And then.
Xu Wendong gently laid Liu Shimei on the bed, propping himself up with his hands on either side of her body, moving slowly and deeply.
His eyes, full of tenderness, locked tightly onto Liu Shimei's, as if expressing eighteen years of longing and deep affection.
Liu Shimei wrapped her arms around Xu Wendong's neck, pulling his head down, kissing him passionately, their tongues entwining, saliva stretching between their mouths without either caring about the slightly messy detail.
They tried a side position, with Liu Shimei lying on her side, her leg draped over Xu Wendong's waist, as he entered her from the side, his hand gently caressing Liu Shimei's thigh, savoring the softness.
Liu Shimei buried her head in Xu Wendong's chest, whispering sweet nothings, her words partly drowned by the heavy breathing and the sound of their bodies colliding.
Yet those tender words that occasionally reached Xu Wendong's ears filled his heart with emotion and love.
