Chen Yang truly hadn't expected Lin Ruixin to be so bold. She actually bent down, parted her rosy lips, and took his throbbing dragon head into her mouth.
The moment he was enveloped in warmth, the nimble swirling and sliding of her tongue brought the sensation in his body and mind to its absolute peak.
"HISSS... Xin xin... How could you..."
Chen Yang looked at Lin Ruixin's small mouth, stuffed to the brim, and gasped. His hands, pressed against the sofa, clenched tightly onto the cover.
"MMPH..."
Lin Ruixin paid Chen Yang no mind. She kept her head buried below, her delicate hands caressing him as she slowly savored the thick heat in her mouth.
If Chen Yang were to look down, he would have seen the look of satisfied longing in her half-lidded eyes. Even just having her mouth stretched full was fulfilling an inner craving of hers.
