to…completely relax." He leaned down, his wet nipple almost touching her lips. "Want a taste?"
Ningxue's mind went completely blank.
"No! I don't want to drink that stuff! Stay away from me!" She desperately pushed him away, trying to retreat towards the headboard.
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The man suddenly pressed down on her, forcefully pinching her cheeks. "Miss...open your mouth." He opened his lips first as if to demonstrate. "Ah—"
"Ugh—no—"
His swollen nipple was shoved directly into her mouth. He squeezed hard, and warm, sweet liquid gushed into her throat. Ningxue choked, tears streaming down her face. Her head was pressed down hard by a large hand, forcing her to swallow mouthful after mouthful. "Let go—" After finally breaking free, she lay on the bed coughing violently. Milk slid down her neck, staining her thin nightgown with a wet patch.
However, a heat quietly rose from deep within her lower abdomen. At first, it was just a little, but then it spread rapidly. Her skin became unusually sensitive, as if countless hands were caressing her even when the air brushed past. Ningxue's eyes gradually became hazy.
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She raised her head, her gaze involuntarily falling on his lower body—the peach-pink lace panties that were so disproportionate to his tall figure were now tightly wrapped around that monstrous hardness, the large tip almost bursting through the lace edge. The masculine arrogance and the girlish pinkness created a distorted contrast, making her dizzy. "You...you really are a pervert!"
She tried to sit up and escape, but her shoulders were pressed back onto the bed by that large hand.
"Hmm? I thought Miss would like this color." He chuckled, his innocent eyes making her teeth itch. "Don't girls like pink things?"
"Even if they do...not in this form—"
Jiang
Yi stopped arguing with her, grabbed her ankle with his other hand, and pulled her forward sharply.
"Jiang..."
Her legs were hoisted onto his shoulders, her buttocks were raised high, and her vulva was directly exposed to him. He leaned down and buried his face in her, his tongue licking from her perineum all the way up, finally curling up on her engorged clitoris.
"Ah—!"
Ningxue arched her body suddenly, her buttocks raised high due to extreme stimulation, and a high-pitched and broken moan escaped her throat. Every nerve in her body was extremely sensitive, and every lick from the man felt like an electric current shooting straight to her brain. "Ah...no..."
His tongue circled and nibbled gently on the swollen clitoris, then suddenly sucked hard, before sliding down to the wet opening, his rough tongue forcefully penetrating and withdrawing. A torrent of nectar flowed out, soaking his chin and dripping down his jaw. His eyelashes drooped, as if savoring the most delicious honey, licking every drop clean.
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After a long while, he slowly withdrew, straightening up. A thin, translucent silver thread stretched long between them before breaking.
Ningxue's eyes were unfocused, her chest heaving violently. She thought the torment was finally over—but he released her legs, cupped her face in his hands, and pressed his forehead intimately against hers. "Miss...are you alright?"
—After tormenting him like this, he still asked if she was alright.
"You...you give me..."
Before she could finish speaking, his lips covered hers again. His tongue forcefully pried open her teeth, entwining fiercely with her soft tongue. He gripped the back of her neck with one hand, pressing her tightly into his arms, his tongue probing deeper, sucking away all the sweet saliva from her mouth.
"Hiss—" He abruptly pulled away, his lips bitten raw by her, oozing a glaring blood. Ningxue glared at him fiercely, blood also staining the corner of her mouth.
He reached out and wiped the blood from her lips, his eyes filled with deep tenderness. "Miss's taste...is really sweet."
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He straightened up, tearing off the peach-colored lace—his monstrous, thick, and veiny penis instantly sprang out, slamming heavily onto her lower abdomen. Jiang Yi raised a hand to brush back his sweat-dampened hair, his gaze fixed on her, his other hand grasping his thick, hard, and hot penis, slowly and powerfully stroking it up and down in front of her. More glistening semen squeezed from his large palm, dripping continuously from the swollen, purplish-red glans, splashing onto her inner thighs.
