Dashing Student-Chapter 692: Your Heart is Beating So Fast

After dinner.

Moonlight like water, flows silver streams across the hallway floor.

Chen Nan's arm wraps around Shen Qinglan's waist like an iron hoop, her body suspended against him, the thin straps of her black silk slip dress have long fallen to her arms, revealing shoulders as smooth and snowy as marble.

The corridor wall light casts a honey glow in the hollow of her collarbone, flickering with every breath.

"Dr. Chen." Shen Qinglan's lips brush past his ears, carrying the slight intoxication of Bordeaux wine, her tongue teasingly licks his earlobe.

"Your heart is beating so fast..." She deliberately elongates the end of her sentence, fingers sliding down his tense back muscles, tracing a circle at his waist.

Chen Nan chuckles softly, kicks open the bedroom door.

The door slams against the wall with a muffled bang, and he turns around to press her against the door.

Shen Qinglan's back is pressed against the cold door, yet her chest is tightly against his heated body.

Her breasts are slightly deformed from the pressure, their erect tips rub through the thin fabric against the texture of his chest muscles.

"This dress..." Chen Nan hooks her fallen strap with his thumb, his fingertip grazing her bare shoulder: "Did you wear it just to torment me?"

His voice is hoarse to the extreme, the hard hot object beneath his pants dangerously presses against her lower abdomen.

Shen Qinglan giggles softly, suddenly wraps her right leg around his lean waist.

Her instep tightens, her toes expertly find the hollow at the base of his spine, lightly scratching like a cat's paw: "Doesn't Doctor Chen like this style?"

As she speaks, her hips thrust forward, making their most sensitive parts collide heavily through the fabric.

"Tsk—" Chen Nan sharply inhales, his hand suddenly reaches into her skirt.

Fingertips touch skin smoother than silk, slicker than jade.

Reaching the edge of her underwear, he finds the lace fabric already soaked with honeyed fluid, sticking wetly to her plump labia.

His middle finger slides along the crevice, immediately sucked in by the scorching flesh.

"Seems like..." His thumb finds the swollen little nub, grinning wickedly: "Someone is more impatient than I am," and with that, presses forcefully.

"Ah!" Shen Qinglan throws her head back abruptly, her nape crashing against the door.

Moonlight just happens to shine into her parted lips, revealing a moist tip of her tongue.

Chen Nan takes the opportunity to bite her throbbing artery, his tongue licking the blood pulsing beneath the skin, while his fingers rapidly thrust in the muddy flower path.

The sticky sound of water accompanies her increasingly rapid breathing, hauntingly clear in the quiet bedroom.

When his fingertip suddenly touches a rough fold, Shen Qinglan's nails dig into his shoulder, calves tightening stiffly behind his waist.

Chen Nan feels his knuckles gripped tightly by the fiercely contracting tender flesh, throat rolling as he bends down, taking her erect nipple through the silk.

Saliva quickly soaks the fabric, the coolness making her nipples harden even more.

"Chen Nan... to the bed..." Shen Qinglan's voice wavers with a sobbing tone, her wet eyes shimmering like pools of honey wine under the moonlight.

The mattress springs creak loudly.

Just as Shen Qinglan tries to sit up, Chen Nan has already stripped and lunged forward.

Moonlight outlines the taut lines of his back muscles, beads of sweat rolling down the groove of his spine.

More startling is the dragon-like erection between his legs, its purple-red head glistening, veins spiraling around the shaft throbbing with each pulse.

"Had enough of staring?" Chen Nan kneels between her legs, thumb sliding her soaked panties aside.

Her pink labia already flushed and blooming, revealing inside the writhing red tender flesh, crystalline love juices trickling leisurely down the inner thigh.

As he leans down his abdominal muscles tense into harsh ridges, the scorching dragon's tip brushing against her trembling lower abdomen.

Shen Qinglan suddenly turns over to straddle him.

Her black silk nightdress slides away like retreating tide, pooling at her slender waist.

Moonlight gleams on her naked upper body, silvering her erect nipples like dew-laden cherries.

She deliberately sweeps her hair back with slow motion, causing her chest to ripple with enticing waves.

"This time..." As she leans down her hair tips brush against Chen Nan's tensing abdominal muscles, red lips part to envelop his throbbing tip: "I take control of the rhythm."

Her tongue circles the slit, swallows the salty pungent fluid leaking out.

Chen Nan's spine arches as if shocked, muscles tensing into marble-like contours.

When her warm mouth fully engulfs him, he grabs her loose hair suddenly, knuckles turning pale.

Yet Shen Qinglan pulls away abruptly, removing the last veil amidst his uncontrolled moans.

Under the moonlight she resembles a peeled lychee, her swollen mound glistening with nectar, two lips tenderly opening and closing with each breath.

"Do you want it?" She dips her fingertip in the bright fluid, drawing circles on her swollen pearl.

The other hand grasps Chen Nan's dragon shaft, sliding up and down, thumb pressing maliciously on the droplet-exuding slit.

Chen Nan's pupils contract to pinpoints.

He suddenly rises, slamming her harshly into the mattress. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm

The thick dragon shaft presses against the slippery entrance but does not enter, merely rubbing the engorged nub repeatedly with its head.

Where could Shen Qinglan endure such torment, her waist bucking like a fish out of water, flower hole spewing more honeyed fluid···

"Beg me." Chen Nan bites her earlobe, thrusting heavily then withdrawing from below.

The veiny shaft slaps against her muddy labia, producing crisp slapping sounds.

Shen Qinglan's fingertips dig into his buttocks, slender legs wrapping around his waist: "Give me... I beg you..."

Before the words finish, Chen Nan thrusts powerfully, all the way in.

"Uh ah!"

Both let out satisfied moans simultaneously.

Chen Nan feels every fold inside her insane sucking, burning flesh wrapping around him like it's alive.

He begins thrusting with a force that makes the bed frame creak, each time the dragon's tip slamming the soft cervical opening···

Sweat splashes from their joining bodies, sparkling like shattered diamonds under the moonlight.

Shen Qinglan's nipples carve enticing arcs in the air with each impact, Chen Nan lowers to seize one, grinding gently with his teeth.

Amid her uncontrolled screams, he pinches the other nipple more frantically and twists it rapidly.

"Look at me." Chen Nan suddenly grips her chin, forcing her to look directly at him.

Below, the angle of attack shifts, each thrust precisely grinding her internal sensitive spot.

Shen Qinglan's pupils begin to blur, her inner walls fiercely contracting around the intruder.

Chen Nan senses the impending climax, thumb rapidly rubs her swollen pearl···

When the orgasm hits like a tsunami, Shen Qinglan's nails leave several blood trails on his back.

Chen Nan savagely thrusts more than ten times within her spasming body, finally releasing a torrent of heat deep into the trembling flower heart.

Their joining a mess, mixed love juices soaking a large area of the sheets!

As their breaths slow, Chen Nan notices Shen Qinglan's toes lightly stroking his calves.

Moonlight shines on her satisfied smile, like a cat with success in stealing cream···