Rodeé con mi brazo la esbelta cintura del hombre fuerte

Capítulo 37

Compared to before, she hadn't grown much taller; leaning against him, she still only reached his shoulder. But even with her chest pressed tightly against his, the thin spring dress couldn't completely conceal her soft, high breasts.

He suddenly felt a surge of warmth in his heart, reached out and embraced her, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

His wife, once a young girl, had grown up in four years, blossoming into a true woman, youthful and alluring. In contrast to her growth, he was steadily approaching forty. Life expectancy is rarely seventy, and he was indeed one of those rare individuals; more than half his life had already passed in the blink of an eye, and over a thousand irretrievable days had been wasted in their searching.

He was suddenly overcome with anxiety and melancholy, and hugged her even tighter, as if in this way she could truly lean on him forever and never be separated again.

"You've grown up... but I've grown old..."

He put one arm around her waist and the other supporting her hips, lifting her up a little so that her face was pressed against his, and murmured in a hoarse voice.

Danmei shook her head, reached out and stroked his cheek, and sighed, "Fortunately it's you... Only you would wait for me like this and tolerate me like this... Ziqing, I asked you before, and I want to ask again now, why are you so good to me?"

Without waiting for his reply, nor needing one, she forcefully pressed his head down, tilted her face up, and pressed her lips to his.

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Her lips pressed against his, soft and warm, exactly as he remembered them. He closed his eyes and felt her small tongue tentatively lick his lips, a little moist and a little ticklish.

A shiver ran through him, and every pore on his body opened up, yet he remained motionless, holding her tightly, savoring this tenderness from her—something he had never dared to dream of in the past few years.

She continued to lick and kiss him, gently sweeping her tongue back and forth until his lips were wet.

"Kiss me..."

She wrapped her arms around his neck, moved her head slightly away from him, and whispered something.

He hummed in agreement, lowered his head, found her lips, and immediately captured them in his mouth. Unlike her previous tenderness and tentative exploration, he thrust deeper, his tongue entwining with hers, eagerly drawing in her moist fragrance. His hands also pressed against her back, tracing her curves forcefully through her thin fabric. As his large hands touched her, he felt her body tremble slightly, and the two soft mounds against his chest seemed to harden. His breathing gradually became heavier.

The woman he had longed for for four years, his wife, was now in his arms, under his control. Just moments ago, she had been teasing his lips with her little tongue, urging him to kiss her. What was he waiting for?

He scooped her up in his arms and carried her to the bed. Before she could even lie down, he lowered his head and kissed her lips again, forcefully taking her in.

He felt like a naive young man holding his dream goddess for the first time, his heart pounding, his only thought to please her and win her over, so that she would be devoted to him forever.

Sensing that she seemed to be struggling to breathe, he finally withdrew from her lips, allowing her to catch her breath again, and began to conquer her body downwards.

It was conquest, pleasure, and teasing. He used his lips and teeth to leave kiss marks on her neck, marks that only the closest people could leave, moving downwards until he completely tore away the last piece of soft silk covering her body.

The light was too dim for him to see her body clearly, but beneath his palm lay her full, blossoming breasts. The sensation was so vivid, so exquisite.

The rural landscape had not roughened the smooth skin beneath her clothes; the years spent by the beautiful mountains and rivers had sculpted her body, making it more radiant and full than before. She was in full bloom like a flower, or like a ripe, red fruit hanging from a branch, exuding an alluring fragrance, just waiting for her beloved to pluck her.

In the darkness, he rubbed his rough cheeks against her firm, soft breasts again and again, kissing and caressing this familiar yet unfamiliar body with abandon, feeling her tremble slightly under his lips, tongue, and palms, until she let out a moan that made his blood boil.

He could wait no longer; he only wanted to penetrate her body immediately, to be tightly bound to her, and never be separated again.

"Xiao Bao..."

She grabbed his hair, struggled slightly to sit up, and whispered breathlessly.

"He's asleep... I'll be quiet..."

He whispered soothing words to her as he slowly leaned in and entered her. He felt her body stiffen, so he lowered his head and sucked on her tongue tightly again, finally thrusting himself inside her.

The warm, soft embrace that pushed him tightly was none other than the woman he had finally met after wandering through half his life, a woman he could never let go of in this lifetime.

He wrapped her hands around his back, commanding her to hold him tightly. Then he closed his eyes and began to vigorously pound and cultivate the fertile land beneath him, listening to her moans that rose and fell, sounding like both pain and pleasure, until her whole body tensed up and a surge of heat from the deepest part of her body gushed out like a spring, soaking him and almost taking him to the peak.

No, that's far from enough. He won't let her off so easily. Four years of longing, over a thousand days and nights of torment—he wants her to make it all up to him in this one night.

He held his breath, abruptly withdrawing from her still trembling, warm body. Ignoring her soft pleas, he pulled her to his knees before him, supporting her waist, and thrust into her again, penetrating her completely. His strength was so great that she collapsed face-down.

"Waaah...it's going to...break..."

She didn't know how much time had passed before she finally steadied herself and managed to turn around. But before she could finish speaking, her lips were already locked in a passionate kiss with his.

"Say it, you're mine, you'll never leave me again..."

He finally released her mouth, his hands tightly wrapped around her chest, pressing down on her back as he spoke.

"Um……"

She lay there, panting heavily, barely able to breathe, unable to speak.

Dissatisfied, he dragged her back to her knees and began to pound her deepest parts again.

"Waaah... I am... yours, I will never leave you again..."

She finally gave in and responded pitifully in a broken, muffled voice, slurred from his thrusts.

As she uttered her soft, delicate voice, an overwhelming surge of pleasure rushed to his head, and he finally released all of himself deep into her body, entwining and lingering, unwilling to come out for a long time.

As his breathing calmed, he held her close, their foreheads touching, and gently stroked her palms, where there were small calluses from the friction.

"You've suffered so much these past years..."

He took her hand to his lips and kissed her palm.

“I’m not suffering.” She withdrew her hand, tracing his face, her fingertips brushing across his handsome brows, lingering on the center of his forehead, gently stroking it with her thumb, as if that could smooth away the furrows between his brows. “But you, how have you been all these years? Those things from the past…”

She hesitated for a moment, then stopped.

“All that’s in the past,” Xu Jinrong sighed, embracing her tightly once more. “If it weren’t for my incompetence, I wouldn’t have let you fall into such a predicament. I don’t think you would have left. Fortunately, I’ve found you again today. Didn’t you mention ‘a couple’ to me before? I didn’t understand then, and even accused you of being greedy. Now, after four years of separation, I finally understand what ‘a lifetime’ and ‘a couple’ truly mean. No matter how much wealth I accumulate or how high my achievements, without you by my side, what joy can I find? From now on, I only wish to spend my life with you, to be your one and only. Do you believe me?”

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