Jun Hao continued to rub his heavy, throbbing manhood up and down against her sensitive folds and swollen clitoris, the friction creating an intense, maddening heat that built up rapidly. Under this relentless stimulation, Yan Jingshu’s body jerked violently once more, her back arching high off the mattress as she was sent crashing into yet another powerful climax, her inner walls fluttering and squeezing rhythmically around nothing but air, her sweet nectar flowing freely once again to coat his entire length. Jun Hao groaned low in his throat, thoroughly satisfied and satiated; he had drunk his fill, tasted every drop of her essence, and now, he knew this was the perfect moment to take the final step, the step he had been craving since the very beginning.

He shifted his hips slightly, aligning the large, swollen, reddish-purple head of his massive, rock-hard manhood perfectly right at her tight, small entrance. The opening looked incredibly tiny, almost impossibly so compared to the immense size of what was waiting to enter, glistening wetly and fluttering slightly with her rapid heartbeat. He pressed the broad tip lightly against her wet opening, just resting there, teasing the sensitive rim, preparing to push forward and bury himself deep inside her warm, silky depths.

But just as he began to apply the slightest pressure, a soft, trembling voice broke the heavy silence, filled with shyness and vulnerability.

"Jun Hao... please..." Yan Jingshu whispered, her voice barely audible, shaking slightly as she bit her lip hard, her face turning a deep, burning red all over again. She squeezed her eyes shut tight and immediately covered her face with both hands, too embarrassed and shy to look him in the eye. "Please... go slow... be very gentle with me... okay? Because... this is my first time... I have never done this before... I am still... a virgin."

Jun Hao froze completely.

His body went rigid above her, every muscle locking up instantly. His eyes widened to their absolute limit, his mouth falling open in pure, utter disbelief and shock. He stared down at her, then his gaze raked over her entire body—this beautiful, mature, incredibly sexy woman of thirty-eight years old, a powerful billionaire, a woman who radiated elegance, experience, and allure from every pore. Her body was perfect, refined, every curve made to drive men to madness, yet here she was, telling him that she had kept herself completely untouched, pure and intact, until this very moment.

"A woman this beautiful, this hot, this perfect... is still a virgin? Until now?" His mind raced, stunned and overwhelmed. It felt like he had just hit the biggest jackpot in the world, like the most precious, rare treasure imaginable had fallen right into his hands, reserved only for him. A surge of immense pride, excitement, and possessiveness exploded in his chest. He wasn’t just taking a woman; he was taking something priceless, something that belonged only to him, something no other man had ever seen or touched.

He gently pulled her hands away from her face, holding them firmly yet tenderly, bringing them to his chest so she could feel his own racing heartbeat. He leaned down closer, their faces inches apart, his expression softening from pure lust into something far deeper, mixed with awe and adoration.

"Jingshu... you... you are truly a miracle," Jun Hao murmured huskily, his voice thick with emotion and delight. "To think... that a woman like you, at your age, with everything you have... you saved this precious flower, this pure treasure... just for me? Do you know how happy that makes me? How honored I am? I will be the first... and I will make sure it is unforgettable for you, I promise. I will go very slow... I will be as gentle as I possibly can."

He lowered his head, capturing her lips in a deep, soft, reassuring kiss, tasting her sweetness one more time, before he raised himself up slightly, positioning himself perfectly again. He looked down between their bodies, focusing intently on the tiny, tight entrance and the massive size of his manhood poised right at the gate.

"Relax your body for me, my love... breathe... just let go," he whispered, guiding her hands to grip his shoulders for support.

Slowly, with agonizing slowness and deliberate care, Jun Hao began to push forward.

The broad, bulbous head of his manhood pressed firmly against the tight, resistant ring of muscle and skin guarding her entrance—the barrier that had remained unbroken for all these years. It was incredibly tight, incredibly narrow, resisting him fiercely, refusing to let anything pass. He pushed gently but steadily, trying to ease his way in, stretching her delicate tissues inch by painful inch.

And then, the pain came.

It was sharp, sudden, and blinding.

The moment the thickest part of the head began to force its way past the narrow opening and press against the thin, delicate membrane deep inside her—the very symbol of her purity—Yan Jingshu’s body went rigid instantly. Her eyes snapped wide open, bulging with shock and intense agony, rolling back in her head. Her face twisted in pure, raw suffering, her lips parting to let out a loud, sharp, piercing cry that tore from her throat.

"AHHHHHHHH!!! IT HURTS!!! JUN HAO... IT HURTS SO MUCH!!! STOP... PLEASE... IT HURTS!!!"

