A moment of warmth enveloped Wang Dahai.

It was as if he was drifting in a hot spring, warm, comfortable, allowing his entire body to relax completely.

"Ah~"

This moan seemed to clear her entire body and mind.

Her body suddenly tensed up very tightly.

The legs that were kneeling on top of Dahai's body also clenched together tightly.

Ever since breaking up with her first love, she had not dated again, nor had she been with any other men.

She had almost forgotten what it was like to share a bed with a man.

Every cell in her body was cheering and jumping for joy.

She just sat there silently for over ten seconds before she gradually adjusted.

After adapting, she suddenly felt regret.

She had only intended to wander on the brink of danger, yet unexpectedly, she couldn't resist.

Moreover, she was the one who initiated it.

Chen Die bit her lip, feeling indescribably complex inside.

In the darkness, she could only make out Dahai's silhouette, unable to see his face.

She placed her hands against Dahai's body and then slowly lifted her hips a little.

Then she sat down again.

Her body began to tremble once more.

When she tried to rise again, she found that her body had no strength at all.

A mere touch made her limbs go weak, leaving her feeling depleted.

She had never experienced this with her first love.

She knew it was because Dahai was too impressive.

"Wu~"

She was propping herself up with her hands on Dahai's body when suddenly they gave way, losing support, and she collapsed on top of him.

She panted for breath, trying to get up from him, but she couldn't move at all.

A simple movement had her feeling as though she were between heaven and earth.

After a while, she moved her legs, trying to get off him.

Because she felt she couldn't handle Dahai.

Dahai didn't know what was going on with her, but he felt that she seemed to want to leave.

If nothing had happened, that would have been fine.

But now that it had happened, being neither here nor there, wasn't that torture?

Dahai opened his eyes, pretending to be woken up by the commotion.

"Sister Chen?"

Chen Die's body shivered. Was he awake?

She immediately stopped moving, thinking that if she didn't respond, he would soon fall back asleep.

However, Dahai didn't continue sleeping.

She felt that Dahai's hand had grabbed her hips, holding her as she tried to escape in place.

"Sister Chen, you took advantage of me while I was drunk..."

Dahai was at first a bit dazed, then chuckled mischievously, squeezed strongly with his hand, then suddenly sat up from the bed and trained her legs around his waist.

"Ah~"

Chen Die uttered softly, "I, I didn't, please put me down."

She was already regretting it and wanted to leave.

But that's when Dahai woke up.

"Sister Chen, do you really want it?"

"I don't..."

"Not? Then what are you doing now?"

"I..."

Chen Die was at a loss for words.

Dahai freed one hand and grabbed her fullness so tightly that it deformed.

The stimulation from both above and below intensified, instantly magnifying her senses.

Dahai leaned down, pinning her beneath him, "Sister Chen, I'm going to start now, okay?"

"No, don't... Ah!"

Dahai slowly pulled in his waist and then thrust fiercely.

This force made Chen Die feel as if she'd been hit by a locomotive.

Just the beginning, and she couldn't take it anymore, screaming out loud.

As Wang Dahai struck time and again, Chen Die's screams were unending, plaintive and appealing, seductively irresistible.

Her hands frantically slapped the sheets, striking Wang Dahai's back.

"Dahai, no, please stop..."

But the louder she screamed, the more ferocious Wang Dahai became.

Chen Die felt like a leaf hanging on a tree branch, with Wang Dahai as the fierce wind.

And this was not a passing gale but a relentless storm, showing no signs of weakening, only growing stronger.

Eventually, her throat was hoarse from screaming.

Only then did Wang Dahai cover her mouth, sucking on her tongue.

Chen Die, devoid of any resistance, was at his mercy.

Moments later, Wang Dahai suddenly released her tongue, thrusts firmly one last time, and then stopped moving.

Chen Die felt something, desperately hitting him, "You can't let it go in!"

But it was too late for words, she felt it already.

Chen Die was on the verge of tears, filled with regret.

Her plan for the evening was to get Wang Dahai drunk, and then tell him in the morning that they had made love the night before.

Instead, she hadn't controlled her own drinking.

Worse yet, no precautions had been taken.

"Huh~"

Wang Dahai stopped but still held her tight.

He kissed Chen Die's delicate skin, saying, "Sister Chen, does it feel good?"

Chen Die pressed her lips tightly together, remaining silent.

Wang Dahai knew she regretted it, and he too stayed quiet, continuing to kiss and caress her.

Until he became aroused again, he began to move slowly.

"No more, I don't want it... Ah, ah~"

Chen Die's cries arose anew.

After half an hour of this, Chen Die felt as though her body had fallen apart.

And Wang Dahai had left his mark without any protection once again.

When Wang Dahai finally got off her, it was already midnight.

Chen Die's whole body ached from the last few hours, she couldn't even recall how many times Wang Dahai had taken her.

All she knew was that they had never been apart.

This man, like a beast, showed no signs of fatigue, his virility frightening her somewhat.

"Huh~"

Wang Dahai lay in bed, casually switched on the light, and turned his head to see Chen Die lying on her side, her face streaked with tears.

"Sister Chen, aren't you happy?"

Wang Dahai sat up, his face expressionless, "You were the one who called me over, you were the one who insisted I drink, saying it would make me last longer."

"And it was you who undressed."

"You were the one who got on this bed."

"What does your crying mean now?"

"Do you feel, I've taken advantage of you?"

Chen Die's lips quivered, but she couldn't rebut.

She had initiated it.

But she regretted it.

She just hadn't expected Wang Dahai to suddenly come to his senses.

"Let's part on good terms, then."

Wang Dahai got out of bed and picked up his clothes.

"Dahai."

She quickly grabbed Wang Dahai's arm, "I'm not unhappy, nor do I regret it."

She had already given her body; to fall out with Wang Dahai now would be a huge loss for her.

It was a loss that, even if it meant breaking her teeth, she would have to swallow.

"No regrets?" Wang Dahai snorted, "If you've no regrets, why the tears? Someone who doesn't know better might think I was forcing you."

"I, I... It's just a physical reaction," Chen Die explained, "I always do this when I'm excited."

Wang Dahai naturally didn't believe her, but he pretended to be half in doubt, after a few seconds of silence, he walked up, suddenly pinched Chen Die's chin, forcing her mouth open.

Then, he brought her closer to Wang.

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