Chapter 47: Drenched Before the Confession
Jin Rui hadn't left the bed yet. He sat lazily along the edge, legs spread wide, chest still heaving faintly from the intensity of the fuck he'd just delivered. His cock hung thick between his thighs, glistening with a mixture of her slick and the sheen of his own recent climax. His smirk hadn't faded. He looked pleased with himself—arrogant and relaxed.
Across from him, Xue Lan reclined back into the pillows, hair damp with sweat, her thighs loose and gleaming. Her pussy had already been cleaned—Lin Mu had knelt between her legs, tongue reverent, licking every drop of cum from her folds until she was bare, tender, and glistening only with spit.
Now she looked fresh again—ruined, yes, but freshly so. And she wasn't done.
She turned toward Jin Rui, licking her lips slowly.
"Don't leave yet," she murmured.
He raised an eyebrow, intrigued, but didn't argue. She sat up, her breasts bouncing softly, and rolled onto her knees, crawling across the bed until she was between his legs.
Lin Mu remained kneeling nearby, eyes wide, his cock throbbing untouched beneath his robes. He had cleaned her once already. And now, he knew what was coming.
Xue Lan looked up at Jin Rui.
"You didn't cum on me," she whispered. "That's not fair."
She leaned forward and took his cock into her mouth.
It was still slick, still semi-hard, but the moment her lips wrapped around him, Jin Rui groaned.