She screamed, her voice cracking, her body instinctively trying to shrink away, to pull back, to escape the massive intruder tearing through her defenses. Her hands gripped his shoulders so tightly her nails dug deep into his skin, leaving red marks, her legs clamping shut violently around his waist, trying to push him away. Tears instantly welled up in her eyes, spilling over and running down her flushed cheeks, her entire body trembling and convulsing from the sheer, overwhelming intensity of the pain. It felt as if she was being torn apart from the inside, as if a hot, burning iron rod was forcing its way through her most sensitive, delicate flesh, stretching her beyond her limits, breaking something precious inside her.

"IT BURNS!!! IT FEELS LIKE YOU ARE TEARING ME APART!!! SO BIG... YOU ARE TOO BIG... I CAN’T TAKE IT... IT HURTS... IT HURTS SO BADLY!!!" she sobbed, her voice breaking into desperate, pitiful whimpers, her hips lifting off the bed, bucking wildly in pain, trying desperately to get away from the massive size forcing its way inside her.

Jun Hao did not stop, but he froze his movement right there, buried halfway inside her tight, suffocating heat, feeling the incredible, crushing grip of her walls clamping down around him like a vise, throbbing and spasming in protest. He saw her tears, saw the agony written all over her beautiful face, heard her desperate cries, and his heart ached, but he knew he could not pull back now. He had to do this, for her, for him, to make her completely his.

He leaned down, kissing her tears away, whispering continuously in her ear, his voice low, soothing, yet filled with undeniable determination.

"I know... I know it hurts, my precious... I know it burns... I am sorry... I am so big, and you are so small and tight... so incredibly tight," Jun Hao murmured, stroking her hair, holding her trembling body still with his strong arms. "But hold on for me... just a little longer... bear this pain for me, just this once... I promise, once I pass this barrier, the pain will go away... and I will make you feel pleasures you have never even dreamed of. You are doing so well... so good for me... relax, just relax... breathe through the pain."

He waited for a few seconds, letting her adjust as much as possible, letting her body get used to the intrusion, before he gathered his strength and pushed forward again, slowly but firmly.

RRIIIPPP...

There was a distinct, soft tearing sensation deep within her, followed immediately by a fresh wave of sharp, stinging pain. The final barrier—the hymen that had protected her for so long—finally gave way, splitting completely under the pressure of his massive size.

"AAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!! NOOOOOO!!!! IT’S BREAKING... OH GOD... IT HURTS... IT HURTS MORE THAN ANYTHING!!!" Yan Jingshu wailed, her body arching violently, her back bending until it almost broke, tears streaming freely down her face, her whole body shaking uncontrollably in his arms. She felt the sharp sting of the tear, felt something inside her snap and give way, felt herself being opened up completely, irreversibly changed forever.

But with that final break, the resistance vanished completely.

With one last, deep push, Jun Hao buried his entire massive length inside her in one smooth motion, sinking all the way to his base, his heavy pubic bone slapping firmly against hers, filling her completely, stretching her walls to their absolute limit, occupying every single inch of her now-open, warm, wet passage. He stayed there, fully sheathed inside her tight, convulsing depths, his heavy, throbbing manhood pulsing powerfully deep within her, marking her, claiming her, owning her completely.

He stayed still, letting her adjust to his immense size, letting the sharp pain slowly fade into a dull, aching fullness. He looked down at her tear-streaked face, now marked as his forever, and a look of pure triumph, satisfaction, and deep affection spread across his face.

"This must feel incredibly painful, I know... but I will turn all this pain into pure pleasure. So please... try to endure it a little longer for me, Jingshu."

Jun Hao left his manhood buried deep inside her, remaining completely still in that position to let her delicate, newly opened flesh slowly adapt and get accustomed to his massive size and overwhelming presence. While waiting for her body to adjust and accept him fully, he began to stimulate her passion in other ways, diverting her mind from the lingering ache and replacing it with rising heat and desire.

His large, warm hands moved down to cup and fondle her soft, full breasts, weighing them in his palms, squeezing them gently before his fingers found the hard, sensitive peaks. He played with her nipples, rolling them between his thumb and forefinger, pinching and pulling them slowly and rhythmically, making her gasp and shiver from the sharp, electric jolts of sensation shooting straight to her core.

At the same time, he lowered his head, burying his face into the soft curve of her neck and the sensitive skin just below her ears. He inhaled her sweet scent deeply, covering her skin with hot, open-mouthed kisses, licking and sucking fervently along her neck, her jawline, and her collarbone. He trailed wet, burning kisses all around her chest, her shoulders, and the base of her neck, nibbling gently on the sensitive flesh, driving her senses wild, making her forget the discomfort and focus entirely on the intense, intoxicating pleasure he was building up within her body.