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[ Arching her shoulders against the wall, Nami gives herself enough leverage to be able to rock her hips up, pressing herself against him as his cock sinks into her. Her thighs tighten against his hips as a full body shiver runs up her spine. The sensation draws an unguardedly needy whimper out of her, before the sound cuts off in a sharp gasp as Hua Cheng snaps his hips forward and quickly finds that quick, shallow pace she knows will drive them both out of their wits.

The hand between them moves to grasp at his side when she feels his cock drive into her to the hilt, nudging that sensitive place deep inside her, driving her to sink her nails lightly into his skin, almost frantic in her efforts to pull him against her even faster. ]

I swear, your cock must be perfect, Chengzhu. [ Just like in her private box a few months back, Nami doesn't care too much about keeping the volume of her voice in check as another moaned curse escapes her, before she lifts his head from where he's hiding his face against her neck to kiss him hard. ]

[ one of the many things hua cheng loves about nami is how often they seem to be exactly on the same page: that quick, urgent pace is exactly what he wants right now, and to feel her respond by moving her hips just as frantically is delicious and intoxicating. ]

You've taken the words right out of my mouth, [ hua cheng says with a low laugh, then leans up to seal their mouths together, kissing nami just as urgently as his hips move against hers. she feels perfect around him, as though they were made to fit together like this, and when they eventually pull apart hua cheng grins before ducking his head to press his mouth to nami's throat.

right there above where her collar will sit, hua cheng sucks a bruise, a mark of his presence that will linger for days. only when he's satisfied with its depth does he straighten up, just in time to make brief eye contact with a scandalized passerby who happens to be glancing inside—which makes him grin sharply and fuck into nami once extra deeply just to see if she'll moan for him. ]

[ The draft coming through his open door serves as a near constant reminder of how on display they are like this, and it thrills her like that firm pressure of his mouth on her skin, marking her up for anyone to see, just like they're visible right now to the resort-dweller passing by his door. Nami's eyes fix on them at the same time they catch Hua Cheng's attention, and the thrill of being seen grinding hard against his cock adds to her pleasure when his cock presses deeper, a sensation that does make her cry out and turn her attention back to him.

Nami's gaze is dark with desire as she stares up at Hua Cheng, a ragged grin on her face as her hands travel over her breasts to tug at her nipples, teasing herself for him as her hips rock against his with fresh intensity, chasing after the hot tension knotting through her body. ]

Fuck. [ She shudders, shoulders bowing and trembling. ] Your whole floor is going to know how good my cunt feels.

[ hungrily, hua cheng lets his gaze travel all across nami's body, watching the way she tugs at her nipples and how her body flexes and shifts as she rocks her hips to meet each of his deep thrusts. she's so tight for him, so wet he can hear the sound of his cock moving inside her even over the slap of skin on skin, and as always, it's enough to send a fresh wave of need through hua cheng's nerves. ]

Good, [ he murmurs. hua cheng summons a bit of qi to support nami more fully, then ducks his head so he can mouth over her exposed chest, down her sternum to one of her nipples, where he bites playfully before sucking it into his mouth. ] I hope they all touch themselves tonight thinking of how fucking incredible your cunt is.

[ although hua cheng isn't jealous, he is possessive, and just like that time in the queen box at the gladiator stadium, the notion of a bunch of people getting hot and bothered over him being the one to make nami come is more than enough to do it for him. ]

[ The sharp pressure of his teeth against her nipple pulls another moan out of her, as she brings her hips up faster, hungrily fucking herself against his cock as he ruts into her, her hands grasping almost frantically at his sides, as though she were trying to keep him right here, driving himself into her over and over. ]

Maybe they'll be like me instead– [ Her voice trembles, as hot and tight as her cunt while it squeezes around him. ] Fucking their fingers and wishing it was your cock.

[ As dazed and flushed as she is, this close to the edge of orgasm, Nami still manages to smirk wolfishly when she meets his eye, until another frisson of pleasure makes her eyes flutter half-closed, and her expression soften into a look of utter bliss. Her senses seem charged with electricity as her climax reverberates through her, the tension pooling low in her core spinning free, leaving her crying out his name, a gush of slick coating his cock and painting his stomach with a sticky drips of her release. ]

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