For a long time, Yan Jingshu continued to worship him with her mouth, moving with a rhythm that was both tender and eager, her soft lips sliding up and down his throbbing length, her tongue swirling skillfully over every sensitive inch of heated skin. Jun Hao lay back, completely lost in the overwhelming pleasure, his head thrown back, his eyes squeezed shut, and his large hands constantly buried deep in her silky hair. He caressed her gently, guiding her movements, sometimes pressing just enough to urge her to take him deeper, groaning low in his chest as the wet, hot, tight sensation of her mouth threatened to unravel him completely.

It felt like an eternity of pure bliss, but eventually, the pleasure built up to a point where it was no longer enough. The pressure coiling tight in his lower abdomen became unbearable, a fierce, urgent need that demanded more than just her mouth. He could feel his release approaching rapidly, powerful and massive, ready to explode out of him at any second.

Suddenly, without warning, Jun Hao moved. His hands tightened firmly but gently around her waist, and in one smooth, powerful motion, he lifted her entire body up from where she knelt between his legs. Before she could even gasp or understand what was happening, he pulled her backward until she was seated perfectly in his lap, her back pressed firmly against his broad, muscular chest. She was completely naked, soft and warm, her bare skin sliding against his, and he held her securely with one arm wrapped tightly around her midsection, trapping her against him.

Yan Jingshu let out a small, startled cry, her hands instinctively gripping his forearm. "Jun Hao! What are you—" she started to ask, her voice breathless and confused, her heart racing from the sudden change.

But she didn’t get to finish her question. With his other hand, Jun Hao guided his massive, rock-hard, and incredibly wet manhood—glistening and slick from her own saliva—straight to her entrance. Her pussy was already dripping wet, absolutely soaked and swollen, hot and slippery beyond belief, made ready and extra lubricated from all the arousal and activity of her pleasuring him just moments before. It was open, eager, and incredibly sensitive.

He didn’t hesitate. With a powerful thrust of his hips, he drove forward, burying his entire length deep inside her in one single, heavy, forceful motion, sinking right to the very root until his heavy pelvis crashed hard against her soft, rounded bottom. He pushed in so deep, so completely, that he felt as though he was piercing right through her, his thick, throbbing shaft stretching her wide open, filling her tight passage completely and hitting the very entrance of her womb instantly.

"Ah!—!!"

Yan Jingshu’s eyes flew wide open, her mouth falling agape in a silent scream of shock and overwhelming sensation. Her body arched backward against him, her toes curling, her hands clutching his arm even tighter. It was sudden, intense, and incredibly forceful. She felt the massive intrusion all at once—the heavy, thick weight of him filling her completely, stretching her sensitive walls, the sudden deep penetration that sent a sharp jolt of sensation through her entire body. It was a mix of everything: surprise at his sudden action, a sharp, fleeting pinch of pain from how deep and hard he entered, but instantly overpowered by an explosion of indescribable, mind-numbing pleasure that radiated from her core all the way to her fingertips.

Before she could even adjust to his size or catch her breath, Jun Hao held her firmly in place, locked deep inside her warm, tight, clinging depths, and let go completely. His hips bucked forward once more, pressing as deep as physically possible, and with a loud, guttural groan that vibrated against her back, he erupted.

He exploded inside her with terrifying force. Wave after wave of thick, scorching hot, heavy semen shot out from him, powerful jets firing deep, deep inside her, blasting directly against her cervix and flooding her womb. He pumped her full, load after heavy load pouring out endlessly, filling her deepest cavity completely. It was so much, so abundant, that it instantly overflowed, thick and creamy, gushing out around his buried length and running down her inner thighs, marking her thoroughly from the inside out. He shuddered violently, his body convulsing against hers, emptying every last drop of his essence into her, claiming her most sacred place as his own, binding them together in the most intimate way possible.

Yan Jingshu trembled uncontrollably in his arms, overwhelmed by the sheer volume and heat pouring inside her. The sensation of being filled so completely, of feeling his hot seed flooding her womb, was intensely erotic and possessive. She was still catching her breath, her heart pounding wildly, her mind still reeling from the suddenness and the sheer intensity of it all.

When the last shudders finally subsided and Jun Hao’s breathing began to steady, he remained buried deep inside her, softening slowly but still holding her close.

