The Outcast Heiress's Secret Identities-Chapter 831 - 0820

Their tense bodies gradually relaxed, and it became less uncomfortable.

She reached out to hug the man’s neck, pulling him down a bit, and gently kissed him on the lips, saying softly:

"It’s okay..."

The girl’s action broke all the man’s self-control.

Like a beast charging out of a cage, he instantly crumbled and turned into a wildfire, engulfing her.

With a powerful thrust...

He had already reached the deepest point.

Su Ran’s breath hitched.

He waited for her to adjust...

And then he began to move.

In the vast bedroom, a beautiful symphony began to play.

She couldn’t help but raise her hands to cling to his shoulders, her nails sinking into his flesh without any conscious thought.

Fu Qiyuan felt no pain. He looked down at the girl with reddened eyes.

Her fair, delicate skin was especially enticing with his movements...

In the dim light of the bedside lamp, she looked like a piece of soft jade.

Su Ran was carried along by him, any final traces of clarity disappearing completely.

There was only total surrender...

In this moment, it seemed as if they both reached completion.

Fu Qiyuan had been holding back for too long and now fully let loose tonight.

He completely abandoned any restraint, unable to control his immense desire.

Time quietly slipped into the deep night.

Outside the window, the stars shone faintly under the moonlight.

Inside, emotions were intertwined tenderly.

Su Ran’s hair stuck messily to her temples, her whole body limp like a puddle of weak water.

She didn’t even have strength in her fingertips.

"Enough..."

Her voice was soft and hoarse, as if her throat had been scorched by fire.

Fu Qiyuan looked at her flushed cheeks, her delicate collarbone rising and falling with her breath.

Her eyes, shimmering with water, couldn’t hide her desire. Fu Qiyuan’s eyes grew darker, his Adam’s apple bobbing slightly, his body taut like a drawn bow.

He didn’t withdraw, instead, he leaned down to kiss her lips, his husky voice whispering in her ear:

"Do you still doubt my abilities now?"

Su Ran didn’t even have the strength to shake her head, her face crumpled in defeat as she pleaded:

"I don’t, please forgive my foolishness tonight..."

Seeing her pitiful state, Fu Qiyuan couldn’t help but chuckle softly.

His rich, velvety voice was as seductive as fine wine.

"Want me to forgive you?"

Su Ran whimpered pitifully, "Yes."

Fu Qiyuan kissed her lightly on the lips, murmuring:

"Then call me something else?"

He had long disliked her calling him by full name.

Upon hearing this.

Su Ran furrowed her brows slightly. After a moment, she slowly lifted her heavy eyelids.

Her starry eyes were hazy and misty, and compared to her usual cold appearance, she now exuded an enchanting, seductive charm.

Fu Qiyuan’s eyes darkened abruptly, his blood heating up and boiling inside him.

Su Ran could clearly feel the change in his body, nervously swallowing her saliva.

"What...what should I call you?"

The man’s delicate kisses began to wander over her body, causing her to tremble uncontrollably.

"Anything will do."

Su Ran suppressed her shivering, and after a long while, she tentatively said,

"Ah Yuan?"

Fu Qiyuan’s movements suddenly paused, his throat dry, looking at the blushing girl in disbelief.

Su Ran looked up and met his nearly possessive gaze, her heart skipping a beat in fear.

"Don’t you like it? I’ll change it..."

"I do. Call me that from now on."

In his deep, cold eyes, there was a burning heat, reflecting only her image.

Su Ran breathed a sigh of relief. Satisfied, she wondered if she would be liberated tonight.

But she was too naive.

She didn’t know that by blurting out those two words, the man nearly claimed her life tonight.

So, in her moment of distraction, his lips, carrying a spark, reignited the desire in her body.

Su Ran felt herself floating, her fingers instinctively gripping his large hand.

"No, please stop..."

Fu Qiyuan grasped her hand in his, lifting her leg with the other.

...

Bringing them into a deeper intimacy.

"Be good, just one last time."

He kissed her, then began to move.

Su Ran closed her eyes; the man’s tireless passion left her defenseless, yet she couldn’t bear to escape.

She could only follow him into the depths, feeling each thrilling wave.

By the end, she was breathless and exhausted, silently vowing to never trust Fu Qiyuan’s "last time" again.

Fu Qiyuan, on the other hand, seemed addicted, unable to control himself.

Eventually, the room finally quieted down.

Su Ran was too tired to open her eyes. Fu Qiyuan held her close, both of them breathing heavily.

After a while, he lifted her from the bed and carried her to the bathroom.

When her body was enveloped in hot water, the fatigue was momentarily soothed.

Despite this, she was too exhausted to move a finger.

Fu Qiyuan leaned down to kiss her lips, then began to wash her.

Knowing he had worn her out tonight, he thoughtfully massaged her aching waist as he bathed her.

Su Ran closed her eyes in enjoyment, but midway through, she noticed the hand on her body starting to change its intention.

She opened her fatigued eyes to meet Fu Qiyuan’s dark gaze.

The familiar darkness and desire in his eyes were something she knew too well.

Recalling his relentless demands from earlier, her muddled mind snapped back to alertness.

She crossed her arms over her chest and glared at him with starry eyes.

"Get out, I’ll bathe myself."

Fu Qiyuan looked at her and suddenly chuckled.

"Isn’t it a bit late to be shy?"

Su Ran held her breath, realizing her anger was still trapped in her chest, unable to rise or fall.

Finally, she couldn’t bear it and punched him on the chest.

"You... beast."

Fu Qiyuan caught her hand, looking at her with a smile.

"Not tired anymore?"

Su Ran recoiled a bit, feeling that if she dared to respond, the man would devour her whole.

Fu Qiyuan, seeing his girlfriend’s immediate submission, chuckled and pulled her into his arms.

"Tell me, how am I a beast? Or where did I dissatisfy you?"

"..." Su Ran was at a loss for words.

Seeing herself feel like she lost half her life while he remained energetic and lively, the flames of her anger flared up again.

"Do you have the nerve to speak? Didn’t you say it was the last time?"

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