Erotic rhythm (2)

Shao Hui waited for Mo Qiang to tell him off or to say that he was going too far. The two of them were not that close for him to do such a thing but the woman did not say anything, instead she moaned.

Thats right. She moaned! 

Shao Hui's expression turned as proud and mischievous as that of a cat who had licked the cream off the milk. He stared at Mo Qiang while the heel of his palm brushed and pressed against her core. He took in every frown and every flush of Mo Qiang's cheeks as gasped and struggled against him. 

And her body twisted to one side when his fingers brushed against her core.

"Mhmm." Mo Qiang threw her head back as she felt Shao Hui's long and calloused fingers brush against her opening. True to his words the mer had relaxed all the nerves in her body even though he had teased her.