"No...don't..." Ningxue quickly turned her head away, but the image was already etched into her mind, and the heat within her burned even more fiercely like wildfire.
He leaned in, forcefully spreading her legs, holding his massive shaft, and slowly pushing open the already soaked, slightly parted petals of her tender opening.
"No..." Her honeyed slit was stretched open little by little, and the fear of being torn apart by the enormous object made Ningxue desperately hold onto his chest, her heels kicking against the bed as she retreated.
"Don't be afraid." He gently bit her earlobe, his voice low and husky, "I will make you feel unprecedented pleasure...it's my duty."
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Insertion was still extremely difficult. The tight, tender flesh, like countless tiny mouths, forcefully sucked in and repelled the invading object. He pressed his forehead against her shoulder, enduring the extreme pleasure that made his scalp tingle, and slowly squeezed in inch by inch. "No, no—" Ningxue gasped sharply, her nails digging into his shoulder—until she reached the thin barrier.
"We...we're not...I don't want...you let me go..."
"Miss, I know." He looked down at her. Her blue eyes were filled with tears, his silver-gray eyes were as deep as the sea. "But in the future, we will be even closer."
He thrust his hips forward, penetrating her without mercy.
"Ah—!!"
A tearing pain instantly swept through her body. Ningxue painfully threw her head back, her nails scratching several bloody marks on his chest. He closed his eyes, a suppressed gasp escaping his throat. It was too tight, too hot, so tight that he almost ejaculated on the spot. Blood mixed with love fluid slowly flowed out, a streak of crimson sliding down her snow-white thigh, spreading a glaring red on the disheveled sheets.
"It hurts—you, you let me go..." She gritted her teeth, tears welling up in her eyes.
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"Ningning." His eyes flickered slightly, he leaned down and kissed her reddened eyes, "The first time will always hurt...it will feel good soon. I promise."
He maintained his deeply buried position and began to thrust very slowly, his thick penis grinding against every inch of her tight, tender flesh. Cold
sweat trickled down his forehead.
"No...don't move...it hurts so much..." Ningxue covered her face, tears streaming down her cheeks.
It had started raining outside the window, raindrops hitting the Drunken Hibiscus, scattering the deep red petals. The pattering rain mingled with the sticky breathing inside, sinking deep into the night.
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"Mmm...hmm..."
After what seemed like an eternity, the agonizing pain gradually subsided, replaced by waves of tingling pleasure. Ningxue's breathing became light and shallow, her body defying reason, actively responding to his thrusts. "No...how could this be..."
Jiang Yi glanced at her, then suddenly wrapped his arms around her waist, lifting her up and placing her astride his waist. "Drink a little more...it'll feel better..." The man's fingertips ran through her hair, pressing her head back against his milky nipples without giving her a chance to refuse.
Ningxue's mind was blank; her tongue instinctively sucked hard, the warm milk bursting in her mouth, amplifying her senses.
"No...ah...no...um..." She tried to turn her head away in shame and anger, but her hips rose and fell involuntarily with his violent thrusts.
"Jiang Yi...please...stop..." Her hands instinctively wrapped around his neck, her body sinking completely into his embrace. Her wet, tender opening was stretched thinner and thinner, honeyed fluid gushing out, her sweet moans growing softer and more seductive.
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"Miss..." He gripped her waist tightly with one hand, while the other covered her breasts, kneading them vigorously. The man's breathing grew heavier, his thrusting rhythm gradually spiraling out of control.
Ningxue felt the burning heat inside her swelling little by little, filling her more and more completely, a strong feeling of fullness suddenly surging up.
"Wait...wait!" Her eyes widened instantly, her face turning deathly pale. "No...don't...don't shoot inside! Please don't shoot!" Her nails dug wildly into his broad back, leaving red marks.
