Noticing his intense gaze fixed on their joining, Yan Zhen moaned, a blush creeping up her neck. "What are you looking at?"

"Watching how I fill you," he breathed, spreading her legs wider and pushing deeper. "Baby, you're taking me in."

Chen Huaixu was a completely different person in bed. Yan Zhen never imagined that someone so reserved and controlled in everyday life could be so unrestrained, his words dripping with a sensuality that made her want to bury herself.

When he was fully embedded within her, they both gasped. He nipped her earlobe, his voice a husky whisper. "Baby, I'm inside you. Can you feel it?"

Finally.

I finally have you, possess you.

We are truly one.

Yan Zhen's breath hitched, her bangs damp with sweat, her chest heaving as she felt the fullness, the tingling numbness. The presence of his c0ck inside her was overwhelming, their bodies flush against each other. She could feel the slight pulsing of his er3ction, each breath causing a friction that sent jolts of pleasure through her.

He pressed deeper, his tip brushing against her most sensitive point. Even without much force, Yan Zhen cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders. The first touch alone sent her spiraling into another org4sm.

It was sudden, unexpected.

She whimpered, curling her toes, her inner muscles contracting around him. The feeling caused his c0ck to throb within her.

A jolt shot through Chen Huaixu's lower back, nearly sending him over the edge.

"So good, so good," he breathed, kissing her cheek. "Baby, you're holding me so tight..."

He asked softly, "Does it hurt?"

Yan Zhen gasped, "No...slow—ah!"

Before she could finish, Chen Huaixu began to move, unable to contain himself any longer. Her legs instinctively closed, but he held them apart, exposing her core to his relentless thrusts, each one deep and powerful, as if he wanted to devour her.

His earlier tenderness vanished, replaced by a primal urgency.

"Mmm...no...don't...so hard...so deep...Huaixu...ugh..." Yan Zhen's moans trembled, her legs wrapping around his waist as she bucked beneath him, her toes curling. "You're bullying me.....too hard..."

Her entrance, stretched and flushed, clung to the base of his c0ck, the soft flesh pressing against his balls as if trying to draw them inside as well.

"Where is it hard?" he asked, his voice thick with desire, kissing her neck as he rubbed against a particularly sensitive fold within her. Yan Zhen shuddered, her moans turning into broken cries.

"Tell gege, is it here?"

"No...don't touch there...ah...not so hard..." Yan Zhen's cries turned into pleas, tears escaping her eyes. "Gege...Huaixu gege...I really can't...gentler, please...ah!"

Her voice, soft and pleading, ended on a high note that sent shivers down his spine.

Hearing her cry out, begging him for mercy, only fueled his desire. He thrust harder, grinding against that sensitive spot, sending tremors through her body. Yan Zhen cried out again, another wave of pleasure washing over her, leaving her limp and breathless.

She was clearly dazed, her lashes wet with tears, her cheeks flushed, her voice thick with emotion as she accused him, "Are...are you punishing me...?"

Chen Huaixu reached down, his fingers slick with their combined arousal. He held them up for her to see, a low chuckle rumbling in his chest. "Look at yourself, so wet, and you think I'm punishing you? This is how I love you."

He leaned down, hooking her legs over his arms, and thrust deep inside her again, the sound of their joining wet and intimate. Her body clung to him, pulling him deeper, the sensation so intense it made his scalp tingle.

He kissed her, holding her still beneath him, his body coiled and ready. His voice, low and charged, vibrated against her lips. "Zhenzhen, love me too, okay?"