The atmosphere in the room was thick with a sweet tension that seemed to vibrate with every breath they took.
When Han Soi's large, calloused hands finally covered her breasts, Yue Yue felt a jolt of electricity shoot straight to her core.
They trembled beneath his gaze, pale and soft, and the way he cupped them...as if they were the most fragile treasures in the world made her heart swell.
But her body wanted more. The gentleness was driving her crazy. With a low whimper, she arched her chest, pushing herself firmly into his palms, demanding more pressure.
Han Soi let out a dark, low chuckle that vibrated against her skin. "So impatient, my little moon," he murmured.
Yue Yue wanted to cry from the sheer intensity of it. It wasn't just that she was a "horny snake"...it was her instinct.
