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"Why are you just standing there? I... I have no experience, I don't know what to do. Aren't you going to teach me properly?" Maggie Chang's pretty face flushed an even deeper shade of pink when she saw Shawn Young standing there dumbfounded, and she couldn't help but whisper coyly.
It was no wonder Maggie Chang looked so conflicted. After all, she had always been a self-respecting woman. When she finally made up her mind to give herself completely to Shawn Young, she had summoned all her courage and let go of her reservations, just wanting to 'repay' Shawn properly. But she hadn’t expected him to be so clueless, leaving her both frustrated and a little depressed.
"Oh—Maggie, I'm sorry. I... I just got too, too excited for a moment and didn't react—" Shawn Young snapped out of it and knew exactly what to do next. He eagerly pulled Maggie Chang into a close, intimate embrace.
"Ah—" Maggie was already nervous, and Shawn's sudden bear hug threw her off balance, making her fall right onto him. She could feel his excitement pressing hard against her belly through the blanket, the force so intense it seemed to protest even through the fabric. Maggie blushed even harder, feeling both shy and anxious, unsure what to do next. Still, she bravely looked up at Shawn, her heart pounding wildly.
Their eyes met, and for a moment, time seemed to freeze. Their breaths grew rapid, and with the distance between them so close, each exhale warmed the other's face. An intensely ambiguous and romantic atmosphere quickly filled the room.
Maggie could feel her heartbeat racing out of control, especially with Shawn's excitement pressing against her lower belly. A strange, restless sensation welled up inside her—part yearning, part impatience. Their embrace was so intimate, separated only by a thin blanket, and Shawn's body rubbed against her soft, delicate skin, the sensation so smooth and elastic it sent waves through his mind.
The blush on Maggie's cheeks grew even deeper, her beautiful eyes reflecting Shawn's face. She bit her lip and slowly closed her eyes, then boldly leaned in to kiss him.
Their lips met, and in that instant, all their suppressed passion was ignited. They hugged and kissed each other tightly, as if wanting to melt into one another. Their body heat soared, especially Maggie—her breath grew faster, her fair, delicate skin seemed tinged with pink, and her heart pounded wildly, clearly set ablaze by Shawn.
Shawn kissed Maggie's soft, cherry lips, skillfully slipping his tongue past her teeth and entwining with hers. His hands roamed her smooth, delicate back, and as his hot palms caressed her, Maggie couldn't help but let out a soft moan and hugged Shawn even tighter, as if only this could ease her nerves.
After a round of passionate kissing, Shawn Young finally let go of the breathless Maggie Chang. Her cheeks were flushed red, her snowy chest heaving wildly, and Shawn’s eyes sparkled with desire all over again. He scooped Maggie up by the waist, gently laid her on the bed, and admired her drop-dead gorgeous face and a body that looked sculpted by the gods themselves.
With her scars completely healed, Maggie’s skin was flawless—smooth and pale like a freshly peeled egg, glowing with a soft, jade-like luster. From her stunning face and elegant neck, Shawn’s gaze wandered down to her perky, round, snow-white peaks, each crowned with a pair of dazzling pink gems. Those peaks stood atop the snowy mountain range of her chest, a breathtaking sight that could steal anyone’s heart.
His eyes kept traveling: her slender waist, her long, straight, snow-white legs, the soft calves, and those cute, crystal-clear feet. But most captivating of all was the forbidden darkness between her tightly pressed thighs—a sight so alluring it felt criminal. The whole scene was like the world’s most precious work of art, and Shawn could barely resist the urge to pull her close and cherish her with all his might.
At that moment, Maggie was blushing furiously, shy and anxious. She’d never been intimate with a man before, and now she was lying completely naked in front of Shawn, feeling his scorching gaze roaming all over her body. Overwhelmed by embarrassment, she instinctively squeezed her legs together and tried to cover her chest with her arms. But after a moment’s hesitation, she let Shawn feast his eyes, turning her face away, unable to bear the shy excitement.
"Oh, Maggie, you’re gorgeous!" Shawn couldn’t help but groan, her bashful, seductive pose lighting a fire inside him. He couldn’t hold back any longer—he lowered his head, one hand climbing the trembling snowy peak, while his mouth found the cherry atop the other, gently sucking and teasing.
"Ah—" Maggie moaned softly, feeling a jolt of electricity spread from those two sensitive points on her chest. A strange, wonderful shiver filled her heart for the first time.
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Shawn kept exploring those snowy peaks, his hands wandering everywhere—down the mountains, across the plains, onto her round thighs, constantly caressing her smooth, tender skin. Maggie, overwhelmed by the intense stimulation, squirmed unconsciously and wrapped her arms tightly around his shoulders. Her legs, once clamped together, couldn’t help but rub against each other, a tingling sensation blooming inside her. Between her thighs, she was already getting wet.
Shawn’s hand didn’t leave that forbidden spot. Instead, he lingered, his fingers teasing and gently probing. Maggie’s heart skipped a beat, and she instinctively squeezed her legs together to guard her secret place. But after a moment’s hesitation, she relaxed, even spreading her legs a little—finally ready after her inner struggle.
At last, Shawn’s hand reached the place no one had ever touched before—so soft and delicate that the slightest contact made Maggie shudder as if struck by lightning. She let out a muffled, ambiguous moan, her breath quickening.
"What a sensitive little minx," Shawn thought, thrilled beyond words as he continued his passionate assault.
It didn’t take long—under Shawn’s expert teasing and caresses, Maggie was soaking wet down there, her body writhing uncontrollably from the intense pleasure. Shawn, now fully primed and rock-hard, yanked off the blanket covering him. His mighty weapon sprang forth, standing tall and proud, pointing straight at the sky with a fierce, dominating presence.
Sensing Shawn’s "dangerous aura," Maggie peeked through her tightly shut eyes. The sight of his massive, fiery cannon aimed right at her made her heart race like a startled deer. She shivered and instinctively clamped her legs together again.
But Shawn, in full battle mode, wasn’t about to let her escape. He slid his knee between her legs, pried them apart, and readied his "weapon" for action—no need for any fancy targeting system, he went straight for the command center! After all, the target was impossible to miss.
"Y-your thing is so... so big! I’m scared, can you be gentle?" Maggie whimpered, realizing there was no way out. She could only plead softly.
"Mm—I will," Shawn said excitedly, his burning, rigid member rubbing against her slick entrance. Maggie’s body trembled from the teasing, but soon, gritting her teeth, she took the initiative: "Come on—I’m ready. Just... please be gentle with me!"
"I will!" Shawn took her signal for attack, lowered his hips, and felt himself slide into a warm, wet, narrow place. Maggie’s furrowed brow relaxed a little—turns out, it didn’t hurt as much as she’d feared.
But Shawn quickly showed her just how naïve she’d been—he thrust his hips, forcing his way in and breaking through her barrier.
"Ah—it hurts!" Maggie cried out, a ripping pain spreading rapidly below. She felt as if her body was being split open by something huge and unyielding, and she couldn’t help but scream.
But her screams didn’t stop Shawn—in fact, they only fueled the beast inside him. Unaware he was on the verge of a "tribulation," Shawn’s mind filled with an overwhelming urge to possess her, his blood boiling. He started moving ruthlessly, ignoring Maggie’s cries, becoming even more ferocious.