He traced every inch of her with his hands and mouth, learning the way her breath stuttered when he touched her hips, the way her thighs quivered when his fingers brushed the inside, the way her voice softened when he kissed just below her ear.
By the time he reached between her legs—
she was wet, warm, and trembling.
Her eyes half-lidded, breath shaking, lips parted in anticipation.
"Tian…" she whispered, "I'm ready…"
Lin Tian kissed her again—slow, deep—before moving down her body with deliberate hunger. She trembled beneath him, thighs parting instinctively as his lips traced the soft skin of her stomach.
By the time he reached between her legs, her pussy was already glistening, folds slick and open from the long, careful foreplay. Her inner thighs quivered with each stroke of cool air against her wet heat.
"Tian…" she whispered, voice shaking, "…touch me there. Please."
He slid two fingers through her slick folds.
She gasped sharply.
