Bibi Dong (R18)

"By the way, Jingyu,"

The beautiful woman spoke as she reclined in the arms of the man seated on the throne.

Feeling the plumpness of the figure in his embrace, he spoke softly,

"Um?"

"What is your strength now?"

Bibi Dong asked, leaning against his chest and feeling his heartbeat.

"Um, probably the strongest on this continent," he replied, though his answer held a hint of uncertainty.

"Probably?" she repeated, raising an eyebrow.

'Is there anyone stronger?'

She had seen him effortlessly defeat Qian Daoliu, a Limit Douluo and one of the strongest people on the continent.

Was there anyone stronger than him, except for the gods?

"You're right," he said, seemingly reading her thoughts.

"It would be a god".

"Hm"

Hearing him, Bibi Dong tilted her head curiously as if asking

What do you mean?

Don't the Gods live in the God Realm, separated from the Douluo Continent?'

'So, if the Gods live in the God Realm, doesn't it mean that you are the strongest in this continent?"

However, instead of answering, Wang Jingyu's gaze lingered on her, taking in her beauty.

She was the most stunning woman he had ever seen, and the sly yet sweet smile on her face had captivated him from the moment they had met.

And now, after 19 years of separation, the once sweet and silly girl had transformed into a mature and graceful beauty, exuding the noble aura of a Pope.

Her charm had reached an unparalleled level, captivating him like never before.

And those luscious lips,

Damn

Her lips were a work of art, the epitome of sensuality and desire, the kind that could drive a man wild.

The way they curved and parted slightly, revealing the glistening pink flesh within, was both alluring and irresistible.

The perfect balance of fullness and softness, a tantalizing invitation to be tasted and explored with fervent desire.

It was as if her lips held the secrets of the universe, and he seemed to be powerless to resist their pull.

"Jingyu,"

Suddenly feeling the intensity of his gaze, Bibi Dong's face flushed and she trembled against his chest, her breathing becoming shallow.

However this contrast between her usual grace and the shy, vulnerable expression proved to be too compelling to bear,

He reached up to lift her chin, their eyes locking in a silent agreement.

The air was charged with an electric tension, the anticipation of what was to come palpable.

Then, without warning he leaned in, his lips meeting hers in a fervent kiss that sent sparks shooting through their bodies, his hand cradling her face with a fierce possessiveness,

"Mn"

She moaned softly into his mouth, her hands tangling in his hair as they deepened the kiss.

Their tongues intertwined, and they tasted the sweetness of each other's lips.

The heat between them was palpable, and he couldn't help but wrap his arms around her, pulling her closer,

The world fell away around them as they lost themselves in the moment,

The fire between them burned hot and bright, consuming them both as they deepened the kiss,

their bodies pressed together lost in a passionate embrace that took their breath away.

As they broke apart, gasping for air, their eyes were locked in a heated gaze that spoke of the passion that still simmered just below the surface.

The intensity of their passion had left them both breathless, and they lingered in each other's embrace for a moment, catching their breath and reveling in the heady rush of emotions.

Wang Jingyu gazed upon her beauty, marveling at how she looked both weak and powerful in his arms.

Her face was flushed with a mix of awe and desire, and her parted lips invited him to kiss her again.

He could feel the heat radiating off her skin as their bodies pressed against each other, igniting a fire within him.

It was a moment of pure passion, an inferno of desire that threatened to consume them both.

Leaning his forehead against hers, he wrapped his strong arms around her waist and spoke in a hoarse, trembling tone.

"Dong'er," he breathed, "I want you."

"Um"

She murmured a soft, wordless response, a simple yet powerful sound that conveyed everything he needed to hear.

Without hesitation, Without any hesitation, he stood up from the throne with her still in his arms, cradling her with a strength and tenderness that made her heart skip a beat, his muscles rippling as he carried her effortlessly down the

Hall.

As he carried her down the hall to her room, Bibi Dong felt her heart pounding in her chest, her body still humming with the electric energy of their kiss.

She clung to Wang Jingyu's neck, savoring the warmth of his embrace and the feel of his muscular arms holding her close,

her body quivering with anticipation.

As he set her down on the bed, the air between them crackled with electricity.

Their eyes locked into each other and as she looked up into Wang Jingyu's fiery gaze, her heart trembled.

She could feel the intensity of his desire burning through her, and she knew without a doubt what was to come next.

But she was not afraid, for she had waited 19 long years for this moment.

As he laid her gently on the bed,

He leaned in closer, inhaling the sweet scent of her skin, feeling her warm breath against his face.

