What to Do After Being Transported into a Mature-Themed Novel and Caught in a Storm of Passion - Chapter 118

Sweat glistened along Liu Xiuzhe’s chiseled jawline and tensed muscles before dripping onto the woman beneath him. Freed from restraint, he moved with the untamed intensity of a wild horse, his powerful hips driving relentlessly into Xue Zhixiao’s yielding body. His large hands gripped her pale mounds, fingers sinking into the soft flesh as it spilled between them, the firm peaks reshaping under his possessive hold.

Xue Zhixiao’s legs splayed wider, granting him deeper access, and with each forceful thrust, her nectar splashed between them, dotting their joined thighs and the sheets beneath. The rhythmic slap of his sac against her petals mingled with the slick sounds of his thick rod pistoning through her soaked passage. Pleasure coiled tighter within her, her vision swimming with bursts of darkness and dizzying stars as her inner walls fluttered helplessly around him, gripping and releasing in erratic pulses.

Lost in sensation, she could only gasp broken moans into the air—each one spurring Liu Xiuzhe’s frenzy higher. He hauled her hips up to meet his downward drives, plunging into her with pile-driver force, the impact jolting through her frame. His thick length disappeared and reappeared in a blur, glistening with shared wetness, the swollen tip dragging against her most sensitive spots with every stroke.

The bedframe groaned beneath them, its creaks nearly drowning out the symphony of their coupling—her breathy cries, his ragged grunts, the lewd slap of flesh against flesh. It shuddered violently, as if on the verge of collapse under their fervor.

For Xue Zhixiao, time stretched and warped, her senses magnified until every inch of her awareness zeroed in on the thick rod filling her. She mapped each ridge, each throbbing vein, the way his burning tip grazed that sweet, hidden spot inside her, sending electric jolts radiating outward. Her toes curled, her back arched, and her breath hitched as pleasure pooled hot and heavy in her core, threatening to spill over.

Liu Xiuzhe felt her climax building—the telltale clench of her walls, the way her body stiffened beneath him. With a final, deep thrust, he buried himself to the hilt just as her release crashed over her. Her inner muscles clamped down in erratic pulses, milking him as his own control shattered. A flood of thick heat spilled into her depths, their shared peak leaving them both trembling and breathless, locked together in the aftershocks.