Yang Ruoshui caught a glimpse of annoyance in Chen Nan’s words, the corner of her mouth lifted slightly with a hint of reproach, "Hmph, you clueless fool."
"Can’t you see that when a woman invites you at a ti like this, it’s not just about getting so sleep?"
Her fingers were no longer simply tracing circles.
They beca bolder, slowly wandering along the muscle contours of Chen Nan’s chest.
Not missing an inch of skin.
The tips of her fingers seed to carry flas, igniting a burning heat wherever they touched, throwing Chen Nan’s heartbeat into chaos and his breathing beca increasingly rapid.
She looked at Chen Nan with burning eyes, and her breaths ca out in quick gasps, "Can’t you feel it? My entire body feels like it’s on fire."
"I want you, your strong body entangled tightly with mine, a pleasure so intense it makes our souls scream and ld in desire."
Yang Ruoshui’s voice grew even softer and more seductive, her gaze foggy with intoxication burning so fiercely in her eyes that it nearly consud Chen Nan.
She lightly lifted her body, pressing her voluptuous breasts against Chen Nan’s arm, the soft touch sending his head spinning.
It also amazed Chen Nan at the middle-aged beauty’s directness and wildness.
He had never imagined that Yang Ruoshui would actually want to sleep with him...
Yang Ruoshui leaned close to Chen Nan’s ear, her warm and moist breath laced with the fragrance of alcohol caressing his ear, whispering, "In this long and sultry afternoon, I long for your touch, your kisses."
"Every inch of my skin yearns to be ignited by you, this yearning is driving
mad."
As she spoke, her hand slowly slid downward, coming to a rest between Chen Nan’s legs.
Her fingers grazed the slumbering Inheritor with a touch so light it was almost not there.
Sotis pinching, sotis brushing past.
Each contact was like an electric current striking straight into Chen Nan’s heart.
In an instant.
Chen Nan’s lower body reacted involuntarily.
"Being with you, I feel as if I’ve rediscovered that primal impulse of a woman, a mad craving for a man, my body is already ready for you."
Her gaze beca even more hazy, veiled with a layer of desire, filled with blatant seduction, and her longing eyes were like a hungry wolf eyeing its prey.
As a woman of a certain age, she had her own physical needs.
Not to ntion that Chen Nan was handso and radiated masculinity, which enthralled her.
And the influence of alcohol only made her act more straightforward, uttering such explicit words.
Chen Nan’s body trembled violently, he felt as if he was in the midst of a dangerous yet alluring sea of desire, surrounded by the tumultuous waves of carnal hunger, ready to drown him completely.
"Sister Yang, we can’t do this... this is too crazy..." His voice was hoarse as he tried to restrain the desires bursting within him, beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
Although he was a scoundrel who liked beautiful won.
But.
All the won around him were within his control.
But Yang Ruoshui was different.
She was the warden of Jizhou Prison.
As a key prison in the country, to beco the warden of Jizhou Prison, one had to be a bona fide deputy provincial-level official.
Such a woman posed a tricky challenge to him, making him feel extrely endangered.
"Crazy?" Yang Ruoshui’s lips curled into a thought-provoking arc, "If one never experiences this kind of madness in life, that is the true regret."
"I don’t want to suppress my emotions anymore, I don’t want to be bound by those hypocritical morals and rules."
"Look at you, don’t you have any male desire for ?"
"Your body is being way more honest than your mouth right now." Saying this, her face filled with affection as she grasped the robust object beneath his Daoist robe, her eyes revealing a shocked gaze, clearly she had not expected Chen Nan’s assets to be so substantial.
Chen Nan’s face flushed with embarrassnt, wishing he could find a hole to crawl into as he feebly said, "Sister Yang, you’ve had too much to drink, let
get you a glass of water!" As he tried to stand up, Yang Ruoshui pressed him down onto the bed.
Yang Ruoshui leaned in close again, her soft lips no longer just lightly brushing. Instead, she began to suck fiercely on Chen Nan’s neck, leaving deep kiss marks as though branding him with her signature.
Her tongue, restless, slid out, licking his neck, the warm, damp sensation electrifying Chen Nan’s body.
"Little brother, don’t resist, let’s fully enjoy this wonderful mont. Let us sink together into this madness of desire."
Her voice carried a magnetic power that was impossible to refuse, and in this atmosphere, thick with implicit aning, Chen Nan felt his rationale gradually dissipating, as if in the next second it would be completely swept away by the torrent of desire.
Yang Ruoshui’s fiery passion nearly shattered Chen Nan’s last bit of sanity.
Her scorching kisses traveled up Chen Nan’s neck, eventually pressing firmly against his lips.
Her kiss was fervent and wild as if to release all her suppressed emotions in this instant.
Her tongue aggressively pried open Chen Nan’s teeth, tangling with his, exploring and demanding, their saliva intermingling and conveying an indescribable desire.
In front of a woman, Chen Nan’s willpower was always weak, not to ntion Yang Ruoshui’s proactive ardor, instantly sweeping away any sense of rationality and pride he had left.
His face full of deep affection, he reciprocated Yang Ruoshui’s kisses, his hands caressing her back, feeling her skin’s warmth and smoothness.
Yang Ruoshui, sensing Chen Nan’s response, beca even bolder. She quickly undid the Daoist robe he wore, revealing his broad chest, strong abs, and that robust item...
When she saw Chen Nan’s fearso Inheritor, Yang Ruoshui’s beautiful eyes showed an undeniably alard expression as if she had witnessed sothing inconceivable.
Then, her alarm turned to admiration and heat; her face flushed as she looked at Chen Nan without concealing the joy in her heart, "Little brother, you’re really huge. To swallow it must be a wondrous thing!"
Upon saying this, her face seductively unbuttoned the shirt buttons.
As the buttons ca undone one by one, the shirt slowly opened, revealing Yang Ruoshui’s figure that could send one’s blood racing, on full display for Chen Nan.
Her neck was pale and graceful, like a swan’s, its lines softly trailing down.
Her collarbones were delicate and distinct, like two enchanting gemstone necklaces set upon her body, slightly indented in the light, holding barely-there beads of sweat that shimred captivatingly.
Lower still was an expanse of dazzlingly white skin, as delicate as the finest silk without a single flaw.
Her breasts were full and proud, their rounded shapes like ripened peaches, with cherry red nipples peering out, trembling faintly and appearing and disappearing with each of her rapid breaths, each pulsation seemingly confessing a primal desire.
The cleavage was deep and enticing, like a pathway to a mysterious garden, inspiring endless fantasies...
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