She subconsciously grinded against it, letting out desperate mewls. Xue Ning grabbed at the hem of her own T-shirt, trying to achieve some semblance of stability while doing her best to stifle the whimpers that were threatening to escape. She wanted to grind against Jingwei's face, but she was worried - what if she accidentally cut off his air supply? Broke his neck?
She shifted and took a quick look at Jingwei below her, only to get a glimpse of his mischievous eyes as he stared up at her, dark with desire and greed. That sight of Jingwei wanting more even as she was already on top of him made even more wetness dribble out of her - how lewd!
Jingwei knew that Xue Ning was still hesitant, afraid of hurting him. But she needn't worry - he wasn't bragging when he said he knew what he was doing.
I did say it was a tiny smut... when they get to a place with a bed they can continue cough
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