"Is he gone…?" she whispered, her voice trembling, lips brushing against his ear.
"No, and you—Loli—stop squirming," Wang Xiao growled through clenched teeth, inhaling her soft pleasing fragrance. His lips brushed lightly against her neck, making her shiver.
Qian Ruixin's eyes flickered with conflict, her hands gripping his shirt tighter, trying to maintain some composure. But the soft contact against her skin sent ripples of confusion and heat through her.
Meanwhile, Lingling's thigh rubbed against Wang Xiao's crotch, while Liu Yanmei's soft ass kept pressing into his hand, making it nearly impossible to maintain control.
"I'm trying!" Lingling hissed, her face flushing deeper as she tried to adjust. Her thoughts spun, still stunned at what he had called her.
But now wasn't the time to fight.