Su Qinglan didn't wait a single second longer. Rising up slightly on her knees, she used one hand to guide his thick, throbbing hardness directly against her aching entrance.
She aligned herself carefully, and then, with a slow, deliberate drop of her hips, she plunged down, taking him fully inside her.
The sudden, tight heat of her honey pot swallowing him whole made Han Jue absolutely mortified by her sheer boldness.
"Gasp~"
He let out a loud, strangled gasp, his fingers instantly digging into the bed beneath him. He was too stunned to speak, completely paralyzed by the overwhelming pleasure of having her stretch tightly around his length.
He could only watch with wide, blown-out pupils as she took complete control and played with his body just the way she wanted.
As the initial stretch adjusted, Su Qinglan let out a soft, trembling sigh, her internal muscles clenching tightly around him.
