Shen Yu’s mouth remained clamped over her, the rhythmic, wet sounds of his suction filling the quiet office as his tongue lashed against the twin peaks of her breasts. His fingers sank deep into the yielding, milky-white flesh, kneading her with a possessive strength that forced more gasps from her throat.

"Ahhh... yessss... ohhhhh, My Lord!"

With a final, sharp pull, he removed his mouth, the release echoing with a wet pop. Xu Yi’s head fell forward, her deep brown eyes hazy and clouded with a thick veil of lust, her breath coming in shallow, ragged hitches.

Without a word, Shen Yu moved. He stepped into the cradle of her thighs, his hands sliding down to the magnificent, heavy weight of her ass. His fingers dug into the soft, lush flesh, and with a sudden surge of power, he hoisted her upward.

"Ah!" Xu Yi let out a startled scream, her hands flying to his shoulders for balance as her feet left the floor.

He didn’t just hold her; he slammed her back onto the mahogany desk, right atop the scattered remnants of the market reports. The friction of the wood against her bare skin made her shiver. Shen Yu reached down, grabbing her knees and parting her legs wide, baring her completely to the dying amber light of the setting sun.

There, nestled within the soft silk of her inner thighs, was her manifestation of desire. Her pussy was a beautiful, blooming pink, glistening and heavily laden with the clear, honey-like evidence of her arousal. It leaked steadily, staining the dark wood of the desk beneath her.

Shen Yu reached out, his long fingers grazing the swollen folds, dipping into the heat. Xu Yi’s hips jerked upward, her back arching off the desk as a loud, guttural moan tore from her lungs. "Ohhhhhh! Oh goooooooood!"

He brought his hand up, his fingers slick and shimmering with her juices. Under the unwavering intensity of his golden eyes, he leaned forward and licked her essence from his skin, his tongue slow and deliberate.

"Your vagina is just as beautiful as the rest of you, Xu Yi," he purred, his voice a dark, resonant vibration.

He then knelt between her sprawling legs, bending low until his nose was hovering just a hair’s breadth away from her heat. He inhaled deeply, closing his eyes as the scent hit him, a potent, intoxicating mix of her flowery perfume and the musky, raw aroma of her excitement.

"It smells so good... so sweet," he whispered against her skin.

Xu Yi’s face turned a shade of crimson that rivaled the sunset. She tried to instinctively close her legs, her voice a trembling, shy whisper. "What... what are you doing? It... it’s dirty, My Lord..."

Shen Yu looked up at her, a wolfish, predatory smile curving his lips. "It is not dirty, my dear assistant. It is a masterpiece."

He didn’t give her time to protest further. He leaned in, his tongue flicking out to lightly tease the hood of her clitoris.

"Ahhhhhhh! Oh! Ohhh!"

The light touch was like an electric shock. Shen Yu then dove in, his mouth covering her completely. He used the flat of his tongue to lap at her wetness, before focusing his attention on the tiny, sensitive bud at her center. He used his lips to suck the swollen flesh while his tongue flickered in a frantic, blurring rhythm, mimicking the very friction she had been craving.

"Ohhhhh! Yes! Right thereeeeeeeeeee! Yeahhhhhh!" 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

Xu Yi’s fingers clawed at the polished mahogany, her nails screeching against the wood as her world narrowed down to the wet, rhythmic heat between her thighs. The control she usually projected as a manager had dissolved into a puddle of raw, primal need. As Shen Yu’s tongue dove deeper, relentlessly mapping the sensitive walls of her entrance, she lost the last of her self-control.

"More... oh goooood, give me more!" she choked out, her hips bucking uncontrollably.

Her hands flew from the desk to his head, her fingers burying themselves deep into his silken, snow-white hair. She didn’t pull him away; she gripped him with a frantic strength, hauling him upward and forcing his face harder into her weeping heat. She was wordlessly demanding that he occupy every millimeter of her, her legs locking around his shoulders to anchor him to her core.

Shen Yu accepted the challenge with a dark, muffled chuckle that vibrated against her sensitive flesh. He complied with her silent plea, his tongue becoming a relentless instrument of torment as he explored the very depths of her, tasting the metallic, floral sweetness of her deepest corners.

But he wasn’t finished. While his mouth remained locked in a dominant feast, his hands traveled upward, finding the heavy, aching weight of her breasts. He caught her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, rolling and plucking the swollen pink tips in a cruel, synchronized rhythm with his tongue.

The double assault was too much for her systems to handle.

"Ahhh! Oh—Oh gooooood! My Looord! I’m... I’m going! I’m—!!"

Xu Yi’s entire body went rigid, her back arching so high off the desk that only her shoulders and heels remained in contact with the surface. Her internal muscles clamped down on his tongue in a series of violent, rhythmic spasms.

Then, the dam broke.

She didn’t just reach a peak; she suffered a total, systemic collapse of her restraint. A torrent of hot, pressurized fluid erupted from her, a chaotic mixture of crystalline squirt and the golden release of her bladder as her muscles lost all capacity to hold back. It was an intense, shameful, and glorious deluge that sprayed across Shen Yu’s face, neck, and the front of his dark green robes.

Shen Yu, usually the master of every situation, found himself at the center of a tropical storm of her making. He didn’t pull back. He swallowed what he could, the hot, salty-sweet tang of her climax filling his throat, but the sheer volume was staggering. Within seconds, his pristine white hair was plastered to his forehead, dripping with her essence, and his face was slick and shimmering under the office’s amber light.

Xu Yi slumped back onto the desk, her breath coming in jagged, dying gasps, her legs trembling as they slid off his shoulders. She looked down through hazy, tear-streaked eyes to see the man who would rule the city, drenched from head to toe in her fluids.

Shen Yu slowly straightened up, wiping a stray drop from his jaw with a finger before licking it clean, his golden eyes burning with a terrifying, satisfied heat.

"It seems," Shen Yu purred, his voice dripping with the same wetness as his hair, "that the manager of the Tang Clan has a much higher... liquidity... than the reports suggested."

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