This was the first time in his life that Chen Yang had felt a sensation so exquisite; how could he bear to stop?
Especially the sight of Lin Jingyi's delicate body, trembling and flushed crimson, which gave him an extraordinary psychological thrill. The sense of possession and accomplishment was indescribable. It intoxicated him, and he had no desire to stop at all.
"Xiao Yang... wait... nngh..."
Lin Jingyi gasped, reaching out a jade-like hand to push Chen Yang away, begging him to pause. Otherwise, she simply wouldn't be able to endure the wave after wave of intense sensations threatening to overwhelm her.
"Auntie, I desire you too much. I can't stop."
Chen Yang gazed at Lin Jingyi with eyes full of adoration. He didn't slow down. Instead, he captured her outstretched hand, intertwined their fingers like lovers, and pinned it to the bed beside her shaking head. Then, he continued his pursuit animalistically.
