Back inside Wu Yang's room, Xiao Yan was placed on the bed and gently pushed back to lie down on her back. The sheets against her skin felt comfortable, yet Xiao Yan's heart was beating wildly. She lay there almost naked in front of her young master, and it made her feel shy.
Before she could process this situation further, Wu Yang climbed on top of her with that charming grin still plastered across his handsome face. Then he leaned down and pressed his lips against hers.
The kiss this time was different from earlier out in the streets. There, it had been soft and sweet—a simple meeting of lips filled with tenderness. But now, the kiss was deeper, hungrier, and filled with a burning desire that sent fire racing through Xiao Yan's veins.
She melted into the embrace, opening her mouth to allow his tongue entry. They danced together in a feverish tangle, tasting and exploring as if neither could get enough of the other.
Xiao Yan moaned softly into his mouth when Wu Yang's hands moved across her smooth, fair skin. He caressed the slender curves of her waist and moved up to stroke her soft abdomen before reaching the perky peaks of her breasts through the simple undergarments that hid them.
"Mnnh... Young Master..." Xiao Yan breathed between kisses, feeling dizzy with pleasure. The sound of her heart pounding like a drum in her ears made her feel heady, as though drunk on this new experience.
Her long legs shifted beneath her master's weight, and an unfamiliar object rubbed between them. It was covered by his clothes but still obvious enough to make Xiao Yan understand what lay hidden there.
Despite her innocent thoughts, Xiao Yan was still knowledgeable of matters of the flesh due to her past at the pleasure house. She knew exactly what her young master intended to do and was curious, but fear still clung to the corners of her heart. Fear of the unfamiliar, fear of pain.
Meanwhile, Wu Yang was getting aroused seeing his pretty maid beneath him, her cheeks blushing with color, her body soft and inviting. It was tempting, oh so tempting, to just tear off her flimsy undergarments and make her his right then and there.
However, he exercised restraint. Since the start, he had been planning on slowly and patiently enjoying the maid's body and having his fun with her, so he would continue with his plan.
Soon, Wu Yang slid his lips from Xiao Yan's down to the slender curve of her neck. The sensation of her soft and smooth skin made him want nothing more than to bite down hard on it. Instead, though, he chose to suckle on it gently, leaving a trail of hickeys all over her tender flesh, causing her to let out soft mewls and sharp gasps.
"Ahhh, y-young mast-masteeeer ngh!" Xiao Yan cried out, writhing about and shuddering with pleasure. "Hmm... Ahhh!"
Satisfied, Wu Yang smiled to himself and kissed downwards, sliding across her collarbone. He took a moment to taste the sweetness of her skin, taking delight in how sweet and fresh it smelled before continuing downward.
When he reached Xiao Yan's breasts, he could see how hard her nipples were beneath her bra. He paused his hands, tracing his fingers around their full shape as if weighing and measuring their perfect size.
"Sister Xiao Yan, your pair of breasts is the perfect combination of size and softness," Wu Yang complimented her with a smile. "They're a beautiful shape with nipples that respond to my touch, even while covered up. I love them already, and I haven't even seen them bare."
As soon as Wu Yang finished speaking, he tugged on the thin white fabric covering Xiao Yan's large breasts. The bra tore and revealed what Wu Yang was describing to him in all its splendor. The size and color and shape left him with no doubt in his mind that his assessment had been correct: perfection!
Xiao Yan let out a shocked gasp and crossed her arms over herself in an attempt to cover herself. "Young Master, this… I feel shy…" But it was too late now, and they both knew it.
Wu Yang gave another playful chuckle. "There's nothing for you to be shy of with me, Sister Xiao Yan. I'm not just your master; I also want to become your lover. You'll need to get used to me, just as I'm getting to know every part of you as well."
"Young Master…" Xiao Yan couldn't hide the happiness in her eyes, hearing him talk about becoming more than master and maid to her.
She would never have dared to ask or even dream that he would ever see her this way, as a lover that he valued and would cherish. Yet the warmth of his voice now gave her an indescribable amount of bliss, filling her heart to the brim and nearly bringing her to tears with joy.
Seeing this, Wu Yang didn't waste the opportunity. He took her hands off her breasts one by one, placing them firmly but carefully to the side until he once again had a clear view.
Her perfect creamy breasts, now with small pink rosy buds for their nipples, were there for him to admire. They seemed even more sensitive now that Xiao Yan had submitted to letting him see them uncovered this way.
"Beautiful," Wu Yang remarked in a tone of genuine praise.
A simple compliment on her breasts. But his compliment was so heartfelt it made Xiao Yan's entire body shudder with pleasure as if the approval alone was a type of foreplay. He had that much of an effect on her soul, that much of an influence over her feelings.
Then, without saying another word, Wu Yang lowered his head down to one of her peaks. He took one hard pink bud between his soft lips, suckling and kissing it, rolling his tongue around the sensitive nipple in little circles.