This kiss was nothing like their first one. They had experience now, and a kind of unspoken understanding, even though it was only their second kiss.
Li Yun did the same thing as before, enveloping her lips with his and teasing her mouth with his tongue, pressing against Xia Weiwei's teeth. She got the hint and opened her mouth, letting him slip in and play with her little tongue.
After a bit of dodging, Xia Weiwei's tongue took the initiative, diving into his mouth. Their lips and tongues twisted together, so close that it was like they were one.
Li Yun switched from attacking and teasing to defending, sucking on her tongue like he was trying to swallow it whole. It wasn't just their mouths that were busy.
At some point, Xia Weiwei's hands had wrapped around Li Yun, one on his shoulder and the other slowly rubbing the back of his head and neck. Li Yun's legs were gently grinding against hers, and his hands, which had been holding her waist, started to move.
His left hand traced circles on her back, occasionally dipping down to her butt, while his right hand, taking a page from the Red Army's Long March strategy, slipped out from under her and started to explore her ribs.
Most women are ticklish there, and Xia Weiwei was no exception. She squirmed and wriggled, completely distracted by the kissing above and the tickling below.
Before her "reinforcements"—her left hand—could catch up, Li Yun's hand made a surprise move, "marching northward" and avoiding any attempts to stop it.
Just as they were about to suffocate from the long, deep kiss, his hand reached its destination: the "revolutionary base" on top. It felt like an eternity before their lips finally parted, and they gasped for air, staring into each other's eyes as if trying to read each other's minds or tell each other everything they felt.
No matter what they learned from each other's eyes, neither of them wanted to break the intimacy.
After the kiss ended, Xia Weiwei's thoughts and rationality slowly came back to her. She immediately felt the excited, eager man on top of her, his hot breath, his rough yet gentle movements, and especially the hard male part she could feel against her lower belly and thigh. She knew right away where this intimate game was heading.
Instead of pulling her hands away from his shoulders, Xia Weiwei closed her clear, beautiful eyes, slightly turned her head, and gently bit her lip with her pearly white teeth. She lay there on the soft couch, her body trembling and getting hotter and softer.
Xia Weiwei had liked Li Yun for a long time. Ever since he saved her from those thugs and got injured protecting her, she had quietly fallen for him.
But since Li Yun had a girlfriend, she kept her feelings hidden deep inside. Now that Lin Yixin was gone, Xia Weiwei decided to take the initiative and pursue her happiness.
That's why she stepped into Li Yun's life, quietly comforting and helping him when he needed support the most, and eventually falling in love with each other.
Li Yun was no stranger to this kind of situation. Seeing that Xia Weiwei wasn't stopping him and even encouraging him by closing her eyes, he knew exactly what to do. Any guy would want to take this love game to the next level, and Li Yun was no exception.
He leaned down again, pecking Xia Weiwei's cherry lips, his left hand still massaging her butt, while his right hand started to move, caress, and knead her breasts—sometimes gently, firmly, squeezing, rubbing.
Now and then, as his hand slid to the outside of her left breast, he'd cup it with his palm, feeling its fullness and bounce.
These simple teasing moves were enough to drive Xia Weiwei wild. She kept wriggling her body, making her breasts jiggle in his hands like a bowl of jelly. Her soft belly and round thighs rubbed against his most sensitive spots, pushing his self-control to the limit.
Finally, Li Yun couldn't take it anymore. Even though they both felt the love between them, even though she never said she'd only marry him, and even though he had secretly promised not to take her innocence without her saying so, in this moment, with Xia Weiwei's silent permission, his rational mind was thrown out the window.
All he could think about was needing to release his desires and possess the woman beneath him.
Li Yun's left hand slowly moved up from below, and in Xia Weiwei's dazed state, he unfastened the straps of her thin nightgown.
With a gentle tug, the nightgown slid down to her waist, leaving her upper body in just a white bra. His lips traced a path from her lips, down her chin, neck, and collarbone, stopping between her breasts.
The bra barely covered anything, and Li Yun occasionally slipped his tongue under the edge to touch even deeper.
Li Yun's hands cupped each breast, and his head was buried in the deep cleavage, like he was trapped between two mountains.
