"Dr. Chen, it hurts!"
After everything was over, we took a shower and cuddled in bed. Lin Bingyan curled up and nestled in my arms, still complaining about the pain.
I immediately felt a wave of guilt. Although Dr. Lin was older, over twenty, it was still her first time, and she was exceedingly delicate. I shouldn't have gone on for so long.
But just now, I couldn't help myself; I was utterly infatuated with her. Perhaps it was because Dr. Lin was so beautiful and pure, with such a sexy and enchanting figure!
I held her and kept apologizing, whispering sweet nothings. She didn't seem angry, and instead appeared somewhat satisfied.
She was actually quite passionate inside; she had been proactive just now, and her moans were quite unrestrained.
"Dr. Chen, the medicine?"
"Ah?"
It was only later that she brought up the topic of medicine. I had forgotten all about it and could only say next time. She uttered a low "oh" and didn't say much else.
