Due to his skillful restraint, Xia Weiwei's body reacted intensely but could only move in small, twisting motions. These movements only served to further stimulate Li Yun's senses without achieving anything else.
After her initial cry of "Ah," Xia Weiwei clamped her mouth shut, trying to stifle the urge to scream. But the unprecedented stimulation made it impossible for her to stay silent.
First came the low, muffled moans of "Mmm... mmm... mmm...," then her tightly closed lips couldn't hold back the sounds, and "Mmm" turned into "Ah."
Eventually, her voice climbed steadily to higher pitches.
Fortunately, they were inside a well-insulated room in a large house. Most neighbors, aside from those still out enjoying the nightlife, were already asleep.
Otherwise, such an enthusiastic "performance" would have definitely caused quite a stir.
Of course, in their intense involvement, neither of them paid attention to this. It was only the next morning, upon waking up and reflecting on the night, that they realized the embarrassment of their "concert."
Although they felt shy about it afterward, since both of them preferred to let things take their natural course and didn't overly suppress their emotions, this incident became a private joke between them.
However, in their future intimate moments, the "concerts" continued unabated, and even evolved into more variations. That's a story for later.
As Xia Weiwei's cries grew more urgent, her breathing heavier, and her body temperature higher, Li Yun's right hand once again withdrew from its position. But this was a calculated move, a "catch and release" strategy.
His right hand moved upward, reaching Xia Weiwei's small, round navel and drawing circles around it.
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Li Yun was certain that Xia Weiwei's abdomen and navel were completely natural, with no makeup. He couldn't help but think about the "sex photo scandal" involving Hong Kong entertainment star Endmu Guanxi, who, due to his inability to repair a laptop, inadvertently revealed... well, everyone knows what happened next.
The scandal was huge, and Li Yun had followed it closely, particularly remembering the navel ring worn by Carina Lau.
Xia Weiwei had been teased to the point of almost gasping for breath, feeling like her spirit was about to detach from her body and soar into the sky.
But when Li Yun suddenly stopped, she felt suspended in mid-air, extremely uncomfortable.
Subconsciously, she thrust her lower body, searching for that magical hand, trying to regain the thrilling and pleasurable sensation. This made him even more aware of the softness of her lower abdomen.
Li Yun judged that the moment was right. He flattened his right hand, spread his fingers, and moved it like a knife from her navel downward, gliding along her abdominal skin.
He passed through the loose defenses of her nightgown, which was hanging around her waist, and crossed a patch of soft, lush grassland, finally arriving at the "paradise" he had longed for.
Sensing the misty, cloud-like atmosphere and the gurgling hot springs of this paradise, Li Yun's hand resumed its busy "work."
The direct skin-to-skin contact was different from the previous teasing through layers of clothing; it felt better but was also more intense.
Xia Weiwei's brows furrowed, her mouth opened wide as if to shout "Ah," but for some reason, her windpipe seemed blocked, and no sound came out. She could only occasionally move her lips. Her hands tightly held the man's head, pressing it firmly against her plump breasts.
Her back arched upward, lifting off the bed, and her free left leg lifted involuntarily, bending at the knee toward her chest and resting open on the side of her body.
Her delicate, milky white toes curled and stretched, revealing both her tension and the intense stimulation she was experiencing.
In a moment, accompanied by Xia Weiwei's forceful cry of "Ah...," her taut, arched body relaxed, her leg fell back to its original position, the twitching on her face ceased, and she returned to calmness.
Her nostrils and forehead glistened with fine beads of sweat, and the blush on her face shone brightly, spreading all the way down to her chest and abdomen.
At this moment, Xia Weiwei appeared weak and languid, even a bit dazed, but the man on top of her knew how excited and forceful she had just been.
Li Yun's hand, still between Xia Weiwei's legs, could still feel the lingering effects of her passion.
Her thighs occasionally spasmed and twitched. Her twenty-five years of virginity had finally bloomed for the first time.
The petals opened and closed rhythmically, and the valley slowly released a wet, slippery fluid. At the beginning, a few thin streams even sprayed out from her private parts...
Before they truly began to make love, Xia Weiwei reached her first orgasm in her life through the man's inexplicable "manual skills."
Although Li Yun was not the first to touch the most mysterious and enticing part of a woman's body, he knew from both textbooks and experience that the woman beneath him had just experienced her first climax.
Li Yun withdrew his right hand from beneath Xia Weiwei's lower abdomen, bringing it in front of his face. His palm was covered in a semi-transparent, slightly milky, viscous female fluid.
Strings of shiny liquid connected his fingers, and a few irregular, curly black hairs were caught between them.
Li Yun brought his hand to his nose and took a sniff.
A strange, indescribable scent hit his brain, but this unique aroma from a woman's private part made him feel extremely fond, satisfied, and excited. He extended his tongue and tasted the liquid on his hand, smacking his lips. It tasted really good—clean, clear, and with a faint sweetness.
Li Yun had always been a devoted man, with only one girlfriend, Lin Yixin. He had tasted her "water" and didn't know what other women tasted like, but Xia Weiwei's "water" was the same as Lin Yixin's.
Good things should be shared, Li Yun thought, and he felt like teasing Xia Weiwei again. He flipped his hand over and brought it under her nose.
Although Xia Weiwei kept her eyes closed, she was acutely aware of his every move through her body's sensations.
Even though the substance on his hand was her own secretion, the association with its origin made her too embarrassed to face it, so she turned her head away.
Seeing Xia Weiwei's reaction, Li Yun's lips curled into a silent smile. "Time to get down to business," he said to himself.