Ellen's entire body was as red as a boiled lobster now. The warm light overhead just made him all the more delectable and captivating, encasing his slender lithe body in an almost divine glow.
Ever since Lu Yizhou started to pump his hand, Ellen had been stubbornly tucking his face in the crook of Lu Yizhou's neck, gasping and muffling his moans into Lu Yizhou's skin. The arms that held onto Lu Yizhou's shoulders were trembling, almost desperate, as the blunt end of the nails dug into his skin hard enough to draw blood.
"Ah… no! Stop, wait a—mmh!" was what his mouth said, even though his hips had begun to respond to Lu Yizhou's advances, twitching and grinding in an attempt to seek higher stimulation.
Lu Yizhou couldn't help but chuckle as he pressed his lips to the side of Ellen's neck, his own breathing scorching and laboured.
