Wu Jian felt heat pool in his loins as he thrust his hips forward. The loud gasps and moans of the young woman beneath him spurred him on. His fingers were already entwined with hers. He kept her hands above her head, pushing them into the bed. From his position above her, he had a perfect gaze of her eyes and bouncing chest.
Hou Jingshu gazed at him with eyes half-lidded in pleasure. The sensuality of her eyes during the throes of passion were something he loved to see, though he would be lying if he said he didn’t also love staring at her chest as it bounced up and down. He honestly had trouble deciding what to look at.
“Wu… Wu Jian… haaah… aaah… k-kiss me…”
He maintained his thrust as he lowered his head to claim her full, lush lips. They were so soft. He could spend hours just nibbling on her succulent lips, though it was even more fun to slip his tongue inside of her mouth and play with her.