After Transmigrating Into the Book, Prime Minister Made My Legs Weak

Chapter 41

Wen Jian immediately became aroused.

In the next moment, the woman’s slender arm hooked around his neck, and her soft tongue gently licked, tracing the shape of his Adam’s apple. Her sharp teeth lightly grazed, causing a tingling and slightly pleasurable sensation. The warm breath blew on that spot, unable to extinguish the rising heat within Wen Jian’s body.

It felt as if countless little insects were slowly crawling up from the soles of his feet, creating an itch that spread throughout his entire being.

A seductive gasp escaped from his throat, vibrating from deep within his chest, incredibly tantalizing.

It was an exhilarating experience that surged through his veins.

The bashful appearance of the young woman, her rare initiative, made him desperately suppress the urge to reach out and grab her slender waist from behind, to forcefully enter her. His desire-filled dark eyes stared intently at her, anticipating the surprises she had in store for him.

Ji Sang blushed deeply, summoning all her courage to tease him. Her small hand slipped inside his clothes, searching and finding his manhood. With a gentle touch, it immediately hardened. Her lips and tongue moved along the sliding Adam’s apple, licking over the chin, sliding upward until they captured his lips...

Her small body stuck closely to his waist and abdomen, grinding against him.

The friction made Wen Jian’s body burn with desire...

The repressed desires in his soul could no longer be contained. With a sigh, he suddenly lowered his head, holding onto the back of her head, taking control. He deepened the kiss, his thick tongue plunging into her small mouth, entwining with her soft tongue in a sticky and passionate embrace. His rough fingers removed the small piece of fabric covering her breasts, setting them free to bounce in front of him. The nipples rubbed against his clothing, causing Ji Sang to moan softly, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Since returning from Beiliang, they hadn’t been intimate. Ji Sang was too busy, almost always immersed in the Bamboo Courtyard. After returning home, she would simply collapse into bed due to exhaustion. Wen Jian was about to leave for Beiliang soon. Although the second floor of their new house had already been built, there were still many small tasks that needed to be completed. Before he left the village, he wanted to create a better living environment for Ji Sang. So, they were both busy with their respective tasks, and even when they were tired, they would exchange a kiss and then cuddle to sleep...

It had been so long since their last encounter that even a slight touch could lead to an explosive reaction.

Wen Jian sucked and licked her tongue, using his palm to squeeze her breasts twice before sliding down along her waistline. He slipped into her undergarments, his hand feeling the smooth skin. His fingers ventured down to her core, finding her wetness.

The temperature of his palm was high, and even with a gentle touch, it made Ji Sang’s spine tingle. Her back instinctively arched, and the soft moans in her throat grew deeper.

“Mmm...”

Wen Jian lifted her buttocks with one hand, her legs resting on his waist, and her small feet swaying in mid-air.

“Wen Jian...”

He lowered his head and bit onto one of her breasts, nibbling and devouring the soft flesh, sucking and licking the moistened pink nipple before moving to the other side...

Ji Sang was so overcome with pleasure that her curled toes hung in mid-air. Her hands tightly gripped the man’s head, her eyes seductive and filled with helplessness as she cried out. When Wen Jian looked up and saw her enchanting appearance, his heart thumped.

“Sang’er... In the past... I never believed that a seductive appearance could control someone’s heart, but now, I believe it to some extent...”

“Sang’er... I can’t bear to be apart from you...”

Ji Sang was unable to focus on his words, being overwhelmed by the thrusts. Her hands roamed his collar, scratching his back with deep nail marks that left several scratches within moments.

A pampered woman loves to scratch when she’s pleasured.

Wen Jian felt the pain and thrust even more fiercely. His scrotum slapped against her buttocks repeatedly, and the air was filled with silvery threads as he forcefully pounded a few more times, causing the woman hanging in front of him to uncontrollably squirt...

Her delicate body was covered in sweat, having experienced two squirting orgasms. Her body slid down weakly. Wen Jian held her small buttocks and walked towards the edge of the bed. His member continued to collide within her, making Ji Sang sob and cry out. Her legs trembled uncontrollably. As soon as they reached the edge of the bed, she squirted once again...

Long moans escaped her throat as her mind went blank. It took a while before she weakly pushed the man’s body off and shook her head, saying, “No... no more...”

Wen Jian’s dark eyes burned with intensity. He lowered his head and bit her lips, devouring all her cries. His lower body thrust forcefully, creating loud smacking sounds that reverberated throughout the room, making the bed creak.

One wave after another, the surging waves crashed more violently. She was like a small boat in the sea of passion, rising and falling, unaware of how many times she reached climax. When she reached the ultimate peak for the last time, she momentarily lost her voice, her breath seemed to stop, and tears and saliva covered her face. Her whole body trembled as she passed out from the overwhelming pleasure...

When she slowly regained consciousness, she felt herself in a prone position. Wen Jian penetrated her from behind, his fingers teasing her trembling flesh. Overwhelmed, she was even unable to make a sound, pleading for him to receive oral pleasure...

Wen Jian pushed his wet and thick organ into her mouth, adjusting the position. He lowered his head and started licking her moist entrance with his broad tongue, piercing into her little cavity like a sharp blade...

Ji Sang trembled all over, forced into such a shameful position. Her throat was blocked and sore, and tears kept flowing from her eyes.

The scene was lewd and obscene.

Ji Sang was being penetrated, struggling to breathe, her throat in pain. As he thrust deeper, her narrow throat tightened, and the man grew more delighted as he licked. In just a few strokes, a stream of fluid gushed out from below. Her mind was hazy, and she only remembered that during his last ejaculation, he withdrew slightly slower, causing some to shoot into her mouth. At the same time, she also climaxed from his licking...

The overwhelming pleasure scattered her consciousness. When her awareness gradually returned, she felt the man’s apologetic gaze, tenderly kissing her lips...