At times, he teased her with utmost tenderness, lingering only briefly, until Qin Hongmian trembled all over and could not help twisting her waist to follow his movements.
"What's wrong? Won't you cry out?"
Seeing her cover her mouth tightly, unwilling to make even the slightest sound, Lin Xuan leaned close to her ear with a wicked smile. "Hongmian, you're holding on so tightly. Your lips may deny it, but your body is honest."
As he spoke, he suddenly quickened his pace, driving her relentlessly toward the brink.
How could Qin Hongmian withstand such torment?
The overwhelming pleasure sent waves of white flashing before her eyes, and the hand covering her mouth slipped weakly away. ...
"Ah... Brother Xuan... I can't take it... it's too much... ah..."
At last, the moans she had suppressed for so long burst forth like a breached dam.
Her voice had always carried a cool edge, but now it was colored by passion, making it all the more intoxicating.
Seeing her defenses crumble, Lin Xuan grew even more excited. He called to Zhong Ling and Mu Wanqing, who stood frozen nearby, "Don't just stand there! Come over!"
The two women trembled, not daring to disobey, and obediently came closer.
"Kiss me."
Lin Xuan gave the command while continuing to lavish Qin Hongmian with his attention.
Mu Wanqing's face burned red. Her lips trembled as she pressed a kiss to Lin Xuan's strong back.
Following her sister's example, Zhong Ling wrapped her arms around Lin Xuan's arm, placing light kisses on his shoulder and chest.
Surrounded by his lovely wives and companions, with Qin Hongmian beneath him—so concerned with preserving her composure yet now utterly overwhelmed—Lin Xuan felt that life could offer no greater bliss.
When Qin Hongmian finally cried out and collapsed against Gan Baobao,