Chapter 39: “Don’t lick…”

The doorbell rang, the delivery was here.

Liao Jun went to open the door, making sure to check if Chen Xiang was exposed, he used his hand to secure her bathrobe tightly. Then he went to open the door.

He was only wearing swim trunks, his robust body exposed, displaying solid muscles, and his legs covered in thick and dense leg hair. The front of his swim trunks protruded slightly, not yet fully erect, but already of considerable size.

The delivery person, even though male, was momentarily stunned by Liao Jun’s robust physique when the door opened. He pushed the food trolley inside without glancing, placing the food down and preparing the wine. Then he poured two glasses of red wine.

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Only then did Liao Jun release her, feeding her the shrimp. He raised his hand to beckon to the delivery person, who nodded and turned to leave.

Chen Xiang lowered her head, blushing, and chewed the shrimp in her mouth bit by bit. The meat was tender and fragrant. Just as she swallowed, Liao Jun came to feed her again. He ate voraciously himself, but when it came to feeding Chen Xiang, he did it delicately, seemingly addicted to it. Even the red wine was fed to her, and when she finished drinking, he kissed her mouth, sucking the wine she had just drunk back into his own mouth.

It took over half an hour to finish the meal. Chen Xiang was full and a little tipsy. Liao Jun had fed her an entire glass of red wine. She felt silly, not knowing how much she had drunk, letting him feed her more and more. Even when she got drunk, she didn’t know. She just smiled foolishly at the man.

Liao Jun saw her face turn all red, so he sat down on the couch and held her, heavily kissing her.

“Be good, call me husband.”

Chen Xiang was dizzy from the kisses, her eyes misty, her voice incredibly soft, “Husband.”

“Damn it!” Liao Jun’s penis stood tall, he wished he could plunge into her right away, cursing while pressing against the person beneath him.

He took a deep breath, reaching out to clean Chen Xiang thoroughly, placing her on the couch. He took the ice cream from the table and spread it on her chest, his thick tongue following to lick.

Probably due to the alcohol, Chen Xiang was incredibly sensitive, moaning in a sultry and lascivious manner, “Ugh… don’t lick… it tickles… ah… don’t… Coach…”

Liao Jun was aroused even more by her moans. He reached over and squeezed her round mounds heavily, “Damn it, you horny little thing, moaning so seductively!”

The ice cream in his hand went straight into her wet little hole. Liao Jun spread apart her lips, his tongue diving in to lick. Chen Xiang trembled from the licking, the man’s lips and tongue wrapping around that red nub, nibbling and licking. Not even a minute later, Chen Xiang screamed, her abdomen convulsing violently, her small hole spraying out a small stream of liquid.

Liao Jun swallowed the obscene liquid into his stomach, kissing her mounds as he moved up along her slender waist, tempting and asking, “You horny little thing, do you want to eat ice cream?”

Chen Xiang’s mind was blank, only vaguely hearing ‘ice cream’, and with hazy eyes she said, “Yes.”

The next second, his thick, long penis plunged into her mouth. The glans had a bit of ice cream on it. Chen Xiang was nearly choked by the penetration. Liao Jun withdrew slightly, his glans sweeping around her mouth. In a coarse voice, he asked, “Is the ice cream tasty?”

Chen Xiang coughed a few times, tears streaming down, “No, not tasty, too big…”