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

Chapter 10

Ji Sang tried to lift her body and escape, but in the next moment, she was pinned down by the tall figure of the man...

“Uh... Wen Jian, don’t...”

Ji Sang was pressed down so hard that she couldn’t breathe. She struggled and pushed him, and in the midst of their struggle, their positions suddenly changed. Ji Sang found herself lying face down on the bed, with Wen Jian almost completely covering her body...

His breath was hot and heavy, their long hair intertwining. His body was scorching hot.

Seeing her resistance, he called her in a low, husky voice, “Ji Sang...”

“Don’t...”

“Okay, I won’t... just let me hold you for a while.”

He was painfully aroused.

The hot breath from his mouth blew against the side of her neck, making her body uncontrollably tremble. Her breasts pressed tightly against the bedsheet, almost deformed under his weight. She pushed her body forward, trying to escape, and her nipples suddenly brushed against the sheet, causing her to gasp and let out a whimper.

Ji Sang had her back turned to Wen Jian. Her long, black hair scattered messily over her shoulders, accentuating her slender and fair back. She slightly arched her back, and the vertebrae in the middle of her spine protruded slightly. Her beautiful shoulder blades quivered slightly from sobbing...

Wen Jian’s deep eyes were fixed on her, his mind filled with the intoxicating sensation of entering her. He also regretted the words he said to her on their first day of marriage!

If he had known it would be like this, why did he do it in the first place!

His lower body was uncomfortably swollen, pressing against her delicate waist...

Even her waist was so soft...

Ji Sang felt the scorching heat and the girth on her waist, her heart feeling like it was about to burst out of her chest. She breathed carefully and said, “...Wen Jian, uh... ”

Ji Sang tried to move forward again.

Her buttocks, still marked with handprints, were almost completely exposed in Wen Jian’s view. His gaze grew even darker, and his thin lips lightly lingered around her waist, suddenly opening to capture a protruding bone, his tongue caressing, kissing, and sucking. His scorching breath blew along the way...

Ji Sang shrank from being licked, her body becoming completely limp.

Wen Jian gently parted her legs with his knees, and his scorching and erect member pressed against her flower bud. It was still wet there, and as the glans pressed slightly forward, it encountered a moist sensation...

Her tender little entrance had just been forcefully invaded, and as the large glans prodded slightly inside, it immediately tightened.

It was as if a small mouth was biting the glans in retaliation.

Wen Jian’s scalp tingled from the sensation, the indescribable pleasure consuming him, making his breath heavy and deep. He called her in a low, hoarse voice, “Ji Sang...”

He was about to explode!

“Not today, can we do it tomorrow?”

Wen Jian: “...”

The wine’s intoxication had dissipated, and their bodies were tightly pressed against each other. In the quiet environment, one could hear his heart pounding like a drum. She said no, and he stopped at the entrance.

After a while, her emotions slowly stabilized. She felt his rough hand moving up from her waist, squeezing into her chest, and his palm firmly grasping and kneading the softness. His calloused hands, accustomed to holding pens and doing farm work, rubbed against her tender breasts, causing a slight mix of pain and itchiness. It sent shivers down her spine, and her desires slowly surged within her.

When they first met, he had promised not to touch her, and she was relieved because she wasn’t her original self.

She had thought about how to go back, to return to her original body.

However, she had no clue.

She used to read time-travel novels when she had nothing to do, and now she had caught the wave herself. Since she was here, she decided to accept it and her main thought was to change the current situation, at least to live a good life with the male lead from the original book.

She never expected this paper character would cast his gaze upon her, and then...

It happened without her noticing.

Ji Sang was overwhelmed by the intense pleasure, and it took a while before she let out hurried and shallow gasps from her throat. Her delicate body was covered in a layer of dense sweat, and the droplets soaked her face...

