That's why... just for now, just a little bit... I would drown in her gentle warmth.
For both herself and me.
Yifei shifted in my lap, her thighs tightening around my waist. Her breath came faster against my neck, lips brushing my skin without kissing. She wasn't teasing. Just holding on.
My hand moved to her back, slow and steady.
Yifei trembled as I kissed her again. She parted her lips slowly, and I could feel the heat of her mouth. Not rushed. Just needy. Our mouths moved like they were learning each other — tongue brushing tongue, wet sounds filling the quiet space.
I found the clasp behind her shoulder blades and unhooked it in one motion. Her arms stayed around me for a moment before she let go, just enough for the straps to slide down.
She didn't cover herself.
Her bra dropped to the floor.