"Miss doesn't want me to shoot inside?" He smiled, his tone gentle yet icy. "Then let's play a game. Within ten seconds, if you can say 'Jiang Yi, don't shoot inside,' I'll stop."
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The rain outside the window suddenly intensified, raindrops pounding heavily against the glass. He gripped her buttocks tightly with both hands, his waist suddenly accelerating.
Ten...nine...eight...
"Jiang...ah..." He thrust hard, his entire penis plunging in, making her vision go black.
Seven...six...
"Jiang, Jiang Yi...no...uh ah!" Her inner walls contracted violently from the impact, almost crushing him.
Five...four...
"Don't...don't shoot...ah ah!" She tried desperately to finish, but each word was shattered by the out-of-control rhythm.
Three…two…
The bed shook more violently, her waist involuntarily arching upwards to meet it, the climax looming before her.
"In, in…" Before she could finish speaking—
one. Time was up.
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"Miss, you didn't say it." He gazed at her, his fingertips lightly stroking her dazed face, his eyes full of amusement, "I'll take that as a yes."
Ningxue's pupils contracted—Jiang Yi had already pressed down hard on her waist, giving her no room to retreat, each thrust slamming into the deepest part of her cervix. "Ningning…my Ningning…all…all for you…"
Suppressed trembling turned into a low growl.
One last fierce, deep thrust, gushing hot, thick semen sprayed into her uterus. The scorching impact caused her whole body to spasm violently, her consciousness going blank for a moment. Despair flashed through her heart—I actually…so…
"So…so hot…"
Tears mixed with sweat slid down her cheeks, she completely collapsed in his arms. The bed finally stopped shaking, leaving only their heavy, sticky breathing.
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Jiang Yi slowly withdrew. A torrent of blood-tinged, cloudy semen overflowed from her still-open vagina, trickling down her snow-white inner thighs. He traced the wet, erotic trail with his fingertips, paused for a moment, then, under her gaze, licked it clean.
His silver-grey eyes were lowered, his expression almost frantic with devotion. "Ningning…"
He pulled her tightly into his arms, his arms gripping her back and waist, as if trying to meld her into his very bones. Her eyes were glazed and broken, the afterglow of her orgasm still lingering in her features. Her lips, swollen and red from the kisses, were slightly parted, and she murmured something unconsciously.
He lowered his head and placed a very light kiss beside her beauty mark.
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However, that tenderness lasted only a moment. His gaze swept over her body, covered in hickeys, and the tide of passion in his eyes flared up again, his lower body quickly hardening.
Not enough. Far from enough—
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Chapter Eleven of "False Decree (1v1, High H, Cunning Butler x Heiress)" is a high-H erotic novel....How much time had passed?
She stared blankly at the headboard of the four-poster bed, the wood grain distinct yet gradually blurring in her vision.
The rain outside seemed to threaten to engulf the entire mansion. Raindrops pounded frantically against the glass, pattering and pattering, so dense it felt like they were piercing her eardrums. Only their heavy breathing and the wet, sticky sounds of their bodies colliding filled the room.
—Three times? Five times? Or more?
—Her
lower body was overflowing, each time Jiang Yi thrust deep inside, the scalding heat reaching the very depths, making even her toes ache. But now, even trembling was powerless.
Her lower abdomen ached, its shape vaguely protruding. Her nipples were red and swollen from repeated manipulation, her inner thighs covered in bruises and hickeys. She felt as if she had been torn apart and then put back together, only able to weakly raise her hands, clinging to his waist, letting out soft, incoherent whimpers.
Jiang Yi remained on top of her, pressing her firmly against the soaked sheets. The thrusting didn't slow down because of her weakness; instead, it became deeper, heavier, and more ferocious, each withdrawal bringing out a large amount of sticky, honey-like fluid.
The sheets were already soaked, sticking to her back, indistinguishable as sweat, tears, or the fluids from their intercourse.
"Please...don't..."
—Make me climax...
