Favoring Qie Over Wife (1)

Song Jia woke up with a throbbing forehead, feeling that there was something wrong with her lower body. Her head turned sideways as she blinked, looking around the room that she found herself in.

What she saw only made her feel strange. Nearly everything in the room was red. She could feel that she was lying down on a soft bed, her hair sticking to her cheeks and temples with sweat.

Her body's abnormality made Song Jia lower her eyes. Instantly, it felt like a white-hot lightning bolt had struck her head and decimated her thoughts. She was left with a blank mind.

There was a man lying on top of her!

Even more than that...even more than that, she could feel that something foreign was inside of her, throbbing with need. Song Jia felt stretched out, so she subconsciously tightened around it.

"You..." A hoarse voice sounded above her head, his breathing uneven. "You better stop that."

Song Jia, who had not yet recovered, glanced up and met the eyes of the man on top of her.

His gaze at her was complex. His thin lips were pressed tightly together, and sweat dripped down from his forehead. He clearly looked like he was in pain.

Song Jia thought to herself that this man looked very handsome.

Unfortunately, they met in such a way that she could not appreciate his beauty for long. She was so uncomfortable that she twisted her lower body, wanting to push him out.

But this movement only increased the man's lust. He tried to resist as he buried his face into her neck and panted. His warm breath fanned against her sensitive skin, causing Song Jia to shiver.

"Behave!" His gloomy voice was filled with warning. "Do you really want to turn me into a beast?"

Song Jia froze and stiffened in shock.

The man whose body was pressing against hers was satisfied and slowly got his control back. She was really tight, comfortably encasing him in her warmth.

He had not tasted a woman before. Furthermore, he was drugged with an aphrodisiac and his desire had not been alleviated. The man knew he could not hold back for long.

He vehemently cursed the terrible luck that brought him this unbearable torment.

Song Jia was full of complaints from his scolding, her eyes becoming watery.

The body she was occupying was a virgin before this, ah! How could her untouched and pure body handle this monstrously huge thing?!

Song Jia felt aggrieved.

Her first time transmigrating...and some pervert was already taking advantage of her. Her luck could not be any worse!

"Pull..." Her voice was delicate and soft, startling Song Jia. Already, she could tell that this body of hers was too weak and fragile for this kind of intense exercise. She could only retreat! "Quickly pull out of me."

The man looked down at her and his lips curved upwards into a freezing arc. He had already given her time to adjust, yet she was still trying to escape him. How annoying!

Did she know how much he was suffering? They had been in bed for an hour already, as he tried to accommodate her and make her feel less pain. He was her husband, so he had to properly take care of his wife.

Staying into her deepest part and not moving...he breathed. It was really hard.

"You..." She grabbed the arm that was holding her waist, wanting him to let her go.

But her movement only annoyed him further.

Now that they were here at this point, she wanted to stop? Not a chance!

He straightened his back and pulled out. He comfortably let her her narrow inner walls squeeze on the head of his hardened member before rushing back in. His impact was so forceful that if it was not for his arm around her waist, she would have slid backwards and hit the headboard.

Song Jia bit his shoulder to muffle her scream.

He was so deep inside her womb that it was hard for her to breathe. She could feel every vein of his large shaft throb. She was so tight that he needed to constantly pull her against him with no gaps between their bodies so that she won't squeeze him out.

His mouth parted as he panted.

It also felt like a million mouths was sucking his manhood, which made him swell even larger. His expansion made Song Jia wince. He was already so big, but he was he was getting even bigger.

At this rate, she would not be able to get out of bed for several days!

Her tightness made him feel like he was in seventh heaven. Even without moving, he felt like he was about to spray out his release. He forcefully pressed down his desire and continued moving.

Pull out. Insert. Withdraw. Insert.

He thrusted slowly, since he wanted to feel all of her. He grinded his shaft into her flower cave, exploring every nook and cranny. Her spring water flowed down between their legs, creating a lubricant for him to move easily.

"Relax." His voice was low and tender. "I'll be gentle."

He pressed his lips against hers, taking care to slow down his pace. But every time he stuffed himself in, he always went deeper than the last. She clutched his arms and accepted his kiss. Song Jia was starting to forget his size. She took pleasure in the rhythmic movement of their hips.

She was a professional transmigrator. This man was unaware that he was a stranger to her. Also, she had realized the obvious meaning of why there were so many red things inside the room. Who told her to go and pick a body that was currently doing intimate actions with her husband-to-be? Anyway, this man was so gentle and it would soon be over. She would just treat this as a small sacrifice on her part.

Later, Song Jia would realize how wrong she was about that.