After Wen Jian finished ejaculating, he withdrew his member and looked deeply into her eyes. Lowering his body, he kissed her again, trailing down from the corner of her lips until he bit onto her nipple. His rough fingers once again ventured between her legs, lightly teasing her. Ji Sang, who had just experienced an orgasm, couldn’t handle it at all. Her moans grew louder, and the overwhelming pleasure made her cry like a discarded little animal.

“Mmm... Ah... Wen Jian, please stop...”

However, Wen Jian ignored her cries and rubbed his fingertips against her drenched flower opening, inserting them halfway.

She was tight and hot inside.

As soon as his fingers entered, her tender flesh enveloped them, desperately squeezing the intruding object.

Wen Jian breathed heavily like a bull, his voice hoarse and fiery. “Sang’er, be good... Let me take care of you properly, or else it’ll hurt again when I enter later.”

Ji Sang finally regained her senses from the lingering pleasure of the orgasm, but the speed of his finger thrusts suddenly increased, filling her entire being with the surging pleasure from the depths of her soul...

“Ah... Ah... Ah...”

Her body felt strange. She had resisted just a moment ago, but now, with the man’s increasingly vigorous thrusts, she desired even more.

The moans that spilled from her throat sounded even more shameful to her own ears...

She tried to cover herself with her hand, but it was futile.

“Mmm... Ah... Wen Jian... Ahh... Please... Wen Jian... Ah...”

Ji Sang burst into tears, but he didn’t stop. His fingers continued moving somewhere inside her, and her body trembled violently. She cried out, “Wen Jian, don’t touch me there...”

“Here?”

Wen Jian’s pitch-black eyes lit up as if he had discovered something new. One finger seemed insufficient, so he added another one, mercilessly targeting the spot where Ji Sang had just cried out.

Ji Sang couldn’t bear it and screamed loudly. Within moments, her lower abdomen thrust forward, and a surge of fluid sprayed out from inside her. Wen Jian abruptly withdrew his fingers, grabbed his member, which had once again become erect, and teasingly poked it against her entrance a couple of times. He took a deep breath, aimed at her trembling opening, and forcefully pushed in, slowly penetrating her once again...

But even with just the glans inside, he was squeezed so tightly that his scalp tingled.

“Sang Sang... Don’t bite so tight, relax.”

This was already the third time...

It was still difficult to enter, and when he plunged deeply inside, it felt like a hot iron rod piercing into Ji Sang’s body. The excessive sense of fullness and scorching heat caused her to instinctively contract underneath, shaking her head and crying out, “No...”

“Still hurting?” Wen Jian asked, breathing heavily.

“Not... it’s so swollen.” She looked up at him with tearful eyes, her voice filled with helplessness and pity.

A low laugh escaped Wen Jian’s throat. “As long as it doesn’t hurt.”

He suddenly stretched out his body, lifting his upper body from lying on top of her, and held her two delicate feet, spreading them wider apart. This would allow her to better accommodate his girth. He then began thrusting his waist forcefully, plunging deep and hard.

Each withdrawal and insertion was deep and heavy, reaching straight to her deepest desires. The prominent veins on his shaft grazed against her inner walls, causing her petite body to tremble uncontrollably. The intense pleasure surged through her like an electric current, forcing Ji Sang’s helpless hands to grip the sheets beneath her as she cried out.

“Mmm... Wen Jian... Slower... Ahh...”

This time, Wen Jian’s pace was particularly prolonged.

Ji Sang’s scalp tingled from the relentless thrusts, and the overwhelming pleasure flooded her like a torrential wave. Her lower abdomen swelled to the extreme. By the time Wen Jian pressed against her waist and ejaculated inside her, she had already cried out and released again. Her consciousness was scattered, and her eyes stared blankly upwards...

After Wen Jian finished ejaculating, he tightly embraced her, panting heavily. Her body trembled, feeling as soft as if she had been lifted out of water. Her face was covered in sweat and tears. Wen Jian buried his head in her neck, taking a deep breath.

“Ji Sang...”

“You smell so good.”

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