Chapter 707 Warming the Cauldron with Gentle Finger Techniques

Chapter 707: Chapter 707 Warming the Cauldron with Gentle Finger Techniques

A few minutes later, the strongest waves of Li Ruoxi’s climax finally began to ease.

She had not come only once.

Lin Feng had drawn a continuous series of orgasms from her, one cresting into the next until her body felt boneless, glowing, and utterly spent.

Her thighs still trembled faintly, and the sheets beneath her were damp with the evidence of how thoroughly he had pleasured her.

He had never failed to give her this overwhelming, special feeling and she knew, with absolute certainty, that he would not stop now.

This was the reason why she forced her heavy eyelids open.

The soft light of the room swam into focus as she blinked, her chest rising and falling with residual aftershocks.

She understood perfectly well that eating her so thoroughly was only the beginning of what he intended tonight.

Tonight was the night she would finally feel his monstrous yang spear stretching her open, the night she would truly become his woman in every sense of the word.

"It’s time," she thought, heart pounding hard against her ribs.

What she saw when her vision cleared sent a fresh, electric thrill racing straight through her bones.

Lin Feng was already above her, bracing his weight on one strong arm, the thick, heavy length of his cock angled downward between them.

The broad, flushed head rested right against her pink, still fluttering entrance, so close that the searing heat of him kissed her sensitive folds.

Veins stood out along the shaft, and the sheer size of him made her stomach flutter with a mix of nervous anticipation and deep, aching hunger.

"He’s going to make love to me now," she thought, pulse quickening.

Yet instead of pushing inside, Lin Feng did something that made her breath catch in her throat.

He slowly, deliberately dragged the fat head of his cock up and down her delicate, dripping folds.

Back and forth he rubbed, letting the slick evidence of her earlier release coat every inch of that blunt tip.

Each slow glide sent a fresh spark of sensation through her oversensitive clit and entrance, drawing soft, involuntary whimpers from her lips.

He was preparing her and himself with careful patience, ensuring the easiest possible entrance when the moment finally came.

The deliberate care in the gesture made her chest tighten with emotion.

Even in the heat of passion, he remained this thoughtful, this attentive to her comfort.

Had it been any other man, they would have long succumbed to impatience and brutally claiming Li Ruoxi without the slightest care for her heart or her readiness.

But Lin Feng was a one-of-a-kind existence, possessing a restraint as rare as a heavenly treasure.

When a man treated a woman with such consideration, it was impossible not to fall even deeper for him.

Li Ruoxi’s hands rose of their own accord, resting lightly against his chest as she looked up at him with soft, shining eyes, waiting for the moment he would finally claim what had always been his.

With such a considerate man above her, Li Ruoxi knew she had to do her part as well.

"I need to help him too," she thought, a soft flush of determination warming her cheeks.

Her heart was still racing from the earlier orgasms, yet a fresh wave of anticipation curled low in her belly.

She refused to remain completely passive when he was being so careful with her.

She reached one hand down between her own legs.

Her fingers found her still swollen pink clit and began to stroke it in slow, gentle circles, coaxing fresh slickness from her body.

Each soft pass of her fingertips sent little sparks of lingering pleasure through her oversensitive nerves, making her hips shift restlessly against the sheets.

Being a few several ranks down the line had its advantages.

Li Ruoxi knew exactly what would make Lin Feng’s blood run even hotter.

As an accomplished cultivator, studying complex manuals had always come easily to her so researching the best ways to please the most important man in her life had been no difficulty at all.

She had paid attention to every reaction he had ever shown her, every subtle change in his breathing and the tension in his body especially when he was making love with women like Su Muyao, Ye Jian, and Ning Xi.

A moment later Li Ruoxi began to do her best.

"Ahhhh..."

"Ohhh..."

"Ughhh..."

She deliberately let soft, breathy moans spill from her lips, each one sweeter and more throaty than the last, carefully pitched to sound needy and inviting.

At the same time her other hand rose to her chest, cupping and squeezing her full breasts in a way only a beautiful woman could.

She pushed the soft mounds together, thumbs brushing slowly over the still sensitive nipples so that the pale flesh overflowed between her fingers.

The visual was shamelessly enticing... her flushed skin, the way her breasts moved under her own touch, the wet sound of her fingers working between her legs.

The combination of sound and sight was impossible for a man not to give a reaction.

"It’s working," she thought with a rush of private satisfaction as she watched him.

Lin Feng’s already impressive cock visibly thickened and lengthened further under her gaze.

The heavy shaft grew even more rigid, veins standing out more prominently along its length, while the broad, flushed head continued to drag slowly against her dripping folds.

A complicated mix of emotions surged through Li Ruoxi’s heart.

There was nervous fear at the sheer size of him since he looked even larger now than she remembered and a deep, electric thrill at the knowledge that she was finally about to be taken completely by the man she loved.

Her fingers never stopped their gentle circles, keeping herself open and wet, ready for the moment he decided to push inside.

"I’m really lucky to have you, Ruoxi."

Lin Feng’s voice was low and rough with restraint as he continued to drag the thick head of his yang spear slowly up and down her folds.