[WARNING! Mature Content ahead!]
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"Lick it," Han Feng ordered, his eyes narrowing into slits as he watched Xue Li's tongue slowly darting out to taste the cum that still clung to her lips. His cock twitched in response, growing even harder as he gazed at the sight.
Xue Li trembled as she licked away the remnants of his release, her face flushing an even deeper shade of red as she struggled to process the overwhelming sensations coursing through her body. The heat and stimulation sent shivers down her spine, leaving her almost on the verge of passing out.
Han Feng chuckled low in his throat, a menacing sound that made Xue Li trembled. "You won't last long in my bed at this rate," he murmured in her ear.
"Y-your majesty?" Xue Li raised her face to meet Han Feng's gaze, he couldn't help but feel a surge of desire course through his veins at the sight. Her flush face was like a beacon calling to him, drawing him in with an irresistible force.
At that moment, Han Feng's eyes narrowed even further as he gazed at Xue Li's innocent form. She was so innocent and yet so alluring, her vulnerability only serving to heighten his desire for her.
Suddenly, Xue Li's tiny frame was cradled by Han Feng's powerful arms as he effortlessly lifted her onto his lap, their bodies submerged in the warm bathwater. The gentle lapping of the waves against their skin only added to the intimate scene.
"Y-your majesty . . ." Xue Li trembled on top of Han Feng, didn't know what to do or where to place her hands.
Han Feng claimed her lips with a possessive kiss, before she could protest, his tongue delving deep into her mouth.
"Breath, Xue Li," he whispered huskily, noticing how Xue Li wasn't breathing again. How cute, he thought.
The water enveloped Xue Li's dress, clinging to every curve and crevice of her body. Her thin undergarments did little to conceal the fullness of her breasts, which rose and fell with each ragged breath she took.
Han Feng couldn't resist the urge to cup them in his hands, feeling their softness like silk against his palms as he pinched her nipples, making them stiffen even further.
As he explored her mouth with his tongue, Xue Li's moans and gasps became hypnotic sirens, drawing Han Feng deeper into the vortex of their passion. His desire grew more insatiable by the second, until he couldn't help himself as he bit down on her lower lip, tasting the sweetness of her blood.
"Augh . . ., your majesty . . ." Xue Li's cries were music to Han Feng's ears, fueling his arousal even further as he ravished her lips with a ferocity that left them both breathless.
His tongue then gently licked the blood from her lip before trailing down to her neck. With a harsh rip, he tore apart her uniform, exposing her breasts and sending shivers coursing through Xue Li's body.
Han Feng immediately claimed one nipple into his mouth while his other hand kneaded and pinched the other, sending waves of ecstasy crashing through Xue Li's senses. She couldn't do anything but writhe in pleasure as she begged.
"Your majesty . . . X-Xue Li . . . Xue Li is about to pass out," she heaved.
"Breath, Xue li. Lean in to me," Han Feng instructed, his voice low and rasp.
Xue Li did as she was told, circling her hands around Han Feng's neck as she rested her head against his shoulder.
Han Feng's hands parted Xue Li's legs, positioning her core against his cock as he began to grind into her with increasing intensity.
"Your majesty!" Xue Li cried out, her voice muffled by Han Feng's demanding kiss.
"Call me Feng," he murmured, his eyes burning with desire.
Xue Li moaned louder and louder before she covered her mouth in shame from how loud she was as Han Feng intensified his thrusts, grinding into her more forcefully. Her body jolted when his engorged cock brushed against her clit, rubbing it fiercely and sending waves of pleasure coursing through her veins.
"Your answer?" Han Feng asked, his eyes locked onto hers with an unspoken demand for submission.
Xue Li remained silent, a low moan escaping from between her lips as her vaginal folds were stretched taut around the invading flesh.
Han Feng circled his hands over her hair, pulling it slightly to prompt Xue Li to lean back against his chest. His fingers dug into her scalp as he pulled her head back, exposing the vulnerable curve of her neck. His lips closed around it like a vice, sucking hard enough to leave marks that would linger long after their passion had subsided.
"Call me by my name," Han Feng insisted, his hips grinding faster and harder against Xue Li's core.
Xue Li's lips trembled as her breath hitched in her throat. "F-Feng . . . ," she whispered, her voice barely audible over the sound of their ragged breathing.
The softness and weakness of her voice was like a trigger to Han Feng's passion, causing him to lose control. He immediately pulled Xue Li to her knees, raising her butt into the air as he continued to grind into her with reckless abandon.
With a swift rip, he tore off Xue Li's skirt and ripped away her undergarments before slamming back into her wet vaginal folds.
Her pussy was cold against the heat of his cock, but Han Feng didn't care –– it only added to the pleasure that coursed through him like wildfire. It felt like he had finally found the perfect body to satisfy the burning heat within him that wouldn't calm down.
The water and slickness of their cum created a sensation that made Han Feng groan in pleasure and release. Their breaths and voices mingled in the heat of the moment as Xue Li collapsed onto his tub, while Han Feng immediately steadied her, his hands cradling her hips as he continued to move between her silken folds with slow, deliberate strokes.
Satisfied, Han Feng wrapped his arms around Xue Li's form from behind, her heavy breathing a gentle rhythm against his chest.
"My dear Xue Li . . . from now on, you won't be a maid but my woman," he whispered into her ear, his hot breath sending shivers down her spine.
Xue Li didn't say anything, but a small smile spread across her face as she settled deeper onto Han Feng's chest. Her body relaxed against him, molding to his curves like putty in his hands.
As they sat there together, the warm water lapping at their skin and the air thick with the smell of their passion, Han Feng couldn't help but feel a sense of possessiveness wash over him. He pulled Xue Li closer, his fingers tangling in her hair as he buried his face in the curve of her neck.