Chapter 1793: Chapter 1790: Harder
Xu Wendong moved with neither haste nor delay, his fingers exploring each sensitive spot in that warm area, feeling every tremble and contraction of Qing Niao’s body.
As Qing Niao’s moans grew more urgent, he slightly quickened his pace, and his other hand wasn’t idle either, kneading her soft breasts, his thumb gently rubbing those rosy nipples.
Qing Niao’s body was like a flame ignited, twisting more intensely, murmuring from her mouth: "I can’t take it, I want to..."
However, just as she was about to reach her climax, Xu Wendong suddenly slowed his movements, switching to gentle teasing.
"Don’t... don’t stop, I want you..." Qing Niao pleaded with a sobbing voice, her eyes filled with a mist of desire.
Xu Wendong revealed a mischievous smile on his face, whispering in her ear: "Take it slow, I want you to enjoy it thoroughly."
Saying this, he slowly withdrew his fingers, both hands grasping Qing Niao’s waist, flipping her over to lay her on the bed.
Qing Niao’s hips were raised high, enticing like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
Xu Wendong kneaded her buttocks forcefully, eliciting a tingling moan from Qing Niao.
Then, Xu Wendong slowly moved closer, aiming his lower body at that damp, hot place but not eager to enter, only gently rubbing, provoking Qing Niao to incessantly twist her hips backward, eager to meet him.
"Please, come in quickly..." Qing Niao almost cried as she begged.
Only then did Xu Wendong thrust his hips abruptly, burying himself deeply in Qing Niao’s body.
"Ah!"
Qing Niao screamed aloud, her hands tightly clutching the bedsheet, her knuckles turning white from the effort.
Xu Wendong began to move rhythmically, starting at a slow pace, each impact causing Qing Niao’s body to tremble slightly, the room filled only with their heavy breathing and occasional moans.
As Qing Niao’s moans grew louder, Xu Wendong’s speed gradually increased, gripping Qing Niao’s shoulders tightly, their bodies colliding constantly, producing a loud slapping sound.
"You’re so tight, baby, I can’t hold it." Xu Wendong said through gritted teeth, his hands firmly grasping Qing Niao’s shoulders.
Qing Niao turned her head, looking at Xu Wendong with dreamy eyes, playfully teasing, "Then don’t hold it, come on, harder."
Hearing this, Xu Wendong moved more wildly, their bodies continually clashing, creating a loud slapping sound.
Outside the window, the neon lights still flickered, the light spilling through the curtains onto their sweat-drenched bodies, casting an ambiguous reflection.
The bedsheets were already soaked with sweat, tangled messily between their legs.
Qing Niao’s cries grew louder, her body starting to convulse uncontrollably.
Xu Wendong felt Qing Niao’s body contracting violently, knowing she was about to reach her climax, so his movements grew more intense, his speed accelerating further.
Finally, Qing Niao let out a long scream, her body quivering like an electric shock, reaching her climax.
Xu Wendong also released completely at this moment, burying himself deeply in Qing Niao’s body, feeling each other’s heartbeat and breath.
Their bodies remained closely connected, neither willing to separate first, savoring the afterglow of their passion.
Their bodies stuck close under the envelopment of dripping sweat, their rapid breathing gradually calming, the aftertaste of their recent passion, like lingering smoke, wafting through this intimate room.
However, in Qing Niao’s eyes, the flame of desire still burned fiercely, she panted lightly, her flushed cheeks full of longing.
"Wendong, I still want more..." Qing Niao’s soft voice carried a hint of coyness, gently echoing in the quiet air.
Before Xu Wendong could respond, she moved her delicate body like a water snake, her legs securely straddling Xu Wendong’s sturdy waist.
Her hands gently rested on his broad chest, the subtle touch sparking a growing heat within her heart.
Her long hair cascaded like ink, resembling black satin, partially covering her face that had become even more captivating due to her lust.
Xu Wendong slightly tilted his head, gazing deeply at Qing Niao’s proactive passion, his eyes full of indulgence and fervent love, seemingly wanting to melt her completely.
His hands gently rested on Qing Niao’s slender waist, his fingertips stroking her skin that felt like Sheep Jade, absorbing the fiery warmth emanating from her body, as if it could ignite the surrounding air.
Qing Niao slowly twisted her slender waist, her movements initially gentle and calming, like a spring breeze brushing over a lake, creating layers of gentle ripples, she seemed to be savoring the delight she had longed for.
Her hips moved rhythmically up and down, guiding their closely connected bodies, each move seemed to convey her heart’s love.
As the pleasure rose gradually, her movements became more bold and uninhibited, her mouth once again releasing soul-stirring moans.
The sound resembled tiny hooks, gripping Xu Wendong’s heartstrings directly, echoing in the quiet room, causing his heart to race.
"You’re truly a teasing little vixen." Xu Wendong’s voice was hoarse and full of desire, unconsciously increasing the strength in his hands, gently kneading Qing Niao’s waist, trying to match her increasingly fast rhythm.
Qing Niao looked down at Xu Wendong, her eyes dreamy and seductive, like a bottomless spring lake, her mouth curved into a satisfied and alluring smile.
Then, she abruptly quickened her pace, her body moving vigorously, her full breasts bouncing up and down like waves, dizzying onlookers.
As the passion continued to rise, Qing Niao’s movements gradually became somewhat weak and weary.
Xu Wendong immediately understood, his hands firmly grasping Qing Niao’s waist, swiftly flipping her over, pressing her steadily beneath him.
He slightly bent over, his scorching lips kissing down Qing Niao’s white jade-like neck, like a greedy beast leaving one fiery mark after another on her skin, every kiss filled with endless love and desire.
Qing Niao raised her graceful neck like an elegant swan, her long legs twining tightly around Xu Wendong’s waist like vines.
Her hands clung desperately to his back, her nails slightly digging into his flesh, seemingly wanting to merge him completely into her body, constantly urging in a soft voice: "Deeper, Wendong..."
Xu Wendong began moving rhythmically, the speed not fast, but each thrust contained full strength.
Each hit made Qing Niao’s body tremble slightly, her gentle moans continuous, like a symphony full of desire.
Unaware of how much time passed, Qing Niao’s body again shivered violently, leaning close to Xu Wendong’s ear, whispering faintly: "I want to change positions..."