Yan Jingshu recovered quickly, and the first thing she did was reach back with her hand, pinching the soft flesh at his waist hard, twisting it playfully but with clear annoyance. She pouted, turning her head to glare at him over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed and her chest heaving.

"Hey! Why did you do that so suddenly?" she complained, her voice a mix of breathlessness and mock anger, though her eyes were sparkling with pleasure. "You really scared me half to death! One moment I was... I was doing that for you... and the next you just... hah... you just took me like that without warning... I was so surprised..." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

Jun Hao chuckled low and huskily, resting his chin on her shoulder, his arms still wrapped comfortably around her. He nuzzled her neck affectionately, completely unrepentant and looking thoroughly pleased with himself.

"I did it because I wanted to," he replied simply, his voice thick and satisfied. "Because I wanted to release as much of my seed as possible, deep inside your womb. I wanted to fill you up completely, until you couldn’t hold anymore. That is where it belongs, isn’t it? Inside you."

Yan Jingshu’s cheeks turned an even deeper shade of red, her heart skipping a beat at his bold words. She twisted her fingers a little bit harder on his waist, making him hiss playfully. "And what if I get pregnant from this, huh?" she asked, her voice dropping to a soft, teasing whisper, though there was a hint of genuine curiosity and emotion behind it. "If I really do end up carrying your child... are you going to take responsibility? Hmm?"

Jun Hao burst out laughing, the sound deep and rich, vibrating through his chest and against her back. He hugged her tighter, rocking her gently back and forth while still buried deep inside her.

"Pregnant?" he repeated, his tone filled with amusement and a little bit of mischief. "My darling... that is exactly what I want. I would be absolutely delighted if you did. Then... hahaha... then I would have a child who is a billionaire, wouldn’t I? Hahaha! I’d have a rich, beautiful child with you... the best kind of treasure anyone could ask for! Hahaha!"

Yan Jingshu listened to his ridiculous, joking words, and despite herself, despite the fact that she was still pretending to be annoyed, she couldn’t help it. His carefree attitude, his silly jokes, and the way he always turned everything into something fun was exactly what she loved about him. She couldn’t keep a straight face anymore.

She burst into laughter too, shaking her head as she continued to pinch and twist the soft flesh at his waist and side over and over again, though now her actions were completely playful and affectionate.

"You... you and your nonsense!" she laughed, her voice light and happy, the annoyance completely gone, replaced by pure joy. "You never take anything seriously, do you? Always joking around... ah! You really are impossible... hahaha!"

"Alright, alright! I’m sorry! Hahaha!" Jun Hao laughed along with her, enjoying her playful punishment, completely unbothered. "Alright, alright, stop pinching! It hurts! Hahaha!"

They both dissolved into laughter, holding each other close, still connected intimately, their bodies warm, sticky, and satisfied, their hearts lighter and closer than ever before. Even amidst the teasing and the complaints, the atmosphere was thick with affection, warmth, and a deep, happy bond that had formed between them.

Just as their laughter began to fade and they settled back into a comfortable silence, simply enjoying each other’s warmth, a soft chime sounded from the bedside table, followed almost immediately by a vibration from her phone.

Yan Jingshu shifted slightly in his arms, reaching out to pick up her device, glancing at the screen. Her expression turned calm and composed again as she read the notifications.

She turned back to look at Jun Hao, her eyes soft and loving, a small, satisfied smile playing on her lips.

"Well," she said softly, showing him the screen. "It seems everything is ready. The butler has reported that dinner is fully prepared and waiting in the grand dining hall. And Suying just called too... she has finished buying everything I ordered. All your new clothes are neatly placed right outside our bedroom door, just as I told her."

Jun Hao looked at her, amazed once again by how seamlessly everything worked in her world. With just a few words spoken hours ago, a lavish feast and an entire wardrobe of luxury clothing had materialized just for them. He smiled back at her, his heart swelling with gratitude and love.

"Perfect timing," he whispered, kissing her shoulder softly. "Then... shall we get ready? I believe I have a feast to enjoy... and not just the food."

Yan Jingshu giggled, nodding slowly, completely content in his arms. "Yes... let’s go. Let me show you exactly how a billionaire dines."