After Xia Yao agreed, Zhou Ye reached around her waist, his fingers grazing her skin before hooking onto her underwear and pulling them down.

The fabric between her legs was damp. He stared at that spot and spoke softly, "Lift your hips a bit."

"Mm."

Xia Yao propped herself up on her elbows and shoulders, lifting her hips and bvttocks to let him slip off her underwear completely.

The last piece of fabric covering her was pulled away, rustling softly in the room, followed by the calm, slightly hoarse voice of the young man.

"Lift your legs too."

He was now completely n4ked, and somehow, without clothes, he looked even more muscular than usual.

Xia Yao was always obedient, something Zhou Ye had slowly discovered during their time together. He watched as she lifted her legs, knees pressed together, her underwear hanging at the crease of her thighs.

A broad, dry palm gripped her ankles, lifting them up, while his other hand tugged at her underwear from below.

As the white fabric rolled up, the deep pink sl1t of the girl's private area was exposed to the air.

Her pubic area was covered with short, sparse hair, her legs tightly closed, but between the outer lips, a glimpse of the smaller inner lips could be seen.

Like a slightly opened pearl oyster, revealing some of the tender pink flesh inside.

Zhou Ye quickly pulled her underwear down to her knees. As he moved her legs, the fabric rustled against her thighs, and the sl1t moved with it, occasionally squeezing out the smaller inner lips.

He removed her shoes, then let go of her feet, pulling her underwear off one leg while it still hung from the other thigh.

With her private area now exposed, Xia Yao felt an inexplicable sense of shame under his gaze. She covered herself with her hand, her face flushing red.

"It's dark, I can't see clearly." He didn't try to move her hand, instead voicing his request, "Can you spread yourself a bit with your fingers, baby?"

"I'm embarrassed."

He couldn't help but chuckle softly, his eyes gentle, "Embarrassed with me? There's no part of you I haven't seen."

Her toes curled, unable to look at her boyfriend's face, but her gaze inevitably fell to his abdomen.

Zhou Ye was sweating, the trails of sweat glistening on his flat stomach, highlighting his defined muscles.

His abs were pronounced, veins slightly bulging and running along his obliques, leading down to his erect, throbbing member.

The intense hormonal pressure made Xia Yao's legs weak. She used to occasionally notice his muscles when their class monitor would lift his shirt to wipe sweat, but back then, her thoughts were innocent. She'd feel a flutter in her heart, admiring his healthy, strong body and the vibrant energy of a young athlete.

But now, when all that energy was about to be released onto her, his muscles and endurance turned into stamina. Xia Yao feared he'd keep going all night, relentless.

Her legs trembled slightly, as if wanting to flee, yet she knew there was nowhere to go. She couldn't leave the mountain tonight; she was destined to spend the night with him.

The young man stared intently at the closed private area between her legs, his gaze like the churning sea under the night sky, full of surging dark tides.

His voice grew hoarser.

"Don't be scared, I won't thrust in and hurt you right away. Spread your lips a bit, I'll use my fingers to stretch you first."

Though his voice was low, his tone was genuinely gentle.

Xia Yao was afraid of Zhou Ye when he was n4ked, yet his gentle words easily made her let down her guard.

Her delicate fingers moved, both hands reaching down to part her lips fully.

Beside her sl1t, there were a few curly hairs, the small petals around her entrance already spread open for him. The opening was filled with soft, pale flesh, and inside, it was honestly secreting sticky, slippery fluids.

Zhou Ye couldn't resist the soft, tender feel of her.

His Adam's apple bobbed visibly a few times as he swallowed hard, then extended his clean, slender index finger, pressing it against the edge of her sl1t and pulling it to the left.

More of the tender flesh inside her was exposed. He pressed his fingertip directly against the end of her inner lips, the small hole in front blocked by the tender flesh, not yet penetrated, the passage still unseen.

His er3ction was painfully hard.