Her eyes drifted back to Eren, her guilt battling with an undeniable pull. The heat radiating from him was intoxicating, enveloping her in an invisible aura that seemed to beckon her closer.
She told herself it was irrational, that her feelings were born of loneliness and exhaustion. But the more she looked at him, the harder it became to deny the magnetism that drew her in.
His features, youthful yet defined, carried a rugged charm that seemed out of place for someone his age.
The energy pulsing through the room was unlike anything she had ever felt, and it awakened something primal within her. As the minutes stretched on, Lin Yue found herself seated beside him, her hand resting lightly on his arm.
The feverish heat of his skin seeped into her palm, sending a shiver down her spine. She leaned closer, her breath hitching as she traced the contours of his face with her eyes.
"It's just the fever," she whispered, as if trying to convince herself. But the words felt hollow, her body betraying her rationality.
The yang energy emanating from Eren's body was palpable, an unseen force that wrapped around her like a cocoon. It was unlike anything she had ever experienced, an irresistible pull that left her breathless.
Her hand moved almost of its own accord, brushing against his chest, the hard planes of muscle beneath his shirt igniting a fire she thought long extinguished.
Her gaze lowered to the bulge straining against his trousers, as if begging to be released and consume her, her breath catching in her throat.
The raw energy radiating from him was overwhelming, like standing at the edge of a blazing inferno. It wasn't just desire; it was a need—a visceral, all-consuming urge that drowned out every voice of reason.
Trembling, she reached for the waistband of his trousers, her movements tentative, almost reverent.
As she peeled away the fabric slowly, the full force of his Heavenly Yang Constitution became evident. His body radiated an unnatural warmth, the sheer potency of his energy leaving her light-headed.
Lin Yue hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew she was crossing a line, one that could never be uncrossed.
But in that moment, the loneliness, the yearning, and the magnetic pull of his yang energy converged into a singular, undeniable truth: she needed this.
Eren's body was a sprawling expanse of uncontrollable arousal, his erect cock jutting out from his trousers like a steel rod, hot and pulsing with the need for release.
Lin Yue, unable to resist the temptation any longer, positioned herself between Eren's legs, her eyes locked onto that throbbing rod of masculinity.
She slowly removed her lock of hair behind her ears and bent forward with an open mouth, ready to take in that huge tower. She could really feel the heat and smell on close proximity, something that turned her even more than she already was.
Her panties were already wet from this small action. Just imagining what might happen next the moment she will fill her mouth with it, was something that she couldn't think any further but decided to go on ahead and experience it.
Her tongue darted out, tracing a slow, deliberate path along the length of Eren's shaft. He twitched in response, his unconscious body responding to her touch like a wild animal in heat.
With her swift tongue movements, she slowly pulled down the foreskin of Eren's shaft and that's when the smell of it hit her the most.
Taking in a deep breath through her nose, she closed her eyes and with a light kiss on the tip, she finally wrapped her lips around the head of Eren's cock, sucking on it gently at first, enveloping him in a hot, wet embrace.
Her moan echoed around the room as she felt the taste of precum on her tongue, blending with the salty tang of his skin.
She moved her head up and down, taking in more of that hardness into her mouth with each pass. Her left hand found its way to his left hip while the right one stroked his length from base to tip, lewdly groaning at how thick and veiny it was.
She could feel it. The heat that his shaft emanated was something that might burn the insides of her mouth, but strangely she didn't fear but wanted more of it.
Not to forget, his shaft was so long and thick that her jaws were already full from just swinging half of his thing in her.
As she began to suck and bob her head, her tongue swirled and teased the sensitive skin, she couldn't help but let out a low, guttural moan.
The feeling of pleasure that was denied to her from the start of her marriage was suddenly being rekindled with the actions that she just performed.
She could feel the pre-cum dripping from the tip and she lapped it up greedily with a loud slurping noise that filled the room.
The sound of their combined moans echoed off the walls as she bobbed faster, taking more of him in with each movement. Her fingers dug into his hips, urging him to take her deeper while she sucked harder on his shaft.
Meanwhile, her own body was not being neglected. While with one hand she tightly gripped the phallus that she currently bobbed down on, her hand was not to be left alone.
She reached down, running her fingers over her sensitive and erect nipples, pinching and pulling at them as she continued to work Eren's cock with her mouth.
That hand, after teasing her breast and her erect nipples, slowly went down between her legs, fingers slick with her own arousal as she explored her own depths.
She was dripping wet, her own juices running down her thighs as she pleasured herself while giving Ashen the ultimate oral pleasure, who was unfortunately conscious. The smell of sex filled the air as they both became lost in the sensation of pleasure.