Attention Sir, I Have Your Heart Handcuffed!-Chapter 333 - 216: Your Unwavering Heart, Nian You as Before_4
"...I’m a married woman!"
"No, you’re not." He patiently swayed his body to help her adjust to his presence, passionately yet domineeringly denying her words by her ear, "You’re not... I told you, tonight you’re still the you of the past, not married to Xiang Yuan. You’re perfect as ever."
"But it’s not like this..."
She was like being in a pan of boiling oil, drenched in sweat, so slippery that it was impossible to escape. Her hands on the iron bars were tightly locked by the handcuffs, making escape impossible.
She murmured tearfully, "But you said you’ve never had a girlfriend, you still... still..."
"Oh~" He drew in a breath sharply, "Are you doubting that I have no experience, that I don’t know how to please you?"
He bit her earlobe, whispering melodiously, "...Don’t worry, I have more than enough."
More than enough?
This bastard, what does he mean he has more than enough? Is he boasting about... size?
She tightened her body with all her might, trying to resist his already patient onslaught.
"I mean, I’m... I’m not inexperienced; and you..."
He laughed hoarsely, slowly but forcefully breaching the gates, patiently conquering the territory bit by bit.
The silky smooth sensation felt as if he was diving into a shimmering silver moonlit hot spring. Gentle waves steadily surged, swallowing him whole...
He could no longer restrain himself, launching his first fierce assault.
In a rhythm like galloping horses, he shouted wildly in her ear, "...My first time was with you. Can you feel it? You silly girl, it’s all for you!"
Shi Nian couldn’t help but sob softly.
This fierce tempo, she was experiencing for the first time—yet ironically enough, it felt so familiar.
The ripples surging from deep within her body, the wild joy at the very core of her soul, why did it feel so familiar?
Perhaps not like this, perhaps... it was a softer tongue, more delicate fingertips, yet the joy it brought was exactly the same. She could only be swallowed by ecstasy, losing her senses, crying.
In the moment when endless fireworks suddenly brightened the sky, he buried himself deeply, refusing to pull back even a little.
In the most fitting tremors, he whispered softly by her ear, "I’m bad, so I prepared in advance, don’t be afraid."
What preparations did he make?
At the time, she was too weak to discern, only knowing he authentically trembled deeply within, without any barriers.
Until half an hour later, when he carried her into the bathtub, as they sat facing each other... she finally understood what those preparations were.
It was a new type of liquid.
He mischievously wrapped her hands to help apply it, feeling like bath gel.
Before it was fully applied, he was already panting as he embraced her, sitting up...
Midway he’d pull away, letting her continue to help apply, and again midway, stopping short... thus, she actually had to help apply many times, and he—finally after the last application, could no longer hold back, releasing deeply once again.
That night, her hands were burning hot because of him all night long.
.
Throughout the night, both inside and outside the window, the sound of waves lingered nonstop.
Finally, when the soft dawn light rippled at the junction of sea sky, they calmed down together with the waves.
She was so exhausted she immediately fell into a deep sleep.
She had never been this tired before, never dared to imagine, that a man claiming it was his first, could be so exhausting.
Just as she slipped into slumber, her mind blurring between dream and reality, she felt him actually slipping in again from behind...
Their hands were cuffed together all night, yet he could still move skillfully, sometimes facing her, sometimes turning to her back... this rascal.
She was simply too exhausted, too tired to give any response.
He had full control throughout, no longer intense, just merging with tender affection.
Midway, he looked up at her face, leaned to her sleeping ear, whispering softly and slowly.
"...Silly girl, this is our first time—face to face, the visible first."
"And the real first time... I was so bad, in the darkness of the past, I had already taken it."
"It doesn’t matter if your memory forgot, let’s start over. Sleeping Beauty, tonight is our first, just remember this."
He softly kissed her hair, speaking gently, "Sleep, my Sleeping Beauty."
He wouldn’t forcibly awaken her dream, he would only try to walk back into her dream himself, in that dark dream, holding her hand.
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[Today is two Chapters combined. See you tomorrow~]
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