Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1652 - 1649: You’re My Little Bitch

At the same time.

With a mix of longing and bashfulness, Lin Yiren disrobed, her bewitching figure unveiled.

Her alluring form shimmered in the dawn's light, appearing bathed in a golden aura that ignited the senses.

"Shall I put it on for you?" Lin Yiren inquired, a blush painting her cheeks as she gazed at Xu Wendong, her eyes alight with fervent desire.

Xu Wendong offered a smile. "Have you forgotten something I still need to do?" A knowing smirk played on his lips.

Lin Yiren's delicate eyes fluttered, her breath catching slightly. "Wendong, perhaps we could forgo that part?" she stammered.

"How could I possibly agree to that? I gave my word that I would pleasure you, and I never go back on a promise," Xu Wendong responded, his gaze tender. He gestured for Lin Yiren to recline.

Lin Yiren felt her heart pound like a trapped bird, her breathing growing shallow. Subduing her modesty, she lay back on the bed and slowly parted her legs.

Her core was laid bare before Xu Wendong, dewy and flushed, emitting an intoxicating fragrance.

Xu Wendong leaned in, a soft puff of warm air caressing Lin Yiren, causing her to tremble and emit a low, rapturous sigh.

He then tenderly traced the sensitive bud with his tongue, a touch as light as a dragonfly skimming water.

A soft gasp escaped Lin Yiren as her hands instinctively gripped the bedsheets, an indescribable bliss washing over her, quickening her pulse.

Xu Wendong intensified his ministrations, his tongue moving with deliberate exploration, seeking out every responsive point.

His rhythm alternated between gentle caresses and passionate movements, each touch eliciting renewed gasps from Lin Yiren.

Her body ignited, a burning inferno stoked by Xu Wendong's devoted attention.

Lin Yiren felt as though she were caught in a spectacular fireworks display, sensations erupting within her like fleeting shooting stars.

Her legs began to quake uncontrollably, a primal urge to close them thwarted by Xu Wendong’s steady hands.

She repeatedly whispered Xu Wendong's name, her voice thick with yearning and delighted confusion.

Xu Wendong was lost in the moment, lavishly pleasuring Lin Yiren, acutely aware of her every shiver and response.

His eyes conveyed profound focus and affection; in this instant, the universe seemed to shrink to encompass only Lin Yiren's pleasure and fulfillment.

As minutes melted away, Lin Yiren's moans intensified, her body growing statelier.

Sensing her imminent release, Xu Wendong's ministrations became more fervent, his tongue tip playfully teasing the most exquisitely sensitive area.

At long last, Lin Yiren climaxed in a powerful wave, her body blossoming like a magnificent flower in full bloom.

Xu Wendong slowly rose, his heart brimming with love and contentment as he gazed upon Lin Yiren's blissful, satisfied countenance.

"That was absolutely incredible!" Lin Yiren breathed, her eyes radiating adoration, her flushed cheeks like ripe peaches, suffused with an alluring radiance.

Xu Wendong smiled warmly. "As long as you enjoyed it."

Lin Yiren’s gaze flickered to his aroused member, and with a blush, she urged, "Quickly, put it on and come inside me!"

Even after having just experienced such intense pleasure.

For her, the unique sensation of Xu Wendong moving within her was paramount.

These were distinct yet equally cherished experiences, each leaving an indelible mark on her heart!

Xu Wendong retrieved the condom, applying it with practiced grace.

Then, kneeling before Lin Yiren, he tempered his surging desire and asked softly, "Are you ready?"

Lin Yiren's body gave a slight tremor; she nodded gently, her eyes shimmering with eager anticipation.

Xu Wendong drew a steadying breath, gathering strength in his hips, and began to slowly enter her. The distinct texture of the ribbed condom drew a shared, low moan from them both.

The raised patterns brushed against her intimately, a new and thrilling sensation, each movement akin to exploring a hidden, wondrous landscape.

Xu Wendong's rhythm gradually quickened, his breaths growing deeper and more urgent, his eyes filled with both adoration and burning desire for Lin Yiren.

Lin Yiren entwined her arms tightly around Xu Wendong's back, her moans rising in crescendo, filling the room and blending with his ragged breaths in a passionate duet.

As their ardor intensified, their bodies began to shake in unison.

Their mingled sweat glistened, catching the morning sunlight.

Xu Wendong moved with tireless intensity, entering and withdrawing from Lin Yiren's embrace, each thrust eliciting either soft sighs or ecstatic cries from her.

They reveled in the beautiful morning, enveloped in a world that existed solely for them.

With the passage of time.

The room became increasingly saturated with an amorous atmosphere, the warm, slick sensations making it nearly impossible for Xu Wendong to restrain himself, a familiar surge of excitement building within.

He exhaled vigorously, much like a warrior undaunted by any foe, channeling his entire might into powerful thrusts, aiming to sear this ultimate, intoxicating pleasure into Lin Yiren’s very being.

At long last, accompanied by a violent tremor that seemed to sunder the earth and tear souls apart, they were both engulfed by an overwhelming crescendo.

Xu Wendong felt his energy completely depleted, yet he continued to clutch Lin Yiren with all his might, pressing his face against her graceful, swan-like neck.

He drew in deep breaths, as if desperately absorbing her warmth and delicate scent, seeking to quell the persistent, surging tide of desire within him.

Lin Yiren, resembling a pool of gentle spring water melted by the benevolent sun, sagged into his embrace. Her eyes, brimming with contentment and joy, sparkled like celestial bodies in the nocturnal expanse, radiant and captivating.

As the lingering sensations of their climax gradually subsided, a serene and affectionate ambiance permeated the room.

Xu Wendong and Lin Yiren remained locked in a close embrace, their bodies still intertwined, reluctant to separate even after the culmination.

"Wendong, do you find me shameless and unrestrained?" Lin Yiren inquired, her voice slightly strained as she gazed at Xu Wendong, a subtle crease of worry etched between her brows.

She appeared genuinely concerned about his perception of her actions.

With a tender gesture, Xu Wendong stroked her forehead and softly responded, "What outlandish thoughts are these? Having remained solitary for eighteen entire years, it’s evident you are far from being a woman of loose morals or promiscuity."

After a brief pause, a gentle smile graced Xu Wendong’s lips as he added, "Regardless of anything, you shall forever be my cherished little vixen!"

Lin Yiren playfully adopted an angry expression. "Who are you referring to as a little vixen?"

Xu Wendong chuckled lightly, a bashful smile playing on his lips. "Did you not just declare yourself as my little vixen? Have you forgotten so soon?"