Zhang Yang didn't continue pressing against the bud, but kept rubbing between those buttocks.
Even so, Xia Xue found herself increasingly unable to control herself.
The shame in her heart and the desire in her body made her feel like she was about to go crazy.
She wanted to reject him, but couldn't bear to, as she actually harbored fantasies about her sister's boyfriend while also involuntarily recalling the scene she had witnessed outside the door the day before.
This made her body's reaction all the more intense, which, when felt by Zhang Yang, was so wet, so soft, so bouncy.
"No, stop, Zhang Yang, please..."
Xia Xue pressed her legs tightly together, her voice carrying a reluctance that was both rejecting and welcoming.
This only stimulated Zhang Yang even more; the feeling was too wonderful.
"Zhang Yang, you can't do this, I am Xiao Man's sister, your older cousin-in-law..."
However, even as she said this, her body kept moving involuntarily, her buttocks undulating up and down with Zhang Yang's movements.
Zhang Yang himself was also nervous inside, knowing that what he was doing was wrong.
He felt a twinge of guilt towards Xiao Man too, which eventually caused him to stop.
He then pulled his member out from between those cheeks, now coated with a clear, sticky liquid.
Xia Xue also let out a long sigh of relief and then turned to look back.
When she saw Zhang Yang's rigid manhood from such a close distance, Xia Xue felt both embarrassed and angry.
"Zhang Yang, what's the matter with you?"
"You have a girlfriend, even if it's just a massage for your sister-in-law, how can you get so aroused?"
Zhang Yang also felt a bit embarrassed and hurriedly tucked his member back into his undershorts, then sheepishly explained:
"Sis, I'm sorry, you're just too beautiful, I couldn't help it. Xiao Man said she would wait until marriage before she would let me, I'm so frustrated, that's why..."
At this moment, Zhang Yang too was somewhat panicking; he had indeed gone a bit too far.
Not only could he have upset Xia Xue, but if Xia Xue told Xiao Man, that would be the worst.
At this time, Xia Xue was also staring at Zhang Yang in surprise, "So, are you saying that you and Xiao Man have never done it? You're still a virgin?"
Xia Xue had previously heard from Xiao Man that they were each other's first loves, which is why she asked.
"Yes!" Zhang Yang replied with an embarrassed face.
A man in his twenties and still a virgin was indeed a bit embarrassing.
But to Xia Xue, it seemed like the discovery of a new world.
These days, virgins are rarer than virgin girls.
She hadn't expected to come across such a pure virgin who reacted so strongly to her.
At the same time, she felt a smug satisfaction; she was confident about her own figure and appearance, and how could a little virgin resist her charm, especially when she was only wearing a thong.
Thinking this way, she didn't feel so angry anymore.
But still she seriously said, "Even so, you need to restrain yourself a bit. Once you start working, you'll inevitably meet some pretty women; you can't be so impulsive."
"Aside from Xiao Man, and me, you're not allowed to give massages to other women."
Just moments ago, he thought that Xia Xue was really angry, but hearing her last remark, he felt a surge of happiness.
He quickly asked, trying to feel her out, "Sis, does that mean I can continue?"
Xia Xue snorted softly, "Massage properly, don't act out of line again, got it?"
"Okay," Zhang Yang quickly agreed.
That way, he could also give massages to Xia Xue in the future.
Xia Xue laid her head down again, not looking at Zhang Yang again; actually, she didn't even know why she had said what she did just then.
She could only comfort herself with the thought that Zhang Yang was a doctor, and massaging her was to treat her dysmenorrhea, yes, that was it.
Zhang Yang then picked up the essential oil again, this time dripping it on those beautiful legs.
To soothe Xia Xue, Zhang Yang also put his all into it, massaging her tight, shapely legs in front of him.
Unexpectedly, this time it was Xia Xue's turn to console Zhang Yang.
"Zhang Yang, don't be shy, it feels very comfortable, you can go a bit higher," she said.
Hearing this, Zhang Yang's heart leapt with joy, and he confidently kneaded the insides of her thighs.
He even spread Xia Xue's legs apart, and she did not resist.
Zhang Yang finally got a clear view of the moist outline beneath her panties, the crevice distinctly visible.
This time Xia Xue, for some reason, seemed to really let go and genuinely enjoyed Zhang Yang's massage.
She didn't even resist when Zhang Yang massaged her perky buttocks.
This indulgence made Zhang Yang exclaim with delight and let loose even more.
The essential oil covered her entire buttocks, and as his thumb slid through the crease, touching a patch of soft flesh, Xia Xue's songbird-like moans once again ignited Zhang Yang's desire.
But Zhang Yang could only endure it, feeling quite thrilled just to have his hands fulfilled.
However, after a while, Xia Xue began to move her head and raise her buttocks as if responding to the movements of Zhang Yang's hands.
This made Zhang Yang's throat dry and his tongue parched.
Especially when his thumb clearly felt the hot streams flowing out, seeping through the panties and trickling down, Zhang Yang swallowed hard.
By this point, Xia Xue was somewhat beside herself, the sensation too wonderful.
Especially since this time, Zhang Yang stayed in her sensitive areas, and yet did not overstep the bounds, which made her all the more unable to stop.
The sounds from her throat could no longer be suppressed, starting to rise higher and higher.
Then, Zhang Yang suddenly seized the soggy panties and yanked them upwards.
In an instant, the panties turned into a thong wedged between her buttocks, also lodged in that voluptuous crevice, causing the two patches of tender flesh to be exposed.
Zhang Yang's eyes immediately went wide.
And Xia Xue, stimulated by the sudden tightness, her buttocks arched up high, a long moan escaping her lips.
If she hadn't been restraining herself, that moment would have taken her over the edge.
"Zhang Yang, we can't do this, I can't take it," Xia Xue hurriedly said.
Zhang Yang didn't respond, but boldly kneaded the two halves of smooth flesh.
"No, no, I really can't," Xia Xue started to get jittery and began to clench her legs again.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yang actually stopped.
"Why... why did you stop?"
She was just a little short of reaching the clouds, and yet this guy suddenly became serious.
This feeling of unfulfilled love was driving Xia Xue a bit mad.
"Sis, you're the one who said you couldn't take it," he said.
"You..."
Xia Xue looked at him with a mixture of grievance and allure, but she couldn't just accuse Zhang Yang of anything, and certainly not openly ask him to continue because she was about to climax.
She would rather die than say such words.
"Ignoring you, I'm going to take a shower," she said.
Xia Xue tried to get up and head for the bathroom, ready to take care of herself.
But unexpectedly, Zhang Yang suddenly tugged at her panties wedged in the crevice.
Xia Xue instantly let out an uncontrollable yelp, her body going limp once more.
At this point, Xia Xue no longer wanted to restrain herself, "Zhang Yang, do it... do it again."