Diary of my Ex - Chapter 7: Passion in the Pool - The Dazzling Climax

At the end of the iron staircase, was a floor-to-ceiling glass. The entire space was so brightly lit it almost hurt the eyes.

Taking up most of the area was a large jacuzzi, with countless bubbles rising to the surface, frantically racing each other to escape the water.
Wen Yuan took a deep breath, struggling internally, urging herself, *“Wen Yuan, stay clear-headed! While you still have some reason left, get out of here!”*

Her fingers, which had been holding on, slowly released, creating a growing distance between them. Yet, she didn’t fully let go, unconsciously reaching out as if trying to touch an elusive illusion just beyond her grasp.
Han Liang narrowed his eyes and grabbed the hand that had just let go, pulling her back into his embrace. Her soft body collided with his firm chest. The pressure, the ambiguity, the confusion, and the intense masculine scent overwhelmed Wen Yuan’s senses, making it impossible for her to control her breathing or heart rate.
Summoning her courage, she looked up at Han Liang, lips parting slightly, but not a single word came out.
His lips descended upon hers—soft, warm, moist. His tongue lightly traced her lips, teasing the corners of her mouth.

“Wen Yuan, trust me! Trust yourself. Trust the moment alright?.” His large hand pressed gently against her chest, feeling the wild heartbeat beneath her clothes, her breath coming in shallow, rapid gasps.

Staring into Han Liang’s eyes, Wen Yuan was startled to find sincerity there, devoid of the lust she had expected. It only made her feel even more flustered.
As he lifted her chin, his intoxicating eyes drew nearer. She closed her eyes, long lashes trembling.
His kisses trailed across her upper and lower lips, from gentle to intense, tongues intertwining as their breaths mixed.

Han Liang tasted her tongue, unwilling to let go. His hands roamed from her waist to her smooth back, skillfully unhooking her bra. The sudden release made Wen Yuan’s tension dissolve slightly.
His large hand cupped her breast, squeezing gently, savoring the softness, warmth, and allure.

With buttons undone, Wen Yuan, half-naked, was trapped in Han Liang’s embrace while he remained fully clothed.
Han Liang stepped back slightly, admiring her while slowly unbuttoning his own shirt, slipping off his belt, and lowering his trousers.

Wen Yuan’s gaze traveled down his well-toned body, eventually stopping at a spot she shouldn’t have focused on.
*Oh my God, is it even possible for an Asian man to be that big?(tl:now we know why WY so…)*

His erect member pointed skyward, the swollen head almost bursting out of his waistband. Wen Yuan was so shocked that she audibly swallowed.
Amused, Han Liang chuckled, discarding his last piece of clothing and pulling Wen Yuan back into his arms.
Softness and firmness rubbed together, her already hard nipples growing even more sensitive as they brushed against his chest, tingling with desire for attention.

Han Liang pulled down the zipper of her dress, letting it fall to the floor with a soft rustle.
Through her panties, his fingers traced along her inner thighs, moving to her most sensitive area, gently rubbing.

He watched her as her beautiful eyes opened and closed, breaths growing shorter, her head tilting back, forming an elegant curve.

Pulling his hand away, he watched as Wen Yuan opened her eyes. The desire in them was just as he expected.
“Baby, take off your panties,” he commanded, his tone hovering between a suggestion and a demand.

Wen Yuan didn’t refuse. Han Liang’s gaze fell on the soft, fine hairs, obedient like the woman before him.

Her fair, soft body was enveloped in his strong arms as Han Liang carried her into the jacuzzi.
Pressing her against the wall, his lips captured hers, sucking and nibbling. His agile tongue explored her hot, moist mouth, tasting every inch.
Her breath was stolen away, and instinctively she tried to pull back, but he gently held the back of her head, keeping her close.

Releasing her ponytail, her damp hair cascaded down, spreading like seaweed in the water, making her porcelain skin appear even smoother.

His kisses trailed down from her lips to her neck, her collarbone, and eventually stopped at her yearning breasts.
Waves of pleasure surged through her, forcing moans and gasps from her lips. Embarrassed, Wen Yuan bit down on her lower lip.

“Baby, learn to enjoy it, to relax. We’re just getting started,” Han Liang whispered. He wasn’t lying—the screams that awaited would be nothing short of a cosmic explosion.

Wen Yuan was soon quivering with need as he sucked on her sensitive spots. She couldn’t help but try to close her legs.

Suddenly, Han Liang lifted her, setting her on the jacuzzi’s edge, her legs wide open, fully exposed. She was so ashamed she wanted to sink into the water.
Han Liang guessed that she had never experienced being “eaten” before.

His voice, like a spell, whispered in her ear, “Trust me, you’re going to love it.”
Love him? Or love oral sex? … *Mmm~* A sultry moan escaped her lips.

Han Liang’s head was already between her thighs, leaving wet kisses on her dripping folds.
His slippery tongue parted her petals, exploring without restraint.

“Ah~” It was too sensitive. Her legs instinctively tried to close.
She tried to pull away, but he grabbed her hips and yanked her closer.
His tongue delved deep into her flower, slightly stretching her soft walls as juices began to flow.

His prominent nose intentionally brushed against her swollen clit. Everything was in disarray—her breathing, her heartbeat, her nerves, her very soul.

That sensitive pearl was licked, teased, and sucked while a finger slipped inside her, moving in sync with his tongue, rhythmically thrusting.
Waves of pleasure shot through her, making her entire body tingle. Her dazed eyes locked onto Han Liang’s head between her legs as sensations shattered her worldview. Soft, fragmented moans filled the air.

As her breaths grew faster and heavier, a second finger joined the first.
The stimulation sent her over the edge like a crashing wave, electricity coursing through her body, leaving her gasping.
“Stop… please… stop…” she whimpered, trembling.

Han Liang held her shaking body. “Shh, shh, it’s okay, baby,” he cooed, gently patting her.
The girl in his arms, her cheeks flushed with desire, was utterly irresistible.

Feeling the heat build in his own loins, his hard shaft ached for release.
Once more, he kissed her lips, her taste lingering on his tongue.
She tried to push him away, but her small hands were guided down to grasp his thick hardness.
“We’ve only just finished the foreplay.” He positioned himself between her thighs, rubbing his hardness against her dripping entrance, teasing her swollen clit.

With a tender stroke of her damp hair, he gazed at her intensely and said, “Little miss, it seems you’re not that experienced. Let me show you what true sex is like.”

His eyes were dark with desire. Cupping her face, he whispered, “Give yourself to me. Trust me.”