304: Love making

Love making

[WARNING! THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT NOT SUITABLE FOR YOUNG READERS.]1

Xi Ting slid his fingers in and out and after a while, and his thumb caressed the little bud just above her entrance.

Qin Yan's mind felt like a bomb was about to explode as his fingers played havoc with her sex. She climbed up higher and higher and her moans turned wild as she neared that explosion. However, just as she was about to explode, Xi Ting stopped.

"Ah Ting… Please! Oh, please," Qin Yan begged as she kissed him intently. She desperately wanted it, to feel that feeling again!

"Just wait, my baby.. It's not time yet…" Xi Ting said over her lips.

Removing his soaked fingers from inside her, he turned over so that he was now resting on his elbows, with Qin Yan in between them, and his face just above her exposed breasts. He started playing with them again, but this time with his tongue, sucking and licking each one before moving his lips down towards her belly. But he didn't stop there. He kept going down until his nose was right over her sex. He could smell the sweet scent of her arousal and he wanted to know what she tasted like.

Qin Yan was still trying to decipher what just happened but Xi Ting didn't give her a chance because in the next moment, he put his head down and his warm, wet tongue started licking her there!

Qin Yan was shocked and embarrassed at first but her brain was forced to be shut down as his tongue tasted her. His mouth and the licking and sucking - it was all too much for her to handle.

She thrashed from the pleasure, her hands went to his head but she didn't know whether to push him away or to pull him closer.

All of a sudden, Qin Yan started to feel that bubbling feeling again start to increase. She moaned, and arched her body and reacted to his every teasing. He kept the torture up without letting up.

"Ah Ting," Qin Yan whispered in between moans, "Xi Ting… I… mmmm." She could no longer form the words as the feeling increased and increased.

Just as Qin Yan was about to come, Xi Ting stopped again. Qin Yan was about to cry now. This feeling..She couldn't describe it..

The man before her was playing with her body, touching every inch to his satisfaction.

She wanted to do the same for him.

She wanted to touch him...

As they continued to kiss, Qin Yan's eyes glided down to his toned and flat stomach before going downwards.

Then, her eyes widened in shock when it landed on the obvious bulge in that particular area.

Qin Yan: "..."

Xi Ting lowered his gaze after noticing that she was slightly distracted by something. When he looked in the direction where she was looking, a smirk appeared on his lips.

"Do you want to touch it?" He seductively asked. He grabbed her hand and let her fingers touch the front of his zipper.

Qin Yan was frightened and then blushed furiously, "Xi Ting!"

Xi Ting took her into his arms and let her feel him. Qin Yan almost let out a gasp when his bulge bumped against her lower stomach.

It's so hard! So hot! And most importantly, he's so BIG! Will she be able to take it all in? Will it fit at all?

Qin Yan was extremely worried she'd bleed out when the time came. However, she had boundless trust in him and she knew that Xi Ting wouldn't hurt her, so she slowly calmed down.

Qin Yan relaxed a bit and used her elbows to mount her upper body. She watched him take off his buttons slowly while not taking his eyes off of her. She felt her throat become parched at the sensual sight of him taking off his clothes.

He was too alluring… too seductive… too provocative. Was she going to survive this day? The sound of rustling of fabric entered her ears and she bit her lips.

When Xi Ting removed his underwear, Qin Yan grew thunderstruck.

"That... that's...."

"Hm?" Xi Ting bit her lower lip and licked it. "Do you know what this is for?"

Qin Yan nodded her head before shaking it again. Of course, she knew what it was.

"Tell me... tell me what I'll do with it," urged Xi Ting. He held his thing before his fingers slowly slid up and down while his breath became short and warm.

"Uh..." Qin Yan wet her lips, feeling thirsty for some reason. However, she was too embarrassed to tell him anything.

Qin Yan, out of shame, shook her head pitifully.

"You don't know?" Xi Ting, who Qin Yan always thought was a gentleman, suddenly turned into a big bad wolf. He grinned at her, "Do you really not know?"

Qin Yan shut her mouth. She knew... but she couldn't say it out loud.

"Relax, I'll do it gently and won't hurt you," Xi Ting said and lifted her chin.

Qin Yan nodded obediently.

"But for now, why don't you calm him down for me a bit?" Then, a teasing grin appeared on Xi Ting's lips as he grabbed her hand, dragging it towards his hot rod.

Qin Yan grew flustered, "Wha--" The head was very thick while the rod itself was very long, and the thickness of it was... a few inches at most, Qin Yan thought.

Her words were interrupted as her hand touched something very hot and hard. Xi Ting guided her with his hand, letting her fingers wrap around it, and slowly stroke downwards and upwards.

Qin Yan was extremely shocked.

OH MY GOD... I'm Touching him!

Just touching him, Qin Yan's breathing picked up. She couldn't help but lick her lips wet as her throat turned dry.

"Are you nervous?" Xi Ting laughed, tipping her chin up slightly so she could look at him again. When their eyes met, he saw how red her face had become.

His big rod started to twitch in her hand. Just a look on her flushed face was enough to make him lose his breath and react to it. What more if he pressed her into bed and was already inside her? What would become of him?

Qin Yan nodded. As if there was a spell on her whole being, her attention was brought back to that big, hard, and long shaft. Trembling, she used a bit of her strength to grab the rod in her hand. The heat, altogether with the shape and the thought that it would go inside her later, made her hear white noise creeping into her brain, causing her to close her legs as if fearing that something would slip out from inside her.

But having Xi Ting stand in between her legs made it impossible for her to close it completely.

Qin Yan carefully gazed at the huge 'thing' that looked like a rod, but also not. And as if responding to her focused attention, the thing that she was holding got harder and bigger in her hand, and its head glistened wetly.

Curious to know what other reaction it would have, Qin Yan quickened her pace in stroking the rod. Up and down... up and down. Her actions were too unfamiliar because she had never done anything like this before, but the hesitation that she felt from earlier was gone as her interest grew.

Xi Ting's breathing sped up. "Wait!" He grabbed Qin Yan's wrist when she started to speed up, stroking him up and down.

"What happened?" Qin Yan looked at Xi Ting innocently.

"What do you think will happen if you continue like this?" Xi Ting asked.

Qin Yan shook her head, "I don't know."

Looking at the flushed innocent face of his cookie, Xi Ting groaned and pushed her back down onto the bed, pressing on her as he took both her hands and let them rest above her head. This position... she could feel every inch of his body against hers.

The body underneath him was soft and small, perfectly fitting into his arms. Xi Ting could barely restrain himself. He really wanted to push himself inside her, thrust himself in and out until she couldn't stop moaning and screaming his name. He wanted to hear her scream in pleasure until her eyes would roll back as she climbed the apex of her climax, and he would stop then. And then, he would repeat it until she'd beg him to make her come.

Xi Ting was extremely shocked at his perverted thoughts filling his brains with images of Qin Yan with her face flushed and gasping for air while humping her hips voluntarily as she met his every thrust.

Xi Ting groaned painfully. Just the thought of it almost made him feel so good and brought him a release.

But he mustn't.

Licking the bottom of her lips and slowly tracing her chin to her neck, Xi Ting grabbed one of her legs and spread it wider with one hand while the other hand was pressing on her wrists.

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