Volume 1 Chapter 168 More Than You Can Imagine (1/2)

Detecting no signs of rejection from her, his lips brushed against her eyelashes and eyebrows. His action was full of tenderness as if he was taking care of a treasure.

His right palm cupped her left cheek and his thumb gently rubbed her flushed skin. He gently whispered half pleading, ”Call me by my name, Ah Luo.” She didn't call him 'big brother Yuan' like before this time. She only called him 'big brother'. He wanted to hear her calling him with the same affection as before.

”B-big brother Yuan” her ever so sweet voice called him.

Mo Yuan's heart shuddered. He gave a small peck on her lips and said, ”Again, call my name again.”

”Big brother Yuan- mm!” she was kissed again.

”Again, Ah Luo, say my name,” he repeatedly kissed her as she said, ”Big brother Yuan,” again and again.

Mo Yuan propped his body on his left hand and let his right hand roam all over her body, feeling her to his heart's content. He cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t lightly squeezing it through her dress and then touched her stomach, waist, and hip.

Feeling the softness only separated by a sheer fabric, Mo Yuan felt his desire multiplying. He pulled her closer and kissed her aggressively. Han Luo gasped. Taking the opportunity, he pushed his tongue into her sweet mouth and started feeling every nook and cranny inside her mouth which was unbelievably soft and warm.

Han Luo shuddered beneath him. The swift intrusion left her reeling in an unfamiliar passion which was entirely new to her. Her body was on fire. She tried to move her tongue away from the foreign object to save herself from diving deep into this unexpected yet increasingly growing yearning.

However, would Mo Yuan let her go that easily?

He found her tongue every time she tried to avoid him and he played with it sucking and easing to his heart's content.

”Hah big brother nnn Yuan!” Han Luo desperately clung into him. The passionate feeling that grew inside her made her unable to let him go.

Mo Yuan guided her right arm onto his back using his left hand and commanded her in a seemingly doting tone, ”Ah Luo, hug me tightly.”

Han Luo obediently encircled her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. Their tongues intertwined again and the passionate dance continued. Mo Yuan pressed his lower body against her venting his unperturbed craving for her. Han Luo trembled with the unpredictable action and her right leg hugged his left leg closer to her. In the chilling winter cold, both of them felt unusually hot.

A long time had passed. The cold, dark room was filled with the interweaving sound of Mo Yuan and Han Luo's sweet and soft whimper. Their kissing noise could be heard from outside the window. He entirely sucked her dry.

He wanted her. The strong longing made it impossible to keep his calm. He wished to have her so badly for years. However, many times they had been separated. Now, she was under him, clinging onto him, kissing him back. His desire went to the next level. He did his utmost to surpass the desire to have her at that moment and focused on kissing her. He needed to taste her badly. He wanted to kiss her entire body.

Han Luo's m.o.a.ns were getting softer and softer. He could barely hear her. Mo Yuan paused and glanced at her. The little fellow under him was falling asleep. After a long journey followed by intense dancing coupled with the drug effect and afterward Mo Yuan's bullying, she couldn't even keep her eyes open for a second longer. She was completely exhausted.

Mo Yuan sighed and stopped kissing her after licking away the small portion of saliva that had escaped her mouth during their passionate moment. He couldn't help himself but press small pecks on her entire face. His sweet gesture soothed her and she gradually fell asleep.

Mo Yuan placed his forehead in the crook of her neck. He was afraid that if he kept gazing at her he would lose his last string of rationale and completely devour her. Afterward, he took some deep breaths hoping it would calm his chaotic heart. It took him some time to simmer down his burning passion. The smell of bela flower coming from her body was making him delirious again. He planted soft kisses on her neck and finally stopped.