Dashing Student-Chapter 677: Capturing the Top Female Celebrity

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Shen Qinglan’s legs slightly parted, revealing a tantalizingly private area.

Her waist was slender, gracefully extending to her round hips, and her long legs stretched out straight with a cute pink hue at the knees.

Her most intimate area was already moist, with fine golden hair coated in glistening dewdrops, shimmering in the moonlight.

"Don’t look..." Shen Qinglan shyly tried to cover herself with her hands, but Chen Nan gently pulled them away.

His gaze carried a sense of reverence and anticipation, as if he was admiring a priceless work of art.

"Let me take a good look at you." Chen Nan’s voice was filled with tenderness and respect. His eyes roamed over her smooth skin, as if exploring unknown territory.

He knelt between her legs, fingertips starting from her slender ankles, exploring inch by inch upwards.

Her skin felt like silk under his touch, soft like cream, emitting a faint body fragrance mixed with the unique scent of a woman, making him feel ecstatic.

"Here... and here..." His fingers traced her sensitive knee hollows, eliciting a shiver: "All mine."

His voice was low and hoarse, tinged with undisguised excitement and anticipation. After all, this was Shen Qinglan—having a relationship with such a top-tier actress was like hitting the jackpot!

As he touched her most private area, Shen Qinglan suddenly arched her back and let out a soft moan: "Ah!"

Her toes curled, creating creases on the sheets.

"Relax..." Chen Nan soothed, but continued to explore without allowing any refusal.

His middle finger gently parted her delicate petals, probing into the tight, hot passage.

Feeling the warm fluid within her, a mischievous smile appeared on his face: "You’re so wet..."

Shen Qinglan buried her face in the pillow, her earlobes reddening: "Don’t, don’t say it..." Her voice, muffled in the feather pillow, still couldn’t hide the tremor and anticipation within.

Chen Nan chuckled and kissed her tense back, his fingers beginning to draw slow circles.

He could feel her interior gradually moistening, the thin barrier not far from his fingertips.

Her inner walls seemed to suck on his fingers, each withdrawal bringing out more honey.

"It might hurt a bit." He withdrew his fingers, leaning in to whisper in her ear. His breath was warm, brushing her earlobe and causing a shiver.

His erect desire was already seeping transparent fluid, the tip flushed a deep red, expressing his yearning.

Shen Qinglan had no time to respond before feeling a heated hardness pressing against her.

She instinctively clutched the sheets, her nails nearly digging into her palms.

Chen Nan didn’t rush to enter but first used the tip to gently rub her moist entrance, allowing her body to gradually adapt to the unfamiliar sensation.

His swollen desire was slick with her love juices, sliding back and forth over her swollen bud, each stroke eliciting a sweet tremble.

Only when he felt her muscles relax did he slowly push in, his thick shaft gradually parting the pink, untouched secret garden.

"Ah—!"

The tearing pain made Shen Qinglan scream, tears instantly welling up.

She instinctively pushed against his sweaty chest: "Wait... it hurts..." Her nails left red marks on his back.

Chen Nan immediately stopped, tenderly kissing away her tears.

His lips gently touched her cheeks, offering warmth and comfort.

"Breathe, baby, breathe with me." He guided her to take deep breaths while softly stroking her tense inner thighs.

Her skin, like the finest velvet, gradually relaxed under his touch.

Once he felt her slightly adapt, he continued to slowly advance until he was fully enveloped by her tightness.

Her inner walls gripped him like a velvet glove, the heat almost melting him.

"All... in?" Shen Qinglan asked, trembling, her voice laced with tears.

She could feel his thick, long root filling her, her lower abdomen even slightly bulging.

"Yes." Sweat beaded on Chen Nan’s forehead; restraining his movements was sheer agony for him.

His breathing was rapid, his chest heaving, sweat trickling down his nose and dripping onto her flushed nipples.

"Are you okay?" His voice was full of concern, his gaze brimming with tenderness.

Shen Qinglan tried to move her waist but immediately winced in pain: "Such a strange feeling... it hurts yet... so full..." Tears still hung on her lashes, sparkling like tiny diamonds in the light.

Chen Nan leaned in to hold her tighter, their chests pressed closely together.

He could feel her rapid heartbeat gradually synchronize with his own, her soft breasts pressed into enticing shapes against his chest.

"I’ll move now." He lightly kissed the tip of her nose, tasting the salty tears: "Tell me if it hurts too much."

The initial thrusts still made Shen Qinglan frown in pain, but as Chen Nan’s patient and gentle movements continued, the pain slowly gave way to an unusual sense of fullness.

His thick length scraped against her sensitive inner walls, producing slick, sticky sounds.

When he unintentionally brushed a particular spot, she suddenly let out a sweet moan, her toes curling involuntarily.

"There...?" Chen Nan keenly noticed her reaction and adjusted his angle to hit that spot again.

His pubic bone brushed over her swollen bud, causing intense shivers.

"Ah!" Shen Qinglan’s eyes widened in surprise, an unprecedented pleasure shooting up her spine, exploding in her brain like fireworks, "What is this... feels so strange..."

Chen Nan’s lips curved into a smile, sweat sliding down his high nose and dripping onto her reddened nipples: "It’s pleasure, baby."

He increased his pace, every thrust expertly grazing the spot that made her tremble.

Shen Qinglan’s moans grew louder, her legs instinctively wrapping around his lean waist, pulling him deeper.

Her nails dug into the firm muscles of his buttocks, leaving crescent-shaped marks.

Her long hair fanned out on the pillow like a fine black silk.

With his thrusts, her breasts bounced, nipples tracing enticing arcs in the air.

Chen Nan could feel her inner walls starting to contract rhythmically, like countless little mouths sucking on him.

He knew she was close, so he reached down to stroke her slick bud, his thumb moving in fast circles.

"Come with me, baby." He panted, his abs tensing like steel: "Let me feel you."

Shen Qinglan’s pupils dilated, her vision exploding into white light. Her body tensed like a drawn bow, then convulsed violently.

Her passage spasmed, squeezing him, warm love juices flooding onto his tip. freewebnoveℓ.com

The stimulation was too much; Chen Nan let out a low roar, finally allowing himself to release within her tightness.

He thrust deeply, spilling his hot seed into her trembling body.

Their sweat mingled, the air thick with the sweet scent of lust.

Chen Nan’s heavy breathing mingled with Shen Qinglan’s gasps, as if the entire world had shrunk to just the two of them.

As the waves of climax subsided, Chen Nan carefully withdrew from her swollen, ravaged petals.

He lay down and pulled her into his arms, fingers combing through her damp hair.

Shen Qinglan wearily leaned against his chest, listening to his still racing heartbeat.

His broad chest was warm, with clearly defined muscles still bearing the red marks left by her passion.

"Does it hurt?" She asked softly, her fingers lightly touching the marks.

Chen Nan caught her hand, planting a kiss in her palm: "Worth it."

Outside the window, the moonlight quietly climbed the bedpost, casting a silver lining on their entwined bodies.

In this quiet night, their young bodies had finally found the most primal resonance.

This top-tier actress had found the solace in her heart!