After a few minutes of sucking and licking, he took a deep breath, inhaling the scent of her body mixed with a hint of milkiness. He looked up at the "twin peaks" in front of him.
His hands moved along the bottom edge of the bra, reached behind her, and with a bit of fumbling, he skillfully unhooked it.
He pulled the straps out from under her and flipped them up, leaving the bra hanging uselessly above her now-exposed breasts, which trembled slightly in the open air.
Seeing the snow-white peaks topped with rosy tips, Li Yun couldn't help but dive in again.
But this time, instead of focusing on the valley, his mouth moved to the peaks, sucking and nibbling. His hands, using the moves that had once driven Lin Yixin wild, squeezed and massaged the breasts, feeling their firmness and bounce.
His tongue and fingers brought Xia Weiwei a pleasure she had never felt before, making her involuntarily arch and sway her chest, as if trying to engulf the "naughty guy" ravaging her peaks with the waves of her breasts.
If any man could die in such a place, Li Yun would be the envy of every man on earth.
While he was busy playing with Xia Weiwei's breasts, Li Yun wasn't satisfied with just that. He was always eager and talented when it came to exploring a woman's body.
He remembered reading a story about a couple who had been married for three years and went to the hospital to find out why they couldn't have kids.
The doctor discovered that the wife was still a virgin. It turned out that after they got married, all they did in bed was hug and sleep, and their "sex life" consisted of just kissing. Li Yun just thought the poor bride must have been so bored...
Li Yun slightly shifted his body so that he wasn't fully lying on top of Xia Weiwei anymore. His upper body stayed mostly the same, but his lower body, through some twisting and teasing of her feet, moved to the side of her body, pressing only on her right leg.
His mouth was still occupied with her left breast, his left hand held her right breast, while his right hand sneaked down to her left hip. He increased the pressure and widened his range of motion.
He kneaded, squeezed, and pinched her plump, firm butt, even pushing his fingers firmly into the crevice between her buttocks and sliding them back and forth. Although there were still two thin layers of fabric—her nightgown and panties—between his fingers and her skin, every time his fingertips brushed against that forbidden spot, her body would shudder, which intrigued Li Yun even more.
But when he remembered that he hadn't reached the main event yet, he gave up teasing the sensitive spot and moved his hand back to her thigh. He massaged her smooth, well-toned leg, the result of regular exercise and good care. Her thighs were full but not fat, strong but not stiff, and they felt great to the touch.
Of course, his goal wasn't just her thighs—well, not just her thighs. Xia Weiwei's legs were plump, long, and round, with milky white skin.
Li Yun's hand slowly moved up her inner thigh, inch by inch, until it reached the very root. He used the edge of his palm to "accidentally" brush and touch the mysterious spot between her thighs, causing spasms and tremors in her legs, especially her inner thighs.
After a few rounds of this buildup, Li Yun's hand firmly and accurately took control of her most intimate area.
"Ah..."
With Xia Weiwei's muffled cry, her body instinctively stiffened, and she tried to clamp her legs together to protect her private parts.
But she didn't expect that the "naughty guy" on top of her had anticipated her reaction.
While he was teasing her lower limbs with his legs and feet earlier, he had taken the opportunity to slip his right leg between hers, pinning her right leg down and forcing her legs apart.
Now, Xia Weiwei couldn't close her legs no matter what, with his leg in the way. She had no choice but to let him have his way. While Li Yun didn't let up with his upper body, he intensified his assault on her lower body.
Following various methods that had somehow popped into his head, his hand freely explored the most delicate and hidden parts of a woman.
His right hand, moving like he was playing the piano or drumming, teased the sacred spot between her legs with varying degrees of pressure and speed. In no time, Xia Weiwei's body had a strong reaction.
Stimulated by Li Yun's hand, Xia Weiwei's hips reflexively tried to arch backward, attempting to pull her lower body away from the intrusive hand.
But with the bed beneath her, her hips didn't arch, her lower body didn't retreat, and instead, her waist arched upward, causing her chest to push up and squeeze his face, as if welcoming his mouth and hand just like before.