Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1673 - 1670: Don’t Show Me Mercy

With profound affection and a playful grin gracing his face, Xu Wendong regarded the woman clinging to his waist. He declared, "Let the storm rage even more fiercely!"

Lin Yiren met his gaze with equal passion, then kissed him.

Her lips, delicate as playful sprites, pressed against Xu Wendong’s with eager fervor.

Instantly captivated by the intensity, Xu Wendong reciprocated with matching ardor.

Though a trace of shyness initially colored Lin Yiren’s kiss, it possessed an irresistible, fervent zeal. Her lips softly grazed Xu Wendong’s, a gentle suction imbuing the kiss, as though she aimed to pour all her love and longing into him through this very touch.

Her tongue tentatively ventured out, lightly caressing Xu Wendong’s lips in a gesture that seemed both inquisitive and inviting.

Their sweet saliva mingled, and with every delicate swirl and touch, electric currents surged, causing involuntary tremors to wrack their bodies.

As Lin Yiren kissed him with abandon, soft murmurs escaped her, trapped between their lips and teeth, amplifying the scene’s intimate and enticing ambiguity.

Her body pressed flush against Xu Wendong, her ample bosom molding against his, their rapid breaths causing it to heave.

Her legs coiled tightly around Xu Wendong’s waist, squeezing with considerable force as she sought to become one with him.

In this deep, passionate embrace, Lin Yiren cast aside all hesitation, unleashing the profound love and devotion residing within her heart for Xu Wendong.

Her cascading locks, like dark satin, cascaded freely, a few wayward strands playfully teasing her flushed cheeks, which glowed with an enchanting redness, enhancing her captivating allure.

Her hands, sinuous as water snakes, traced a slow path over Xu Wendong’s chest, exploring the strength and masculinity of his solid form.

Her fingertips lightly caressed his chest, the subtle contact sending a jolt of electricity through Xu Wendong, eliciting a soft moan.

Then, Lin Yiren shifted upwards, the hem of her maid uniform gracefully descending along her long, slender legs like a wilting flower, finally pooling at her waist.

At this juncture, her long, elegant legs, encased in black stockings, lay completely revealed before Xu Wendong.

The stockings' subtle sheen contrasted with her skin's delicate texture, radiating an enigmatic and seductive charm under the ambient light.

Lin Yiren gently swayed her lithe waist, her shapely derriere rhythmically caressing Xu Wendong’s abdomen.

The exquisite sensation evoked a sense of surrender in Xu Wendong, his breathing quickening perceptibly.

Tilting her head back slightly, Lin Yiren emitted a low, sexy whimper, a sound like a nightingale's mournful song echoing in the quiet room, laden with unspoken temptation and desire.

Her hands gracefully moved behind her, expertly finding the delicate zipper at the back of her maid outfit. With a fluid motion, she unzipped it and shrugged off the garment, shedding the confines of the fabric and revealing her flawless form entirely to Xu Wendong’s gaze.

Now clad only in sheer black stockings and a minuscule pair of panties, she appeared as a seductive sprite emerged from the night, exuding a fatal allure in the soft, dim light.

She leaned down once more, bracing her hands on either side of Xu Wendong, pressing her chest firmly against his. The yielding touch and her radiating warmth sent Xu Wendong’s heart racing.

Their nipples brushed against his skin, igniting a tingling, electric sensation that coursed through his entire being.

Lin Yiren commenced rocking her hips, her initial movements gentle and deliberate, as if testing the waters or building anticipation.

As their shared passion intensified, her rhythm grew more rapid, the amplitude of her movements expanding. Her body undulated like a wave, intimately melded with Xu Wendong’s, each thrust punctuated by their shared, passionate cries.

Her gaze remained locked with Xu Wendong’s.

Within her eyes resided profound affection, burning desire, and unbridled love, as if she were conveying the fiery emotions within her soul solely through her look.

Xu Wendong’s hands were equally engaged; he held Lin Yiren’s waist secure, attuned to her body's cadence, his fingers applying subtle pressure, seemingly guiding or perhaps harmonizing with her movements.

His gaze roamed freely over Lin Yiren’s form, from her passion-shaken shoulders to her heaving chest, descending to her slender waist and perfectly rounded buttocks—every part captivating his attention.

His breathing grew labored and erratic, punctuated by deep, rough pants that escaped his lips.

With the passage of time, their shared ardor escalated further. Beads of perspiration, like delicate pearls, emerged on their foreheads, cheeks, necks, and bodies, slicking their hair and skin.

Lin Yiren’s movements started to devolve into a more frantic pattern, yet her fiery intensity did not wane.

Her legs trembled slightly, betraying a hint of exhaustion, but her eyes, ablaze with determination and desire, fueled her refusal to yield.

Witnessing this, Xu Wendong suddenly applied pressure, turning Lin Yiren over and reclaiming the dominant position.

His lips met hers once more, his tongue adventurously exploring her mouth, intertwining with hers in a dance that seemed to steal each other's breath.

His hands resumed their passionate journey across Lin Yiren’s form, moving from her chest to her abdomen, descending towards that intimate, hidden triangle.

He gently spread her legs apart. His fingers, both tender and firm, caressed her sensitive core, sensing her moist warmth and rising heat.

Under his ministrations, Lin Yiren’s body tensed like a drawn bowstring, a high-pitched moan escaping her lips, brimming with longing and urgency.

Xu Wendong, his throat parched, took hold of his hardened member and guided it directly into the welcoming, snug embrace.

*Squelch!*

The sudden penetration elicited another sharp cry from Lin Yiren, her face flushing with escalating sensuality. She delicately bit her lower lip, her gaze locking with Xu Wendong's, filled with adoration: "Baby, faster, don't hold back on me..."

How could Xu Wendong possibly deny such a fervent request? He immediately quickened his rhythm.

Outside, lightning split the sky and thunder boomed, while rain lashed down in torrents.

Yet, the bedroom remained a haven of warmth, akin to a perpetual spring.

Throughout their extended and fervent union, they were utterly lost in their mutual affection and desire, oblivious to the tempest raging beyond their sanctuary.

Their bodies and souls appeared to have dissolved into one, existing in a world saturated with passion and tenderness, uninhibitedly releasing the deep-seated emotions and cravings they had held within.

Every motion, every touch, radiated an profound love and devotion for one another, as if they sought to crystallize fleeting beauty into eternity.

Unseen and unknown to them, a hidden observer had already set their sights upon him from the shadows!