Li Feng's large hands settled onto those pale, plump peaches, fingers sinking in as he molded and squeezed them with deliberate hunger.
A wave of exquisite softness overflowed through his fingertips, warm and smooth like the finest jade silk.
While playing with that lush flesh, Li Feng's eyes traced upward, locking onto Jing Lu's anticipating face as she glanced back at him.
From her small shoulders to her thin, soft waist, then down to those childbearing hips, his gaze lingered without restraint.
Despite her rather petite stature, everything about the woman was full in all the right places.
There wasn't a trace of excess fat.
With a single look, he could tell those delicate arms that look like they belonged to a young miss from a wealthy family who had never done hard labor....contained surprising strength.
Even her fleshy thighs, though soft to the touch, hid a firmness beneath that could only come from intense body training.
That contrast made Li Feng addicted.
