A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Oh no... I think I pinched him and he got a "pleasure".

Lu Weidong froze on the spot for a moment, then let out a hoarse laugh.

next second.

He patted her buttocks lightly with his large hand.

"Don't rush, we'll be inside soon."

After saying that, he adjusted his posture, supporting the person on his shoulder more steadily, and strode into the building entrance.

The unit door closed behind me, shutting out the cold wind and any possible stares from outside.

Only the sound of his steady footsteps remained in the stairwell, one step at a time, treading on the concrete steps, and also on her wildly beating heart.

Ye Wenxi leaned on his shoulder and could clearly feel the firmness of his shoulder and arm muscles.

It still seemed to have that burning body heat; it was hard to tell if it was his or hers.

"Uh... Lu Weidong..."

Her voice trembled slightly, "You...you need to calm down..."

Lu Weidong didn't stop walking; he even had time to reach for the key to the building entrance.

"I am very calm."

The dim light in the hallway accentuated his sharp jawline and taut neck.

Ye Wenxi closed her eyes.

It’s over.

She could almost "see" what was going to happen next.

The lock turns, you enter the house, close and lock the door, and then...

She knew it was too late to say anything now.

That "whisper" was like a spark thrown into a haystack, igniting him.

And she was that pile of dry straw destined to be burned through.

Lu Weidong is gentle and considerate.

Ye Wenxi never doubted this.

But when he got aroused, he changed.

She became assertive, stubborn, and alluring.

It makes people want to die.

His iron-like body and the vast difference in strength made it impossible for Ye Wenxi to resist.

Even more deadly is...

At this point, Lu Weidong had already mastered the technique.

It's like placing her on a low, burning fire, never letting her fully cook, nor letting her come down.

Reason was gradually drained away, leaving only instinctive, tearful pleas.

This feeling is a mixture of extreme pleasure and physical torment.

Ye Wenxi both loved and feared it.

They both crave the intoxication and fear the exhaustion that follows.

I'm afraid that after the ultimate pleasure, I'll be completely drained of energy, and I won't even be able to lift my fingertips.

She could only melt into a pool of completely soothed, satisfied, and tender spring water in his arms.

And it seems that from this moment on...

She could only let him manipulate her, sinking deeper and deeper into depravity...

Lu Weidong stopped in front of the door.

Ye Wenxi whimpered and moaned, wanting to cry and beg.

But they knew it was all useless.

Instead of immediately taking out his keys, he turned his head to the side:

"Weren't you quite talkative just now?"

Ye Wenxi trembled.

"Now you know fear?" He chuckled again, with a hint of wicked satisfaction.

Then, she heard the sound of a key being inserted into the lock.

"Click".

The door opened.

Lu Weidong carried her into the house.

The moment the door closed.

Ye Wenxi then felt herself being suddenly put on the ground.

The room was dark, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering in from the window, barely outlining his rugged features.

He placed his hands on either side of her ears, encircling her in a small space, and looked down at her.

Her throat tightened, and she was about to say something...

Lu Weidong suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

Their warm lips and tongues intertwined tightly, their breaths mingling completely.

All the subtle resistance and sobs were swallowed up by his scorching breath.

After what seemed like an eternity, Lu Weidong finally released her lips slightly, his forehead pressed against hers, his breath unsteady.

His voice was terribly hoarse, and every word seemed to be ground out from his throat.

"What did you just say?"

Ye Wenxi was still a little dizzy, and her lips were numb from his kisses. She subconsciously...

"N-nothing was said..."

"Didn't say anything?" Lu Weidong chuckled, a hint of danger in his voice.

"Shall I help you remember?"

He had barely finished speaking when his hand started moving.

It's not a solution, it's practically nonsense.

The new lotus-colored cotton-padded jacket she had just put on today had its slanted front buttons roughly torn open by him in a few quick movements.

The collar was askew to one side, revealing the close-fitting cotton shirt underneath.

"My clothes, be careful."

Ye Wenxi felt both heartache and shame, and reached out to gather her clothes.

"Then... take it off yourself."

He told her to do it herself, but he didn't back down an inch.

One leg squeezed between her knees, its strong thigh muscles pressing down on her so hard that she couldn't move.

It made her tremble all over, and her legs went weak.

The lights were off inside; only moonlight shone through.

His shadow completely enveloped her, and his breathing sounded particularly heavy in the silence.

Ye Wenxi's fingertips trembled as she looked at the heaving chest beneath his torn collar, then looked down at her own crooked clothes.

A mixture of shame and a sense of being pressured made her ears burn.

She took a breath and, with trembling hands, began to unbutton the remaining buttons on her shirt.

One.

Two.

The air was so thick it made it hard to breathe.

Lu Weidong had already opened his military jacket, the sound of the metal buckle popping open was particularly clear in the quiet room.

He casually tossed his coat behind him, revealing a white shirt underneath that was slightly damp with sweat.

The collar was tightly constricting his neck. He raised his hand and began to unbutton the collar of his shirt, his movements quick and forceful.

Moonlight streamed in, falling on the bulging lines of his neck and the exposed half of his chest.

Its texture is distinct, and it gleams wildly in the moonlight.

He was like a fully drawn bow, brimming with astonishing power ready to be unleashed.

The moonlight, however, ruthlessly exposed this overwhelming power that was about to spiral out of control.

Ye Wenxi's heart pounded wildly as she looked at him.

Both of them had taken off their outer clothes, leaving only a thin, plain white cotton undershirt that clung to their skin.

The chill made her shiver slightly.

Suddenly he grabbed her wrist and pressed her hand to the ground.

"I'll do the rest myself."

His gaze was deep, burning with intensity, following her bare shoulders to the hollow of her collarbone, and then to the soft curves beneath her bra.

I looked at it very slowly and carefully.

He leaned down, his nose brushing against the most delicate skin on the side of her neck, sending a tingling, ticklish sensation through her.

Then, warm lips descended, pressing against that skin, gently sucking and kissing.

Ye Wenxi trembled, her fingers clenching unconsciously.

Then, she felt a warmer, wetter touch.

He stuck out his tongue and, very quickly and with a mischievous glint, licked the hollow of her collarbone.

Just like that.

Ye Wenxi felt as if he had been struck by a tiny electric current, a tingling sensation rising from his tailbone and instantly spreading to his limbs and bones.

My bones felt weak and limp; I couldn't muster any strength at all.

Lu Weidong noticed her trembling, chuckled softly, and breathed hot air onto her sensitive skin.

"It's gone soft already?" His voice was hoarse and mocking.

"Weren't you pretty bold when you were flirting with me earlier?"

He moved closer, his lips almost touching her ear:

"It's too late now..."