Urban Romantic Divine Doctor Chapter 1704 - 1701: Slow Down, Sis-in-Law

Her consciousness began to fade, her mind consumed by the image of Xu Wendong’s burning body and the profound pleasure he had ignited within her.

Xu Wendong, equally lost in the moment, had eyes like burning embers. Beads of sweat formed on his forehead, tracing paths down his determined features before dripping onto Lin Yiren’s skin, mingling with the moisture already there.

His movements grew more rapid, as if he were striving to shatter all limitations and reach the absolute zenith.

Following a period of intensely passionate rhythm, they both simultaneously ascended to the dizzying heights of ecstasy.

Lin Yiren’s eyes remained shut, a few tears of sheer sensation escaping the corners as her entire body tensed to its limit before collapsing utterly, like soft clay.

Xu Wendong also drew ragged breaths, his body heavy against hers. A significant amount of time passed before he regained his composure.

He slowly pushed himself up, his gaze settling on Lin Yiren’s face. Though weary, there was a profound satisfaction after their shared experience of love and desire, and a complex tenderness welled up within his heart.

Gently gathering her into his arms, Xu Wendong, with steps that were not entirely steady, moved them both under the shower. He turned on the water, washing away the sweat and remnants of their passionate encounter from their bodies...

The warmth of the shower cascaded down like a fine rain, gently enveloping their entwined forms.

Xu Wendong encircled Lin Yiren’s slender waist with one arm, allowing her to rest securely against him. With his other hand, he slowly raised it, letting the water flow over his fingertips, as if savoring the tranquility and tenderness of the moment.

Lin Yiren’s eyes stayed closed, her long lashes dusted with tiny water droplets, resembling glistening morning dew, quivering slightly with her soft breaths.

Tresses of hair clung to her flushed cheeks, lending her an air of alluring languor.

Her chest rose and fell gently. Under the water’s flow, her proud peaks appeared revitalized, swaying softly. The marks left by their earlier passion on her nipples seemed even more captivating in the shimmering water.

Xu Wendong’s gaze drifted, his throat involuntarily contracting. He leaned closer, bringing his lips to Lin Yiren’s earlobe. A gentle lick with the tip of his tongue sent a tremor through her delicate body, coaxing a soft, almost inaudible moan from her lips.

“Sis-in-law, don’t move. Let me wash you,” he murmured, his voice hoarse with the lingering effects of desire, yet laced with tenderness.

With that, he picked up a nearby bath ball, worked it into a lather with shower gel, and began to gently scrub Lin Yiren’s shoulders.

A cloud of fine bubbles instantly formed, like a dreamlike veil draped over her.

His hand moved slowly down her arm, spreading the lather, cleansing away any lingering stickiness, leaving behind a fresh scent and a soft touch.

Each caress seemed to awaken Lin Yiren’s senses. Her fingers instinctively curled slightly, brushing against Xu Wendong’s firm abdominal muscles, causing them to tense subtly.

As the bath ball traversed her chest, Xu Wendong’s movements grew even more delicate. He carefully avoided her sensitive nipples, blanketing them tenderly in foam, his fingers gently circling as if cherishing a rare gem.

A faint smile touched Lin Yiren’s lips, a blend of contentment and ease. She tilted her head slightly, allowing the shower’s stream to wash directly over her face.

Water droplets trickled down her neck, flowed over her collarbone, and merged with the foam on her chest, creating an alluring tableau.

Observing this, Xu Wendong’s gaze intensified. He moved the bath ball to Lin Yiren’s back, tracing the elegant line of her spine. His palm caressed gently, feeling the tautness and smoothness of her skin.

His fingers would occasionally glide to her waist, giving a gentle pinch. This caused Lin Yiren’s body to twist like an agile water serpent, sending droplets of water splashing outwards.

After cleansing her back, Xu Wendong slowly crouched down. Holding Lin Yiren’s ankles, he gently lifted one leg, allowing the water to cascade slowly down her calf.

He meticulously scrubbed her thigh with the bath ball, his strokes moving from the outside inward, neither rushed nor slow. His fingers occasionally brushed against her sensitive private area, prompting Lin Yiren to instinctively clench her legs, her face flushing even deeper.

A playful smile touched his lips, but he chose not to tease further, diligently washing every inch of her skin clean.

Once Lin Yiren’s legs were thoroughly cleaned, he stood and turned her to face him. Cupping her face in both hands, his thumbs gently stroked her cheeks, his eyes filled with profound affection.

“Sis-in-law, you are so beautiful…” he whispered, then lowered his head, bestowing a tender and lingering kiss upon her.

Within the warmth of the flowing water, they held each other, lips locked, as if time itself had ceased to exist for them.

After a considerable duration, Xu Wendong finally released Lin Yiren. He turned off the shower, retrieved a towel, and began to gently dry her body, each movement imbued with tenderness and affection. Once she was completely dry, he meticulously attended to his own needs.

Finally, with Lin Yiren once more cradled in his arms, he walked with steady steps toward the bedroom. He laid her down softly upon the large, plush bed before settling down beside her.

Lin Yiren gazed adoringly at the man beside her, a radiant smile gracing her features. She then extended her right hand, her fingers closing around Xu Wendong’s substantial manhood.

Xu Wendong was taken aback, quite surprised that his sister-in-law would initiate such an action.

Before he could fully process this, Lin Yiren had already risen. Her alluring red lips parted, and she took his 'Dragon Root' into her mouth...

Her actions were both tender and yet possessed a certain urgency. Her tongue expertly swirled around the tip, occasionally applying a gentle suction. A soft, low whimper escaped from deep within her throat, as if conveying boundless affection and intense longing.

Xu Wendong suddenly gasped for air, his hands instinctively clenching the bedsheets. An electrifying sensation coursed through him, delivering an overwhelming wave of pleasure.

He looked down at Lin Yiren, observing her eyes squeezed shut, her eyelashes fluttering gently. Her cheeks appeared slightly hollowed from her efforts, and her look of focused devotion rekindled the intense flame within his heart.

"Sis-in-law..." His voice was a hoarse rasp, thick with an uncontrollable desire. He intended to voice a request for her to stop, yet the profoundly pleasurable sensation that eroded his very being overwhelmed his mind, twisting his words into a low, guttural moan.

Lin Yiren seemed attuned to his reaction and intensified her efforts. Her head moved rhythmically, up and down, each profound thrust causing Xu Wendong’s body to stiffen like a tightly drawn bowstring.

The warm embrace of her mouth enveloped him. The soft touch and firm suction intertwined, creating an sensation that felt as if it were drawing his very soul out.

One of her hands gently grasped his base, moving in time with the rhythm of her head, while the other softly caressed the inner part of his thigh, igniting a tingling, electric current.

Xu Wendong felt a wave of heat rapidly ascend from his lower abdomen, his breathing growing increasingly shallow and rapid, his chest heaving violently.

He reached out, gently stroking Lin Yiren’s long hair, his fingers becoming intertwined with hers, offering both guidance and support for his runaway emotions.

"Sis-in-law, slow... slow down..."