Curled up in Qin Zezhou's arms, Jiang Yi's mind flooded with the image of Zhong Lin holding her, his hardness pressed against her thigh. Her cheeks burned crimson at the memory; the shame was too much to bear, too intimate to speak aloud. It was only then that she realized her position, still nestled against his chest. Beneath her cheek, she felt the rapid thump-thump-thump of his heart.

Why was his heart beating so fast?

It wasn't just his heartbeat; his warmth radiated through her, a palpable heat emanating from where their bodies touched. They were pressed so close, practically molded together.

Panicked, Jiang Yi squirmed, trying to pull away.

"Slap!" Qin Zezhou squeezed her soft, supple bottom, and, sensing her resistance, his instincts took over. He swatted her.

"Mmm!" Jiang Yi trembled, clutching his shirt. A startled cry escaped her, muffled against his chest. The sting bloomed across her bvttocks—not painful, but frightening.

"Don't, don't hit me," she whispered, her grip tightening on his shirt.

A momentary flicker of surprise crossed Qin Zezhou's face as he registered his actions. It was quickly replaced by a surge of satisfaction. The memory of her flesh springing back against his palm sent a tingling thrill through him. His hand returned to her bottom, kneading and caressing.

"I won't hit you. Just tell me, how did you help your brother?"

Jiang Yi hesitated.

Patient, he continued to knead, each squeeze a playful yet insistent warning.

Knowing she couldn't avoid the question any longer, Jiang Yi closed her eyes, her lashes fluttering against her cheeks. "With... with my thigh," she stammered, mortified. "Rubbing... rubbing... rubbing..."

Rubbing against his c0ck, but those words caught in her throat.

He finished the sentence for her. "Rubbing his c0ck? How many times has he rubbed himself against you? Can't even say the word 'c0ck'?"

C0ck? C0ck! The word was even more difficult to say than that word, yet he uttered it so casually, so… crudely. She had thought him refined, gentle. What a pretense! A wave of anger washed over her, quickly overtaken by the overwhelming tide of embarrassment. A blush crept up her neck, painting her skin a delicate pink in the soft light.

Qin Zezhou pulled her hips forward, grinding her against the growing hardness in his pants. "And then what?" he asked, his voice husky.

As he spoke, his right hand slipped beneath the edge of her panties, his fingers tracing the sensitive crease between her bvttocks before venturing further, finding the heat between her folds.

The unexpected touch sent a jolt through Jiang Yi. She arched her back, trying to escape, her legs instinctively pressing together. The movement lifted her face from his chest.

"No... don't," she pleaded.

"Don't?" Qin Zezhou tilted his head back, meeting her hazy gaze. His fingers teased and probed, parting her folds and finding the swollen nub beneath.

Jiang Yi whimpered, her body melting against him as pleasure warred with panic. "Don't... please stop..."

"Stop? Your body's saying something different," he murmured, lifting her chin with his left hand while holding his right hand up for her to see. "See this?" He rubbed his fingers together, drawing out a glistening strand. "This is your wetness. Look, it's even sticky."

The sight was unavoidable. Humiliated, Jiang Yi squeezed her eyes shut, turning her head away and pushing his hand away. "I don't want to look..."

A low chuckle rumbled in his chest. Then, she felt his fingers return, one slipping inside her.

"Ah..." She writhed against him, burying her face in his shoulder, a wave of panic washing over her. "Don't... don't. Don't put it in. Take it out... please..." Her voice was a breathy plea, laced with an unintended allure.

The sound ignited a fire in Qin Zezhou. He turned his head, burying his face in the curve of her shoulder, nipping and sucking at her soft skin. He could no longer contain himself, his breath coming in ragged gasps.

His lips moved against her skin. "Did Zhong Lin ever touch you like this?" he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Did he ever fvck you with his c0ck?"

Before Jiang Yi could answer, his finger began to move inside her, circling and pressing against her sensitive flesh.

A tremor ran through her, a wave of unfamiliar pleasure. A soft moan escaped her lips. "Mmm..." The sound surprised her, so wanton, so unlike herself.

The sound fueled his desire. "Slvt," he growled. "You're begging for it."

He captured her mouth with his, his kiss demanding and possessive. His finger moved faster within her, mimicking the rhythm of a thrusting c0ck. He assaulted her senses, his tongue tangling with hers, stealing her moans and swallowing her whimpers. He sucked her dry, then filled her mouth with his own tongue, forcing her to taste him.

The onslaught continued, building in intensity. He felt her clench around his finger, the first tremors of her cl1max rippling through her.

"Mmm... mmm... mmm..."

Her body tightened, a wave of pleasure washing over her as she cl1maxed around his finger.

Qin Zezhou held his finger still, savoring the sensation of her release. He eased his assault on her mouth, waiting for the tremors to subside before resuming his gentle kisses. Finally, he released her lips. She gasped for breath, her eyes glazed, her tongue darting out between swollen lips.

Her inexperience was evident, her tightness a testament to her v1rginity. The realization sent a thrill of possessiveness through him.

He withdrew his finger, and her arovsal dripped onto his pants. Unfazed, he wiped his hand on his shirt and began to undress, his er3ction straining against his underwear. He nudged her thighs with his hardness.

Jiang Yi's eyes widened, and she tried to pull away, but he held her fast.

"Now it's your turn to help me," he said, lifting her and settling her on his lap, his er3ction pressing against her heat. He shifted her, grinding his c0ck against her sensitive flesh. Her soft curves yielded to his hardness as he pushed against her, his c0ck nestled between her bvttocks. He rocked his hips, the friction sending waves of heat through them both.