Her throat felt like it was being choked, and the second half of the sentence couldn't be uttered. His waist suddenly thrust forward, penetrating her deeply several times in succession, his thick penis repeatedly slamming open her cervix.
"Ah—!"
Tears flowed uncontrollably, it was impossible to tell if she was crying from pleasure or genuinely crying. Her mind went blank, even breathing became difficult. She vaguely heard someone crying, begging for mercy, those voices seemed to drift from a very far place, unfamiliar and like someone else's.
—So tired...I want to sleep...
—Suddenly
, he stopped.
Deep inside her, motionless. Ningxue vaguely thought it was finally over—but the next second, she felt that burning heat throbbing rhythmically deep inside her. His glans pressed tightly against her clitoris, hot and swollen, sending waves
of tingling pleasure through him. "Mmm..." Jiang Yi closed his eyes, a low moan escaping his throat.
She was so petite, yet she completely accommodated him. Each time, she swallowed him whole. Wet, tight, and hot, her tender flesh clinging to him firmly. He tried to suppress his impulse—but the next moment, he felt her inner walls contract in waves.
Wave after wave, tightly gripping him, as if greedily sucking.
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Jiang Yi opened his eyes, his silver-gray pupils as deep as an icy lake, yet burning with passion beneath. He deliberately slowed his pace, withdrawing inch by inch, his thick shaft scraping against every inch of her sensitive flesh.
"Miss...do you...want more here?"
Ningxue shook her head desperately, tears streaming down her face, but her body contracted uncontrollably, her vagina gripping him tightly.
Jiang Yi looked down, his gaze falling on the point where the two were joined—a large amount of mixed fluid continuously overflowed from their point of union, slowly sliding down her inner thighs. The swollen opening opened and closed, still unconsciously swallowing his thick root.
"Miss says no..." He held her wrist, slowly guiding her hand there.
Her fingertips trembled slightly, touching the deep base of his shaft. His entire penis was deeply inserted into her body, her vagina stretched open into a thin ring, tightly enveloping him, the everted flesh still sticky with milky white semen.
"Don't let me... touch this..." Ningxue suddenly pulled her hand back, but he held it firmly.
"...Miss is so tight..." His voice was a little hoarse, "She doesn't want me to leave at all."
"No...! I didn't...!"
"Didn't?" He leaned down, his lips almost touching her earlobe, his hot breath seeping into her ear canal. "Miss likes it when I do this to her, doesn't she?"
"You—!"
The corners of his lips curled slightly, his other hand covering her swollen clitoris, gently pinching it. "You see... this... doesn't lie." He
pinched it hard with his fingertips.
"Ah—!"
Ningxue tensed instantly, her insides contracting violently, squeezing his penis even deeper.
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"...Hiss—" Jiang Yi released her wrists, burying his forehead in the crook of her shoulder. His waist thrust forward uncontrollably, his hands immediately gripping her waist tightly.
Thud—thud—thud—
the violent impact drowned out the remaining sound of rain outside the window, each thrust slamming into her core.
"Ah...no...too deep..." Ningxue's legs involuntarily wrapped around his waist.
"Ningning...my...Ningning..." He stared straight at her face, his eyes so close, so still, that a sudden, inexplicable fear washed over Ningxue. She abruptly turned her face away.
He pinched her chin, forcing her to turn her head, his tongue forcefully prying open her lips, entwining with her tongue and sucking deeply. She was almost breathless from the kiss. After a long while, he finally released her lips, burying his nose in the crook of her neck, greedily inhaling her unique scent.
"Jiang Yi..." Her voice was soft and hoarse, as if pleading for mercy.
His waist, however, was like a wild beast out of control, each thrust fast, hard, and deep, the bed creaking under his weight. Ningxue was pushed back towards the headboard, her fingertips digging deep into the sheets, her soft breasts heaving violently with each stroke.
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Just as pleasure overwhelmed her, Ningxue's gaze unconsciously drifted to the bedside table—the small crystal ornament gleaming coldly in the dim light.
