The dual stimulation of his touch and her mouth drove Song Xue to clutch Su Chen's collar, burrowing deeper into his embrace, desperate to be closer.
As Su Chen caressed her, his Qi flowed rapidly through his fingers into her body, igniting a burning desire that threatened to consume her consciousness.
His hands gripped her hips, circling them rhythmically. Occasionally, he would tighten his grip, lifting her up and down, making her soft body undulate as if she were on top during lovemaking. With each movement, trails of moisture became visible between her legs, soaking her underwear.
One of his hands paused its kneading motion and slowly pulled down her underwear. The white expanse of her buttocks was suddenly exposed. Su Chen's hand covered it, but the contrast of cool air and his warm touch momentarily brought Song Xue back to her senses.
"Brother Chen, n-no, this is so embarrassing!"
