Accompanied by the licking and kissing on the earlobe, a strange current flowed from Xi Baicheng's lips to Ye Yin's whole body. Her head felt dizzy, and her legs became weaker and weaker, and she could hardly hold on.
His lips rubbed against her temples, his hands lifted up her skirt, touched her snow-white thighs, and moved them back and forth, causing waves of heat in her body.
"No, I didn't think about anything...let it go...let it go..."
"But I don't want to let you go!" Xi Baicheng grabbed her waist and bit her earlobe in confusion, "I want you..."
Ye Yin twisted her body and struggled with difficulty, "Don't be like this... Let's, let's chat again..."
"I've said enough tonight, now I just want to eat you!" He bit her shoulder blade, causing her to feel pain. She bit her red lips tightly, becoming more and more seductive.
Holding on to the glass window tightly, my whole body felt weak, all the way down to my toes.
The wet tongue roamed on her shoulder, and she felt ashamed to death.
No... we can't let him succeed like this...
Ye Yin struggled to break away from him, got out from under his armpit, and leaned against the wall, lowering her head like a child who made a mistake, her cheeks were red and she was breathing heavily, "No...can't do this..."
Xi Baicheng grabbed her chin and raised it slightly, his eyes filled with doting and desire for conquest, half coaxing and half commanding. "You are mine, why not?"
Ye Yin tried to resist, "No! I'm not yours! I...well..."
He suddenly pressed her hard against the wall, held her waist tightly with one hand, and kissed her passionately, ravaging her red lips.
Ye Yin was so frightened that her face turned pale and she struggled hard. "Don't be like this... um..."
Xi Baicheng clasped her restless little hands, pulled them to the top of her head, and drove his flexible tongue straight into her mouth. The gentle licking turned into a hot sucking, forcing her to open her mouth to accept him, unscrupulously.
She stirred it in her mouth, so violently that it almost swallowed her up.
Ye Yin was forced to bear his kiss, which was so intense that her breath and mouth were filled with his refreshing masculine scent and the sweet smell of wine.
She was intoxicated and gave up resistance. She grabbed his shirt tightly, stood on tiptoes, and kissed him back nervously and jerkily, her delicate oval face flushed.