Lixue's breath hitched as Shen Yu's fingers brushed against her sensitive core, her face flushing a deep, radiant crimson under the moonlight.
As Yilan claimed his lips in a slow, intoxicating kiss, Lixue leaned against his chest, her hands trembling as she reached up to wrap around his neck.
Yilan kissed him with a desperate, hungry devotion, her tongue swirling against his as if drinking in every drop of his presence she had been denied over the past weeks.
Shen Yu reciprocated with smooth, possessive intensity, his hands gently stroking the inner thighs of both women, his thumbs lightly teasing their wet, throbbing centers through their thin undergarments.
A soft, muffled moan escaped Yilan's throat as they finally parted, a thin silver thread connecting their lips.
Her dark eyes were glazed with a heavy haze of affection and rising desire.