His heart raced as he brushed his lips against hers, savoring the sensation of her softness and the taste of her essence.

Her response was immediate, and their lips continued to passionately entwine, and their tongues danced in a fiery tango.

A moan escaped Bibi Dong's lips as he deepened the kiss, his hands roamed across her curves, feeling every inch of her skin, igniting a blazing desire within him.

He couldn't get enough of her, and he knew that this moment was the culmination of years of longing and desire.

It was like they were the only two people in the world, lost in a sea of pleasure.

As they parted, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, Wang Jingyu knew that he wanted more.

Kissing her again, with a gentle fervor, his lips trailing slowly down her face, leaving behind a trail of wet warmth that sent shivers down her spine.

As he moved towards her neck, he left a trail of kisses and nibbles, igniting an unfamiliar yet delightful sensation that left Bibi Dong gasping for breath.

"Mn"

She moaned in surprise, a sound that only fueled his passion.

He wanted to mark her as his, to claim her in every way possible.

And she didn't resist, willingly submitting to his every desire.

This possessiveness he displayed was something she had yearned for, a depth of passion that left her wanting more.

And as they surrendered to the passion that consumed them, nothing else mattered except for the fire that burned between them.

The kissing intensified as she tore off his clothes, to which he did the same. 

After her robes were removed, her voluptuous body came into view. 

As he peeled away the layers of her robes, her bountiful and flawless bosom was revealed in all its glory.

The sight of her large and perfectly round curves left him mesmerized, his desire pulsating with an unquenchable flame.

Without a moment's hesitation, he leaned in, his mouth tracing a path from one perfect breast to the other, his hand caressing the other with gentle strokes.

As his lips closed over her tender nipples, her body arched in response, a low moan escaping her lips as she surrendered to his touch.

"Mn"

"Hnn~"

"Ahn~"

Her enchanting moans roused the surroundings, causing his shaft to harden beneath his clothes, and poke her entrance from below.

"Aahh~"

He then leaned in close, tracing a path of delicate kisses down her abdomen, each one eliciting a sweet sigh or moan from her lips.

"Mn.~"

"Aah~"

The sound of her moans only served to drive him further, his manhood hardening with each passing moment.

Despite his raging shaft that threatened to rip his pants and burst out, he took his time, savoring the feel of her soft skin against his lips and reveling in the small gasps of pleasure that escaped her.

As his gaze descended lower, his hands deftly began to remove her lower clothing, baring her luscious form inch by inch.

Each revealed inch was more alluring than the last until she lay before him in all her tempting glory.

After he slowly peeled away all of her robes, the breathtaking sight of her naked body left him utterly captivated.

Her body was a masterpiece, with curves and lines that flowed together in perfect harmony.

Smooth, pale skin shone like white jade in the dim light, and a light sheen of sweat gave her an ethereal glow.

The mere sight of her lying before him, naked and vulnerable, was enough to set his heart ablaze with passion and desire.

The urge to explore every inch of her consumed him, to make her writhe in pleasure beneath his body and scream his name in pure ecstasy.

And from the way Bibi Dong looked at him, he knew that she wanted the same.

As his gaze drifted downwards, he couldn't help but notice the delicate area between her legs.

The color was a soft, inviting pink, and he was drawn to it.

With a passionate hunger in his eyes, his hand roamed over every curve of her body, savoring the softness of her skin and the alluring shape of her figure.

While his other hand followed a similar path, descending down her supple body, caressing every inch of her until it reached the hidden treasure she had safeguarded for so long, awaiting to be claimed by him.

"Ahnn~"

She felt his fingers graze over her sensitive flesh, causing her to gasp in pleasure.

"So, you're wet too!"

He could feel the moistness between her legs, which made him realize that she was just as aroused as he was.

Not wasting time, he removed his robe, revealing his undergarments, which proved to be inadequate at concealing his aroused state.

His impressive rock-hard manhood was visible through the fabric, which quickly followed his trousers to the bed.

As he revealed himself fully naked, his member sprang forth, a sight to behold.

The white fluid that gathered at the tip of his shaft was reminiscent of hers, a clear indication of their mutual desire.

The strong, musky scent emanating from it caused her to shiver as her thighs inadvertently rubbed together in anticipation, unsure if it was fear or excitement that coursed through her.

But as gazed down at her with a look of intense desire, and his throbbing manhood hovered over the entrance to her wet folds,

"Are you ready?"

Though she didn't reply, her parted legs spoke volumes of her desire, their invitation unmistakable.

And if there was any lingering doubt, the glistening slickness that coated her folds and the moisture that pooled between them left no question as to her readiness.