She was completely sprawled on top of Wang Dahai, her delicate body covering his.

Her buttocks, unskilled, rubbed up and down.

Through friction, she stimulated and captured waves of ongoing pleasure.

However, this level of friction only made her happy in the beginning.

As time passed, she became dissatisfied.

She wanted more.

She wanted… to consume Wang Dahai.

Yet, having little experience, she tried several times but failed to devour him.

The more desperately she wanted it, the more unattainable it was.

This left her somewhat distressed.

After several more attempts, Chen Die suddenly threw off the blanket on top of her.

Then she rose from her position on top of him.

Her knees propped on either side of Wang Dahai's body, she maintained a distance, and with one hand reached backwards, steadying Wang before slowly finding her position.

Then, taking a deep breath and biting her teeth, she slowly sat down.

"Ah~"

The moment she went deep, Chen Die uncontrollably cried out.

As soon as she made a sound, she immediately covered her mouth and looked down at Wang Dahai.

When she looked down, she saw that Wang Dahai had opened his eyes and was staring at her with a somewhat sleepy gaze.

Chen Die's heart raced, feeling like she was caught red-handed doing something naughty.

"Sister Chen, you…"

Wang Dahai seemed to have just woken up, then with the bodily changes, he immediately understood what had happened.

Their eyes met, and both remained silent for a long time.

After a while, Chen Die finally said, "Dahai, I, I…"

Wang Dahai did not speak, nor did he let her speak, he caught her arm, pulled her down, hooked her neck, and forcefully blocked her mouth.

Their tongues entwined, leaving her no chance to speak.

The strong masculine scent from Wang Dahai overwhelmed Chen Die, making her lose her senses.

Wang Dahai caught her buttocks, lifted them, and then slammed them down emphatically.

"Ah~"

Unable to withstand it, Chen Die arched her head back, breaking away from his tongue, and cried out.

Wang Dahai struck her buttocks even harder, each time causing her soul to tremble.

"No, no more, Dahai, be gentle, I can't take it anymore…"

Chen Die started to plead.

However, this was just the beginning.

Wang Dahai picked her up, flipped her over, they switched positions, and Wang Dahai began furiously and fiercely thrusting.

Wave after wave of sound.

Chen Die experienced moments of fainting.

Pleasure, delight, the ultimate stimulation.

This young body was filled with a power she couldn't resist.

Half an hour later, Wang Dahai lay on top of her, panting heavily, and said, "Sister Chen, do you feel good?"

"Mm, mm," Chen Die responded weakly.

After a while, she felt Wang Dahai was reacting again, suddenly feeling a bit scared.

"Dahai, not anymore, I, I can't take it anymore."

Wang Dahai paused, grunted, and then slowly withdrew, lying beside her.

Chen Die lay on her side, gazing at his profile, and once more feeling her own body.

From last night's exertion, she needed a whole day to recover.

But now, she felt exhausted again.

Her legs felt weak and sore, and there, too, felt somewhat painful.

Wang Dahai hadn't expected her body to be so fragile.

After resting for a while, Chen Die quietly looked down and was surprised to see him still erect.

Yet at the same time, she felt somewhat moved.

Even so, he didn't forcefully demand more.

She suddenly felt very strange.

Before they crossed the last barrier in their relationship, Dahai used to touch her in ways she found uncomfortable every time he saw her, regardless of her willingness.

But after they had crossed that barrier, he began to respect her.

This change in attitude surprised and confused her.

At the same time, it also moved her a bit.

"Dahai, are you feeling very uncomfortable?" she asked softly and shyly.

"It's okay," Dahai forced a smile. "Sister Chen, you should go to sleep. I'll be fine soon."

"Oh."

Chen Die curled up in his arms, quiet and docile like a kitten.

She kept her head down and stared at Dahai.

Time ticked by.

However, Dahai's condition didn't subside at all.

A thought suddenly popped into her mind. Should I use my mouth to help him?

She was startled by her own thought as soon as it surfaced.

How could I have such a thought?

I clearly hate him so much...

Yet, this thought grew stronger and stronger.

Maybe this thought arose because of the change in Dahai's attitude towards her.

Chen Die felt she was despicable.

He had been so disrespectful to her before, and just the change in demeanor today had triggered such thoughts in her.

But no matter how she tried to suppress it, the thought was irrepressible.

"Dahai."

"Hmm? What is it?"

"Do, do you want me to help you?"

"Help me?" Dahai was a bit surprised, as if he was seeing her for the first time.

"Yeah, you know, help you 'get it out.'"

She pointed at his lower part.

Dahai hesitated, then said, "If Sister Chen doesn't want to, it's okay, I can endure it."

The more understanding he was, the stronger Chen Die's impulses became.

This time, Chen Die didn't speak; she went straight into action.

She sat up, crawled beneath Dahai, cupped him in her hands, parted her red lips, and took him in.

Seeing her do this, Dahai was extremely shocked.

He had thought that Chen Die's offer to help meant using her hand.

Instead, it was with this.

Was this woman really that desperate?

No wonder people say every woman harbors a demon inside.

Some women keep their demons deeply hidden, controlling them no matter the circumstance.

While others have their demons gradually coaxed out.

Chen Die initially just wanted to help Dahai, but when she voluntarily tried, she found that her body was responding again.

She felt very strange, clearly she was helping Dahai, but why was she feeling aroused?

She didn't understand, but that didn't stop her reaction from becoming increasingly intense.

Slowly, she adjusted her position, kissing Dahai while straddling his thighs, tightly wrapping her legs around him, rubbing up and down.

This made Dahai's eyes widen.

This woman had strong needs.

"Sister Chen."

"Uh~" Chen Die looked up at him, her eyes almost laced with desire.

Dahai patted his chest. "Turn around."

Chen Die didn't understand at first, but after a delayed reaction, a flush of shyness washed over her.

Seeing that she hesitated, Dahai didn't rush her.

After a while, Chen Die sluggishly shifted her body and finally, positioned herself completely on top of him.

Her round, full buttocks faced him.

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