Perhaps because Liu Sitong was right beside her, Zhang Xiaorui felt even more stimulated, which made her particularly proactive and passionate this time. Her boneless jade hand roamed ceaselessly over Zhao Chi's back, and her legs involuntarily clenched his waist, pressing her lower body tightly against his, rubbing continuously.
Zhao Chi, lost to his desires, kissed Zhang Xiaorui fervently, caressing her ample breasts. His lust had ignited completely; he could wait no longer. Maintaining their position, he shifted his hips slightly backward and then thrust forward violently, penetrating her deeply.
"Ah… Mmm…"
That moment of uncontrollable passion made Zhang Xiaorui moan out loud. But just as she began, Zhao Chi covered her mouth with his hand, forcefully stifling the sound.
Her initial moan had pierced the silence of the night, causing Zhao Chi to turn his head nervously toward the sleeping Liu Sitong, fearing she might have heard.
