Chapter 363: Stopped by the Lips and Teeth, Covered by the Years (3)

The kiss was decent, and there was an inexplicable emptiness somewhere inside her body. She wanted more, but she didn't know what she wanted. Her open eyes slowly closed, and the hand holding the quilt slowly hugged her. She touched his shoulder without even noticing it, and her lips awkwardly began to respond to his.

He seemed to feel her initiative, and the movement of kissing her suddenly paused, and then he kissed her lips more decisively and deeply, twisting and turning her tightly.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more charming, the two people's breathing became heavier and heavier, and their body temperatures became higher and higher.

They eagerly wanted more from each other's body. While he was entangled in her body, he forcefully pulled out the quilt between their bodies and threw it off the bed.

There were only two thin layers of pajamas between him and her, and they could clearly feel the heat on each other's bodies, which was full of temptation and stimulation, leaving him without any unnecessary lingering. , with a strong and domineering turn, he pressed her heavily down.

His lips moved from her soft lips to her slender neck. His breathing became heavy, and his fingers roughly tore apart her and his clothes.

The skin-to-skin collided, and the friction produced a stimulation like an electric shock, which made his whole body tremble violently. Then, like a ferocious beast, he bit her skin with even more force.

The slight sting left by his penis on her body made her stimulate even more intensely. Waves of tremors came from her body. She gradually couldn't bear it and wanted to escape. But her whole body was so weak that she couldn't muster the slightest strength to lift him up. She could only cling to his shoulders as if grasping the last straw.

She became a little nervous when his hand touched her waist. She grabbed the nails on his shoulder and instinctively pinched hard into his strong flesh. She couldn't tell whether it was because she was afraid or ashamed. She felt like Like a mosquito humming, she called his name quietly and tremblingly: "Su Zhinian..."

Her tone didn't sound like she was trying to stop him, but was full of expectation, but it made Su Zhinian's back tense up and all his movements stopped.

All of this is too real, the soft touch of the fingertips, the strong stimulation of the body, and her soft voice, it doesn't feel like a dream at all...

Su Zhinian really wanted to continue treating this as a beautiful dream, but he was afraid, afraid that this was not a dream, not his illusion, afraid that if it happened for real... he had already hurt her once, She made a mistake once, and he couldn't cause her such harm and mistakes a second time...

Su Zhinian forced himself to regain his senses, endured the pain in his body, slowly raised his head and looked at her.

She closed her eyes, and the two rows of long and curly eyelashes were like butterfly wings, flickering very fiercely. Her long hair was messy, and some of it was wrapped around his arm, sticky with sweat. live.

The clothes he tore to pieces were scattered around her body, and her neck and chest were all covered with marks of varying shades...

He stopped rashly, causing her eyebrows to wrinkle subconsciously. She waited for a moment and found that he was still quiet. She couldn't help but open her eyes with some doubts.