Hu Yan’s hands stopped their delightful kneading. Su Qinglan’s heart dropped. Oh no. She froze, her thighs clamped together with the desperate force of a closing vise. She didn’t dare to look at his face. Did he feel it? Did he realize her pathetic, instant arousal?
His eyes, which moments ago were hazy with simple lust, suddenly focused. They got round. No...not just round, but round like a cat’s eyes when it spots a particularly delicious, unsuspecting goldfish. An absolutely delighted look spread across his wide, handsome face.
He knows! He absolutely knows! Su Qinglan screamed internally.
Then the big tiger made it worse. Hu Yan leaned down toward her lap and took a dramatic sniff.
Sniff!
He looked up at her face.
Another sniff.
Sniff-sniff!
Then he stared right between her legs... Then back at her face... wearing the happiest "I just got the biggest fish" smile she had ever seen.
Her heart shook so hard it felt like a trapped bird inside her chest.
Did he really already sniff me? She cried inside, clamping her thighs even harder out of panic.
That was a mistake.
Because the moment she squeezed, she accidentally squeezed something between her legs...something hard and insistent that was already there.
"Aahngh!" Hu Yan gasped. The sound came out half surprise, half pure pleasure, like someone stepped on a big, muscular cat’s tail in a good way.
That sound set him off.
In the next breath, Su Qinglan was pinned flat against the cold stone bed. The heat between her legs felt horribly obvious now, and the cool stone only made her feel even more exposed. Hu Yan hovered over her like a wild tiger who had finally cornered his favorite prey.
"Lan Lan... You smell so sweet and divine," he growled, his voice low and sincere and entirely too loving for this chaotic situation.
Her entire face turned into a boiling kettle. Divine?!
It’s just hormones and, huh...her arousal, you overgrown cat! she complained in her mind.
But that warm look he gave her melted her irritation into mush.
Then he kissed her. He started at her collarbone...slow, soft, warm kisses...each one making her shiver. Then he moved down, kissing between her breasts with that same gentle care.
He’s being tender... He’s trying to be polite... for me... she thought, and the affection hit her so hard it swallowed the embarrassment.
Then he reached her slightly rounded, pregnant belly. He paused. Then he kissed it...firmly, reverently.
"Baby, Father loves you," he said into her skin.
Her eyes instantly stung.
Oh, this big, sweet idiot... He completely got her heart.
But the emotional moment did not last.
Because Hu Yan kept going down.
His face stopped right between her thighs. He spread her legs just a little and greeted her honey pot with a hot, burning gaze like he had been waiting all day for this.
Then he inhaled. Loudly. Happily. Like someone just opened a jar of his favorite honey.
His expression turned back into that same stupid cat-finding-goldfish joy.
Sniff!
He took a deep sniff right against her inner thigh, like a man appreciating a bouquet of flowers. And before Su Qinglan could even scream internally...
He struck.
Hu Yan opened his mouth and gave her a huge, long lick, one full sweeping movement.
"A-A-AHHH!"
Su Qinglan’s back flew off the stone bed. A jolt of heat and pure pleasure shot through her so violently that her toes curled, her stomach tightened, and her hands grabbed at the stone beside her head like she was trying not to float away. Her nails scratched at the gritty surface as the intense sensation ripped through her.
Oh my... heaven! What was that?!
The shock was so sharp and so good that her brain completely emptied. Every bit of embarrassment she had felt was blown out of her body in one instant.
Hu Yan lifted his head just an inch. His eyes were closed in satisfied bliss, like he had just tasted the best thing in the world.
Best meal ever. So sweet. I knew it. Lan Lan is so generous, he thought proudly before immediately going back down.
His tongue moved in strong, sure strokes without any hesitation, confusion, or mercy. Just pure determination and skill.
Su Qinglan couldn’t think anymore. Her world turned into gasps and deep, helpless sounds she didn’t even know she could make. Her stomach tensed. Her thighs opened even more on their own, welcoming him, giving up completely as her big, stupid, incredibly talented tiger ruined her with pleasure.
One time! I said one time! she thought weakly. I’m going to die. Not from shame. From THIS!
Her toes curled from the intense pleasure...she could not stop even if she begged.
So is this the heavenly pleasure...she never knew existed?

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