The man was between frightened and anxious as Ryusa was on top of him. Her skin touched him, especially those buxom that were still covered with her attire. The atmosphere heated up as her finger traced down to his lower region.
"W-Wait, Master!" he exclaimed, trying to resist her further actions. "Please don't!"
Her blue eyes bore into him, filled with intense desire. "Just this once," she whispered, her words barely audible to Zhihao. "I haven't felt like."
He remembered Meisha mentioning Ryusa's marriage and the loss of her husband to someone else. It seemed reasonable for her to crave long-suppressed biological needs after all those years.
"Zhihao, will you relieve me this time?" she implored, seated on his hips.
Torn between wanting to help her or preventing the situation, he grappled with the unexpected turn of events. It was his fault for getting carried away initially, and now he faced a decision he never anticipated.