He did not plunge in entirely, though.
The shock of the sudden entry... the sheer, overwhelming size made her gasp. But he only drove in halfway, lodging himself deep, filling her completely, and then freezing.
Wait. STOP! Her mind screamed in delightful panic. He is stuck! Did I break him? Or did I break myself?!
Han Jue leaned down, his eyes glittering, triumphant, and utterly merciless. He was breathing heavily, his muscles coiled tight, clearly fighting his own desperate urge to move.
"You like to start games, Lan Lan," he whispered, his voice dark with predatory satisfaction. "But you never finish them. You started this. Now I finish it."
He did not move an inch. He just rested there, deep inside her, hot, heavy, and immense.
"Jue Jue… no…" she whimpered, her body convulsing around him, trying to squeeze the movement out of him. "Please… I did not mean it… I take it back! I will never tease you again!"
