Two fervent bodies entwine with one another, inseparably connected.
Nan Fei has long forgotten how to think, forgotten everything about the outside world, the emptiness in her body urging her to be filled. She clings tightly to the man's lean waist, murmuring distractedly, moaning sweetly.
"Beijiang, I want... give me..." The words escape her lips, and for a moment, Nan Fei is shocked back to clarity by her own boldness, unable to believe she could utter such... such shameless words.
It is at this moment that the man thrusts deeply, and Nan Fei is once more swept away by an overwhelming tide, her ability to think vanishing completely.
With the world spinning around her, Nan Fei is pinned to the bed. Each thrust is more intense than the last, nearly pushing her off the bed. Thankfully, the man's quick reflexes catch her and pull her back beneath him each time she verges on being overwhelmed by his "passionate love."
She loses count of how many times it happens.
