Ming Yu thoroughly enjoyed my kisses, her body gradually becoming hotter under my lips and her voice turning hoarse, laced with a teasing charm that set one's blood on fire.
She placed her hand on my chest, her voice slightly trembling as she spoke, but most of it was filled with pleasure, "If you like it, do even more to me."
Ming Yu's openness spurred me to move faster, carrying her sideways into the bathtub. The warm water soaked my chest, and Ming Yu leaned against me, her eyes hazy and seductive.
I lowered my head to gently kiss her lips; under the dim night light, such a scene was simply beautiful. Feeling the softness of Ming Yu's lips, I eagerly began to suck the nectar from her mouth.
It wasn't until Ming Yu could barely breathe and tapped lightly on my chest with her small fists that I reluctantly let go of her.
