Little Miss Witch: Revenge Of The Tainted Angel - 190 R18+ Wedding Night 2

He teased her, his fingers caressing the creases where her pelvis met her thighs without touching her sex. He ravaged her mouth, his teeth scraping her delicate lips

Shen Zichen wanted to mark her, to remind her that she was his. That no matter how busy he was, she was always on his mind. His hands ran over the beautiful curves then traveled up to her inner thighs, where she was sensitive and impossibly soft and warm.

A tremor ran through her and a low moan escaped her lips. She felt him move below her and blew lightly on her sex, which made her shudder in anticipation, her inner muscles clenched with need.

“Zichen…” she moaned his name when he kissed her between her legs. She widened them, silently asking him for more.

His thumb touched her clit gently. Li Chuntao then naturally put her hands in his hair and angled her pelvis for more, but he pulled back.

“Chuntao, tell me what you want.” Shen Zichen said with a hoarse voice. He ran his palm roughly over her beautiful derriere, letting her know that he was serious.

His mouth pressed a gentle kiss on her inner thigh while his index finger ran along her nether lips with just enough pressure to tease her, enough for her to ask for more.

“Touch me,” he heard his wife begged.

“Where?”

Li Chuntao muttered a curse and threw her head back on her pillows.

“My…” but her words were cut off by his teasing tongue. “My clit,” she continued her voice hitching.

“Like this?” Shen Zichen teased her clit with his thumb.

“Noooo,” His wife whined. Her chest rose and fell as his eyes lifted up to see her lewd expression.

He couldn’t stop staring at her ample breasts. Their tips were so rosy and pointed, begging for his attention. Yet, he couldn’t allow himself to give in to the urge. This wasn’t just sex for him. This was their wedding night that he’d been stalling.

Li Chuntao grabbed his head again and gently pulled him towards her, showing him what she desperately needed from him. His fingers at her core were already soaked with nectar.

“Please, Zichen. No more teasing,” she finally sobbed out her frustration. She’d waited so long for this.

Taking pity on his wife, Shen Zichen placed his mouth on her wet core replacing his fingers, giving it a hard suck. The taste of her desire flooded his mouth and he groaned at her taste.

“Yes!” Li Chuntao’s grip on his hair tightened, her back arching from the bed. Her body trembled under his ministrations and Shen Zichen loved how responsive she was to him.

He ran his tongue over her sensitive bud and her muscles tightened, her legs shaking. She was so close, but Shen Zichen wasn’t through her yet. She wasn’t coming until she screamed his name.

Li Chuntao rolled her hips, trying to reach her peak but failed. Her husband was taking the time to tease her.

“Damn it, Zichen!”

He watched his wife ride his fingers mindlessly, while he continued to lick and suck her sensitive bud. He could feel her orgasm build higher and higher until she was standing at the precipice of her pleasure. All she needed was a little more push, but he chose to lessen the pressure on her bud.

“Oh my god, Zichen. Please.” She sobbed her frustration. If he stopped midway, she was going to kill him.

“Look at me,” Shen Zichen demanded. “Look at me, Chuntao,”

Li Chuntao obeyed him and looked down at him. Her eyes completely dazed and darkened with desire for him. Shen Zichen’s breath hitched. He desperately wanted to thrust inside of her, claim her hard and fast.

He cursed, unable to hold back any longer. He gave his wife what she needed. His mouth and tongue hard on her clit and she came completely apart while screaming his name. Her body shook as the powerful wave of her climax hit her.

His cock ached, his balls painfully tight as Shen Zichen looked at the nudity of his wife. He hurriedly shed off his pajamas before settling between her legs. While doing this, Li Chuntao spread her thighs, knees in the air, open wide for him.

Seeing her in such a position, Shen Zichen groaned and grabbed hold of himself. His lips peppering kisses on her throat down to her collarbone as he could feel his length swell to its fullest.

“Chuntao, I want you. All of you.” He whispered next to her ear.

Her hands reached up to cup the sides of his face lovingly.

“You have me. All of me. Please. I want to feel you inside me. Hurry…”

Leaning his head down without moving his lower half, he shared another kiss with his wife. His hand cupping her chin, holding her jaws open before slightly tilting his head, slipping his tongue between her lips, slowly pumping it in and out of her wet cavern, mimicking what his manhood would do later.

Shen Zichen released her lips and slipped his arms under her knees, letting them settle at the crook of his arms. Then holding her wide open, he planted his hands on either side of her waist, forcing her feet in the air while her knees were close to the bedsheets.

Li Chuntao blinked in shock, not having been in this position before. She didn’t know where to hold unto and decided to clutch his wrist.

Placing his hips near her entrance, Shen Zichen pressed the tip of his member on her nether lips before pushing past, sinking himself inside her body. He heard Li Chuntao take a couple of breaths as she tried to get used to his massive size.

“Yes… I’ve been waiting for this.” Li Chuntao said, closing her eyes to let her senses concentrate on the feeling her husband was giving her. He pushed himself even deeper into her body until he hit home.

Shen Zichen nuzzled the spot just below her ear, licking and kissing his way to the bend of her neck and shoulder while breathing in her scent. She smelled so divine, he wanted to saturate himself in it.

“Deeper, Zichen…” Li Chuntao spread her knees wider and whispered to him.

A desperate look came over Shen Zichen’s face as he pushed his hips forward until he was seated deep inside of his wife. He groaned gutturally, wondering how he was able to hold himself back for weeks without having her.

Inside the dimly lit room, the two were on the bed, engaging in a passionate activity. Shen Zichen’s robust form leaned over the nude form of his wife, moving his muscled waist and hips as he pumped in and out of her body using deep and shallow thrusts at the speed that caused a sweet friction along his length.

“You feel so good… So warm and tight,” Shen Zichen touched home, swiveling his hips over hers, rubbing the swollen bud of her body. She was so wet; her slick flesh gripped his cock so hard he thought he would lose it then and there.

He was rougher than he would’ve liked, but he couldn’t stop himself as he pounded into her. Li Chuntao met him thrust for thrust, her hips angled as her breathing roughened. Her breasts bobbing with each hard stroke while her eyes lost focus, her mouth parting slightly as she couldn’t help the moan slipping from her lips.