Li Chuntao wouldn't deny that she also wanted him so badly that she couldn't stop herself from teasing him. She wasn't a naive young girl anymore and knew that it was mutual attraction that brought them together. She wanted him to take her, to touch her. Even for just a moment, she wanted to believe that he wanted her.
She felt his hands move from her sides and rested them at the junction of her upper thighs just below her rear end. His long fingers spread around her shapely thighs and he pressed his warm hardness against her tingling pleasure bud. She couldn't stop the moan that slipped from her lips as her body craved for more stimulation from him.
Just as she thought Shen Zichen would stop, his hands slid into the skirt of her dress, parting her thighs slightly until the hem of her panties brushed against his index finger. His middle finger stayed against her warm heat that was starting to soak the thin fabric of her underwear.