"Are you still uncomfortable?" 

The soft girl before him lifted her clear, dark eyes, her gaze gentle and ethereal beneath long lashes.

Zhou Ye felt his heart flutter, as if a kitten had swiped at it. He marveled at how melodious her voice was when she spoke to him. 

His c*ck was so hard it felt like it was about to press against his abdomen. His thoughts were consumed by a single, overwhelming desire: to make love… to make love to her.

"Put your hands on my shoulders," he swallowed, his voice low.

Xia Yao obediently lifted her slender, snow-white arms and placed them on his shoulders, rising slightly onto her tiptoes.

In the next instant, his hand encircled her waist, his other hand lifting her hip. Effortlessly, he lifted her and pressed her against his body. Her soft, pale bre4sts were crushed against his chest, her hardened n1pples grazing his skin. From the side, her chest, pressed flat against him, held all the fullness of youth.

"Ah!" Xia Yao gasped as her feet left the ground, clinging to him as he carried her to the bed. He gently laid her down, cupping her face in his hands before leaning down to kiss her lips.

Xia Yao knew that tonight, his kisses would involve his tongue, so she hadn't closed her lips from the moment they began. His wet tongue slipped into her mouth as they embraced, n*ked skin against n*ked skin, their tongues tangling and twirling together.

Unable to resist, he reached out and pressed his thumb against her ribs, his lips trailing down to her ear. Xia Yao felt a tickle and tried to pull away, but then she heard his panting breath near her ear. 

"Don't move. Let me lick you."

He nipped at the delicate flesh beneath her earlobe, his tongue tracing the spot.

"It tickles… D-don't lick there." Xia Yao reached up to push him away, but he caught her fingers in his hand.

"If I can't lick your ear, then where should I lick? Show me."

The room was dimly lit, the lamplight casting uneven shadows across their bodies, highlighting the fleshy tones of their limbs against the white sheets. 

The sight of their lower bodies pressed intimately together was incredibly suggestive.

His hot c*ck was nestled against her wet folds, grinding against her. Zhou Ye's teasing sent shivers through Xia Yao's body, her breath coming in short, needy gasps.

"How about here?" Zhou Ye tilted his head, lifting his arm to lightly trace a finger across her melons. Her nubs, hardened by his touch, stood er*ct. He lowered his head and took her left peak into his mouth, sucking gently while his other hand kneaded her right mound.

Xia Yao writhed, trying to escape, but his fingers tightened around her ribs, holding her still. He suckled her t*ts for a moment before reluctantly releasing her peak. Her ar3ola was a perfect shade of pale pink. Zhou Ye couldn't tear his gaze away, licking her b*obs from base to tip before sucking on her are0la.

Xia Yao's heart pounded. Everywhere he touched felt tingly, a delicious spasm clenching her lower abdomen. The throbbing between her legs intensified, his touch melting her from the inside out.

"Baby, can I lick you down there?" Zhou Ye looked down at her, desire darkening his eyes and roughening his voice, imbuing it with a husky, seductive quality.

Xia Yao blushed crimson. He wanted to lick her there? How could he even think of such a thing? This wasn't like him at all.

"Can you please stop licking me…" she whispered, her voice trembling. Ever since he'd brought her to the hotel room, the heat in her cheeks hadn't subsided.

Zhou Ye thought he'd die a p3rvert. Ever since he'd started dating the girl he loved, all he could think about, even during afternoon naps on rainy days, was his hard rod. And it was the same now; his mind was blank except for the insistent throbbing between his legs. 

His girlfriend was so soft and compliant, only weakly protesting even as he brought her to the brink of ecstasy. She probably didn't even realize that her words only fueled his desire.