—To smash him.
The thought suddenly flashed through her mind. She reached out, her fingertips trembling as she drew closer.
Just a little bit more—
"Ningning."
Jiang Yi's voice suddenly rang out. He grabbed her wrist, forcefully pressing her back against the pillow, their fingers intertwined.
He raised his head, his silver-gray eyes silently gazing at her.
Their fingers remained tightly clasped; Ningxue couldn't break free, and could only let him slowly drown out her last vestiges of consciousness. The next second, he thrust in deeply and forcefully—
"Ah—!"
Ningxue arched her back, intense pleasure shooting from her tailbone to her head, her vaginal canal spasming and convulsing, gripping him tightly in waves.
"It's not over yet…" he breathed softly in her ear, his hips slowly grinding, amplifying each sensation to the extreme.
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Her body instinctively responded to his rhythm, but unexpectedly he suddenly withdrew. Before she could even catch her breath, he roughly flipped her over.
"Wait…wait a minute…" She tried to get up, her hands bracing against the soaked sheets, but the next second, his palms gripped her buttocks tightly, forcibly spreading her legs. Her knees pressed into the mattress, her waist forced down, her buttocks raised high.
Then—he thrust in deeply again.
"Ah—!" The head of his penis reached the deepest point, pounding in again and again.
Tears fell in large drops onto the pillow.
Unwilling.
Unwilling.
Unwilling.
—But… an increasingly high-pitched, increasingly broken moan involuntarily escaped from his throat.
A series of loud thuds echoed as her body was forced forward, clinging desperately to the sheets. Pleasure surged like an electric current from her tailbone to her head. Ningxue bit her lower lip, but couldn't suppress her broken sobs.
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"Ningning…" Jiang Yi's voice grew increasingly hoarse, beads of sweat forming on his forehead, "Catch it all…"
"No…don't…ah—!"
Her inner walls spasmed violently. Jiang Yi roared, his entire penis plunging deep into her uterus, waves of thick, hot semen flooding her deepest depths. The overwhelming heat made her waist go limp, her vision blurred, and she fainted completely.
The raging storm outside seemed to stop at that moment.
The world suddenly fell silent, only Jiang Yi's heavy breathing echoing in the quiet room. He slowly withdrew his still-erect penis, a large amount of semen flowing out, running down her limply spread thighs, leaving messy, damp stains on the sheets.
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Jiang Yi gently stroked her sweaty forehead, placing a very light and tender kiss beside her beauty mark.
"Ningning..."
He carried her into the bathroom, gently placing her in the bathtub. Warm water slowly filled the tub, carrying a faint scent of lavender. He knelt by the tub, carefully washing her with a soft towel.
From the sweat on her forehead, to the marks on her neck, from her collarbone to her chest, and further down... When he wiped the finger mark on her inner cheek, he paused for a moment, gently covering it with the towel. His gaze finally settled on the deepest kiss mark below her collarbone, tracing it with his fingertips.
Warm water caressed every inch of her skin. She wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt as heavy as lead, and she could only let those hands do as they pleased.
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A bath towel was wrapped tightly around her, and she felt herself being pulled into his arms, gently placed back on the bed.
In a daze, a clean bathrobe was put on her, and the warm, thick blanket was pulled up.
Someone sat by the bed, gently stroking her hair, one stroke at a time, like soothing a weeping child. A tear slid down Ningxue's cheek, but she couldn't make a sound.
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As Jiang Yi got up, he felt a slight resistance—Ningxue's fingers unconsciously gripped his sleeve.
She didn't even have the strength to open her eyes, she just held on, refusing to let go.
He glanced down, but didn't pull away. He stood there silently, quietly waiting.
He didn't know how much time had passed before her fingers slowly loosened, and she completely lost consciousness.
Only then did he leave quietly. The door closed softly, the moonlight disappeared into the clouds, and the room sank into darkness.
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