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Owen looked straight into Meilin's eyes, feeling like he was drawn into those deep eyes, which contained sadness and emotions that both of them had hidden for a long time. He walked slowly towards her, as if everything around him had disappeared, leaving only Meilin and this moment. Owen's large hand slowly rose, gently placing it on Meilin's waist. She shivered, but did not retreat, her eyes looked deeply into Owen's, not a word needed to be said, everything was clear in the light
The distance between the two gradually narrowed, Owen's breathing became more rapid as he moved closer, until their noses touched, so close that he could feel Meilin's gentle breathing. The space in the room froze, leaving only the connection between the two, Owen's heart beat fast and he felt like he could also hear the heartbeat of the girl he loved right now. She stood still without resistance, only breathing lightly, she had waited for this moment for who knows how long.
As if being stopped by an invisible force, Owen finally could not hold back anymore. He tilted his head, his lips gently finding hers. The kiss was initially only gentle and tentative, but quickly became more intense, more lustful as if all the emotions that had been suppressed for so long were exploding. His hand on Meilin's waist tightened, pulling her closer to him, leaving no space between them.
Meilin was a bit hesitant at first, but then she responded, letting herself be swept away by that exhausted stream of emotions. Her entire mouth was filled with the scent of cold mint, Owen's tongue was so soft. In Owen's arms, all the wounds, all the pain she had experienced seemed to disappear. She let herself sink into this moment, where only the two of them existed.
Their kiss grew deeper and deeper, the oxygen was about to run out, the lack of oxygen made her dizzy. Owen still held Meilin in his arms, his eyes still looking deeply into her, both of them understood that they had crossed a line that could not be returned to the way it was before.
"I've waited for this moment for so long," Owen whispered, his voice deeper than usual. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Meilin didn't say anything, just nodded slightly and turned away.
Owen's hand moved from Meilin's waist to her chest without her knowing. Because she was at home, she wasn't wearing a bra, so Owen could directly feel Meilin's soft, cottony breasts. Meilin's clothes had been taken off at some point. While kissing Owen, he pushed her towards the bed. Owen couldn't hold back anymore, he lowered his head and gently took Meilin's chest, his teeth nibbled the plump nipple, leaving a tooth mark, his tongue licked the mountain, licked until the nipple stood up straight.
Meilin didn't know if it was pain or pleasure, in short, she was weak and powerless from being bitten by Owen. "Owen, don't be like that... it hurts too much."
After Owen finished speaking, he kissed her again, hooked her fragrant tongue, his fingers slid along her small belly, touching down below, he could feel the wetness through the fabric, he caressed her private area.
