I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming!-Chapter 217 I’m Not Leaving Until One of Us Can’t Walk

Chapter 217: Chapter 217 I’m Not Leaving Until One of Us Can’t Walk

Li Ruoxi did not want to admit it, even to herself, but the entire scene was affecting her far more deeply than she expected.

Her heart was beating faster now.

Her breathing had also become a little uneven.

After all, this was the very first time she had ever witnessed such an intimate moment between a man and a woman.

Everything about it felt unfamiliar yet strangely captivating.

She told herself she should look away.

Yet her eyes refused to leave the scene before her.

Lin Feng’s confident movements, Li Zhiyan’s soft reactions, the quiet intensity filling the room and it all created a strange pull that kept Li Ruoxi rooted in place.

Even as embarrassment crept across her face, she continued watching from the shadows, unable to tear her gaze away.

The minutes stretched on as Lin Feng’s movements gradually shifted further south, his eyes never leaving the delicate, glistening treasure that lay between Li Zhiyan’s long, smooth, and perfectly toned legs.

The soft curves and glistening petals called to him, and he paused just long enough to drink in every detail... the subtle sheen of her wetness, the quiver of her thighs, the heat radiating from her lotus pond.

He could feel her scent, sweet and intoxicating, filling the air and tugging at every instinct he had.

After a few measured breaths, Lin Feng’s patience vanished.

Without another thought, he lowered his face and buried it in her warmth, pressing his lips against her delicate petals.

The taste, the softness, the heat... it all overwhelmed his senses in a rush that left him momentarily dazed, yet craving more.

Li Zhiyan’s reaction was immediate.

Her body arched, pressing instinctively against him, and a shiver ran through her spine as waves of pure bliss began to ripple outward.

"Ahhhh..."

"Ohhhhh..." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Ughhhh..."

Her moans were raw, lewd, and uncontrollable.

They spilled from her lips like music, filling the room with the sound of her pleasure.

Each movement of Lin Feng’s tongue, each teasing flick against her most sensitive spot, sent jolts of ecstasy racing through her body, and within minutes, she could feel herself climbing toward the edge of overwhelming rapture.

Her hips lifted instinctively, pressing up to offer herself completely to Lin Feng, matching the rhythm of his long fat tongue movements as if her body had no will of its own.

Her hands clutched at his hair, holding on for dear life, fingers threading through the dark strands as waves of pleasure coursed through her.

Every shiver, every gasp, every desperate moan that escaped her lips only drove him deeper, and she pressed herself closer, offering herself without restraint, completely surrendered to the exquisite torment he was giving her.

And then the inevitable happened. The entire dam of her restraint shattered completely.

"Young Master Lin Fenggggggg!" Li Zhiyan cried, her voice rising high and frantic, her body quivering and rocking against the bed as heat and pleasure consumed her.

A warm, sticky stream of liquid shot from her most secret place, erupting like a geyser, and the intensity of it made her vision blur and her senses spin.

Lin Feng’s lips clamped down over the gushing flow, drinking deeply as though he had been denied nourishment for a trillion years and more.

Every gulp, every pull of her taste seemed to heighten her sensations even further, driving her into an almost otherworldly state of euphoria.

Her hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, wanting more contact, more sensation.

Her back arched, pressing her body fully against him, and each motion sent fresh tremors of pleasure racing through her.

Her moans grew louder, more desperate, almost frantic as she teetered on the very edge of ecstasy.

The bed creaked beneath her as her legs shivered uncontrollably, her thighs quivering with the power of each wave of bliss that swept over her.

Even as she cried out and gasped for breath, the exquisite torment of sensation made her want to surrender entirely to him, to let herself be completely consumed by the fire he had ignited inside her.

Lin Feng’s mouth, lips, and tongue moved with a practiced precision, tracing, teasing, and claiming her in a way that left her gasping and trembling.

Every soft lick, every nip, every press of his mouth seemed to draw out deeper, more desperate moans, and soon, the entire room was alive with the sound of her surrender.

And then Lin Feng did something completely unexpected.

He shifted his lips slightly higher and sank them onto the little pleasure button that had already grown hard under his expert attention.

One firm, deliberate suck was all it took to push Li Zhiyan over the edge, and she erupted in a fresh wave of uncontrollable ecstasy.

"It’s coming again! Noooooo! Young Master Lin Feng...! Ahhhhhhh!" she screamed again, her voice breaking as a second, hotter wave of liquid flowed from her, soaking his lips and chin.

He drank eagerly, almost ravenously, as though her very essence was the only thing sustaining him.

Li Zhiyan’s body trembled violently, nearly convulsing under the intensity, and for the first time, she felt the true power of pleasure which was overwhelming, all-consuming, and impossible to resist.

Her vision blurred, her mind lost all sense of order, and all that remained was the pure, unfiltered ecstasy that Lin Feng was extracting from every inch of her being.

Even Li Ruoxi, watching silently from the shadows, felt a shiver run through her body at the sight.

She could hear every gasp, every moan, every desperate cry, and it stirred something deep within her, though she tried to look away.

The intensity, the rawness, the control that Lin Feng wielded over Li Zhiyan... it was unlike anything she had ever imagined.

And, of course, the finale was drawing near. Lin Feng leaned close to Li Zhiyan, his voice dropping to a whisper so soft that even Li Ruoxi, with her high cultivation base, could not make out a single word.

The syllables were lost to her ears, but the intention was unmistakable.

Li Zhiyan’s body trembled subtly at the sound of his voice, and she tilted her head slightly, waiting for what would follow next.

Without warning, Lin Feng spread her long, smooth legs wide, exposing her completely.