Chapter 122: Can’t Do It Anymore?

"HISS... Xinyue, be careful! Don’t let your teeth scrape it!"

"You can use your tongue, too. It’ll feel even better."

"Exactly, just like that. It feels so damn good."

In the bedroom, Lin Meng sat on the edge of the bed while Zhang Xinyue knelt before him, carefully bobbing her head over his intimidating length. It was obvious she had never done this before; she had absolutely zero experience. But under his guidance, she quickly grasped the technique, bringing Lin Meng so much pleasure that his entire body tingled.

Looking down at her earnest, hard-working expression filled him with an even deeper sense of satisfaction. Not only that, Lin Meng noticed the look in her eyes growing increasingly excited.

It seemed she had a wild side deep down in her bones after all!

After a while, seeing Zhang Xinyue breaking a sweat from the exertion, Lin Meng helped her up. "Xinyue, you must be tired. Let me take over and serve you now."

"Mhm." Zhang Xinyue gave a gentle nod and obediently lay back on the bed. She bit her red lip lightly. Her expression revealed a hint of nervousness, but mostly, it was filled with anticipation.

Lin Meng didn’t hold back. He reached out and stripped her clean, revealing a body as flawless as creamy white jade.

Absolutely gorgeous!

There wasn’t a single flaw to be found on Zhang Xinyue’s body. Perhaps due to her intense excitement, her twin snowy peaks actually began to leak sweet, spring-like milk once again. Lin Meng’s mouth went dry at the sight. He leaned down, captured one of the cherry-pink buds in his mouth, and began to suck vigorously.

"Ah... that feels so good!" Zhang Xinyue let out a soft moan and wrapped her arms tightly around Lin Meng’s head, looking as though she wanted to press him directly into her body.

After having his fill of both, Lin Meng finally lifted his head. However, he didn’t rush straight to the main event; instead, he began trailing kisses down Zhang Xinyue’s neck.

Lin Meng had learned quite a bit about women by now. He knew that women at different stages of life had different needs. Take Cheng Xiue, for instance. She was vastly experienced in the ways of intimacy and only cared about reaching satisfaction as quickly as possible. With her, there was no need for extensive foreplay—he could just dive straight into the action.

Zhang Xinyue, on the other hand, was different. Even though she had already given birth to a child, mentally, she was still like an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl. Judging by her reactions, she clearly didn’t have much experience in bed, either. With someone like her, he couldn’t be too direct or rough. He needed to satisfy her physically while making her feel cherished and loved emotionally.

So, starting from her neck, Lin Meng slowly kissed his way down, soon leaving a trail of affection over every inch of her upper body. When his lips reached her lower abdomen, Zhang Xinyue subconsciously parted her fair, tender legs.

Instantly, her pink, glistening center was fully exposed to Lin Meng’s gaze. It was so beautiful it was almost breathtaking. Not only was it pink and pristine, but in its state of arousal, it pulsed invitingly, oozing copious amounts of sweet nectar with every quiver. Judging from such an intense reaction, it was glaringly obvious that Zhang Xinyue had gone a very long time without intimacy.

"Lin... Lin Meng, I’m aching so badly." Her face flushed crimson as she writhed in torment on the bed.

"Xinyue, let me make you feel good first." Lin Meng didn’t hesitate. He lowered his head and dove right in, teasing her frantically with his tongue.

"Ah... my good hubby! Xinyue loves you so much!" The pleasure sent Zhang Xinyue’s soul soaring to the heavens. She clamped her legs tightly around Lin Meng’s head, crying out in unrestrained ecstasy.

As Lin Meng tasted her slick sweetness, mingled with the faint, milky scent of her breasts from earlier, he felt like he was going to explode with pleasure. Even while kissing Zhang Xinyue, he had been absorbing a large amount of Yin Qi from her. Now, an even greater flood of Yin Qi was continuously pouring into his body from her pink core.

However, to Lin Meng’s surprise, just as he was about to absorb all of her Yin Qi, he noticed something. Deep within Zhang Xinyue’s lower abdomen lingered another faint wisp of energy that showed absolutely no signs of emerging. Strangely enough, this particular wisp of energy felt like the purest of all, filling him with a primal, instinctual craving.

It was the first time Lin Meng had ever encountered such a situation. Reaching up to cup her twin snowy peaks, he activated his Yin-Yang Saint Hand to heighten the stimulation. He wanted to coax that pure energy out and absorb it as quickly as possible.

"Good... hubby, I can’t take it anymore..."

Suddenly, Zhang Xinyue let out a tearful moan. Thrashing her head wildly in a frenzy of pleasure, she arched her back and thrust her hips up off the mattress. It was obvious that Zhang Xinyue had climaxed.

While Lin Meng admired the enchanting sight of her reaching the peak, he felt a spark of defiance in his heart. He had pushed Zhang Xinyue this far, yet that final wisp of energy still refused to emerge!

He thought, "Damn it, I refuse to believe I can’t absorb it."

Once Zhang Xinyue caught her breath and settled back onto the bed, Lin Meng positioned himself at her tender entrance. "Xinyue, I’m going in."

"Come in, my good hubby," Zhang Xinyue replied, her voice laced with a languid charm, slightly lifting her hips in preparation.

SQUELCH!

Lin Meng took a deep breath and thrust forward, sliding smoothly in all the way to the hilt. Instantly, an overwhelming sensation of warm, yielding softness enveloped him, making his very soul feel as though it were floating.

Truth be told, Zhang Xinyue had given birth before. Her tightness couldn’t compare to someone like Pan Qiaolian or Zhu Yan. But that didn’t mean making love to her felt any less incredible. On the contrary, her infinite, accommodating warmth—the feeling that he could freely pound away without restraint—was mind-blowingly pleasurable in its own right.

In the past, Lin Meng had only ever experienced this specific kind of sensation with Cheng Xiue and Zhang Guilan. But now, he was feeling it from Zhang Xinyue. The most incredible part was that she was only in her early twenties! She had the age and youthful beauty of a maiden, yet she provided the rich, enveloping experience of a mature woman. It was an experience that would drive any man absolutely wild!

Gripping Zhang Xinyue’s slender waist, Lin Meng launched into a fierce rhythm. He drove deep with every thrust, completely unburdened by the worry that she might not be able to take it. Faced with such a relentless assault, Zhang Xinyue naturally couldn’t hold back, letting out a continuous stream of sweet moans.

"Ah... it feels so good! Xinyue loves you so much!"

"You’re Xinyue’s good hubby! Xinyue belongs to you for the rest of her life!"

Zhang Xinyue’s cries grew increasingly bold, her words spilling out without a filter.

"My sweet wifey Xinyue, your hubby loves you, too." Lin Meng played along, his thrusts growing more and more ferocious.

Before long, Zhang Xinyue reached another soaring climax, a rush of hot fluids washing over him. Lin Meng shuddered, but remembering that he still hadn’t absorbed that pure wisp of energy, he forcibly held back his own urge to explode.

Once Zhang Xinyue caught her breath again, Lin Meng prepared to resume.

"Wait... hold on a second." Suddenly, Zhang Xinyue spoke up to stop him.

"Xinyue, have you had enough?" Lin Meng asked softly.

"No, I want to try a different position." A trace of fiery passion quietly ignited in the depths of Zhang Xinyue’s beautiful eyes. Then, without giving Lin Meng a chance to respond, she rolled over, hiking up her mature, peach-like hips and presenting them invitingly to him.