Tang Lanyan, who had never felt fear before, suddenly felt an uncontrollable, strange unease rise within her.
It was as if what was about to happen was extremely bad, utterly irreversible!
For the first time ever, Tang Lanyan's hands, which were braced against Luo Shaowen's chest, tightened, and she uttered a soft, menacing sound: "No..."
It carried a hint of softness and allure; this "softening" of such a strong woman was incredibly arousing, stirring a powerful urge to ravage her.
Luo Shaowen didn't stop; instead, he leaned in to kiss Tang Lanyan's pink, swollen nipples.
In this position, Tang Lanyan's large, full breasts, like hanging peaches and melons, were right before Luo Shaowen, their nipples erect and alluringly red.
"Pop~"
His large mouth sucked and nibbled at the areola and nipple together; Tang Lanyan's strong body was exceptionally different from others.
The large breasts were full, firm, and soft, pressing against his chest with such abundance, yet without the slightest sagging.
Where the breasts met his ribs, there was a clean, distinct arc, like a giant melon suspended in mid-air, plump and smooth as a bee's belly.
The rounded, rounded curve of the upper edge of the breasts was not much less pronounced than the lower edge.
If it weren't for the truly astonishing amount of breasts, stretching the breast muscles diagonally and taut from the shoulders and armpits, they would never have sagged so prominently on his chest like large teardrops.
Tang Lanyan simply bent over slightly, and her snow-white breasts were almost pressed against Luo Shaowen's face, making it easy for him to alternately suckle the large breasts with just a slight tilt of his neck.
He leaned back while sucking on the nipples, stretching the full breasts even more elongated, like oval-shaped melons, but the incredibly firm elasticity of the breasts pulled the tender areolas out slightly in a tug-of-war.
Luo Shaowen released his grip, and her large breasts immediately trembled and bounced back to their original position.
However, the nipples that had been exposed were even redder and more erect than before, and the pink areolas, glistening with saliva, seemed slightly enlarged, making them even more alluring and seductive.
"Mmm~"
Tang Lanyan seemed unable to bear it any longer; her delicate, pink toes curled slightly, causing the white sheets beneath her to wrinkle.
"Let's make a bet," Luo Shaowen said, lifting his head and gently licking his lips.
"I can make you orgasm without penetration."
Tang Lanyan seemed somewhat puzzled, staring intently at the man who was about to "make a bet" with her.
She had a vague feeling that this bet was very disadvantageous to her. After entangled with Luo Shaowen on the bed for a while, she felt a fine sweat breaking out on her back, a strange heat seemingly seeping into her body through every pore.
Her body couldn't help but stir with desire—if she closed her eyes, she had the illusion that the person opposite her was Xiao Dong. She desperately didn't want to have such thoughts, because they made her feel weak and a strange sense of guilt towards Xiao Dong.
Tang Lanyan wasn't without the urge to completely resist; in fact, that was her instinctive choice.
But for some reason, every time this thought crossed her mind, a familiar, gentle voice, like Zhi Ran's whisper in her ear, seemed to urge her to endure a little longer…
There were only two people in the world who could change her mind.
One was Xiao Dong, and the other was Zhi Ran.
Seeing that Tang Lanyan didn't respond, Luo Shaowen wasn't annoyed. His hands began to roam over Tang Lanyan's body.
Those hands seemed to possess a strange magic; her slender legs, which wouldn't even tremble after kicking through armored steel plates, trembled slightly with the touch of his large hands.
The tingling, electric-like sensation that lingered where he touched her lingered for a long time.
As his large hands moved upwards from her buttocks, tracing her beautiful back, they slipped under her armpits and cupped her full, round breasts. His fingers grasped them, the flesh sliding across his palm, the hard nipples held within, repeatedly kneaded with varying pressure.
Then, following the rounded curve of her breasts, his hands slid down her ribcage and waist, returning to her buttocks.
Tang Lanyan's breathing quickened. These large hands seemed to possess magic—firm, hot, skillfully manipulated, yet carrying a strange, tingling sensation.
The places touched warmed, trembling as if tiny shivers were about to rise.
She had no idea that her body, capable of dismantling tanks with her bare hands and rolling through steel jungles, would be so sensitive to these hands.
Luo Shaowen's hands returned to Tang Lanyan's thighs, near the back of her knees, cupping her thighs. Her thighs were spread wide, the muscles at the groin taut and smooth, bulging out the firm, rounded curves of her buttocks.
Her vulva was full and round, like snow, adorned with a small tuft of light pubic hair.
Above the peach-like cleft, a narrow, Y-shaped area, barely wider than a thumb, was covered in fine, sparse hair, almost indistinguishable from a white tiger's.
Her plump, protruding labia majora, soft and tender, were parted by the glans, the pink, creamy flesh gripping and biting it. The thick labia swelled and parted, making it difficult to tell whether the glans was probing the labia or the labia were biting the glans.
Luo Shaowen let out a "heh," and his hips slid, his massive penis rubbing against the pink cleft with the glans inside. The labia parted and writhed, making a particularly thick, sticky, and fine sizzling sound.
Before long, thin, milky-white, thick, slippery vaginal fluid had already flowed down the glans and soaked into the middle of the shaft.
Above the vulva, amidst the glistening, moist flesh, a tiny, pearly clitoris, already slightly emerging, was gently pushed out by the large glans, trembling slightly.
A small, swollen, pinkish-white clitoris, resiliently engorged with blood, stood erect. Unlike the powerful War Queen herself, this tender clitoris appeared exceptionally delicate and fragile.
The large glans slid down to the cleft of Tang Lanyan's buttocks. Her buttocks were exceptionally swollen and firm, and the large glans made the bulging flesh grip tightly. However, the vulva was already slick and sticky from the honeyed fluid, making it easy to rub and slide.
The hot, thick penis swept across her anus, causing the delicate lines of the shallow indentation to involuntarily contract. The vibrating egg inside, in sync with the movement, made her anus clench tightly a few more times.
The large penis, having parted the labia and pushed back from the cleft of her buttocks, was tilted slightly, bent and thrusting obliquely into her honeyed opening.
With a sharp, forceful slit, the glans grazed the clitoris perfectly.
Luo Shaowen then lowered her buttocks slightly, pressing the delicate clitoris against his burning shaft, gliding it across briefly.
"Ah!"
Tang Lanyan's starry eyes snapped open, her slender waist tensing abruptly, her powerful muscles trembling like ripples on water.
The muscles of her thighs, calves, and buttocks also convulsed and undulated, their lines both agile and beautiful. No one would doubt the immense power they contained, beyond their pleasing appearance.