Chapter 602 - 9.72 Want A Bite? [M]
Zhao Bolin’s heart almost jumped out of his throat from how wild it was pounding in his chest. He knew that there was no going back... and it was not like he really wanted to stop. He was just really nervous!
He could feel himself shaking again when he felt Lu Yizhou’s broad palm stroking the smooth plane of his stomach. Zhao Bolin took a deep breath and gritted out, "K–Kiss me... If you kiss me again, maybe I won’t feel so nervous–hmph!"
Zhao Bolin had not even finished his sentence when Lu Yizhou lifted his chin and covered his lips tightly with his. Just like earlier, as soon as Lu Yizhou’s tongue touched his own, fireworks exploded in the depth of his mind, sending sharp tingles down his spine. His body immediately went soft as he sprawled on Lu Yizhou’s chest, and he was not even aware when Lu Yizhou turned on the faucet and let hot water fill the tub once again.
He only felt hot. So hot... Every hook and swirl of Lu Yizhou’s silky tongue was akin to gasoline which fanned his desire even wilder. Zhao Bolin was quickly losing himself and he could only let himself be led along with the passionate rhythm of Lu Yizhou’s kiss, suckling and nibbling to his best ability.
"Oh...!" He gasped when Lu Yizhou’s palm, which was resting on his stomach, suddenly glided down until it reached his intimate organ whom nobody had ever touched before. That one touch sent white sparks behind his eyelids as a dizzying warm sensation spread all over his body. He rasped into Lu Yizhou’s mouth, "Y–Your hand..."
"Sssh..." Lu Yizhou hushed him softly. "Relax and just focus on kissing, sweetheart."
Zhao Bolin almost exploded from those words. How was he supposed to do that when Lu Yizhou’s hand was... doing such a wicked thing to his cock?! Zhao Bolin felt like going insane as he was forced to accept the surge of wild pleasure that was currently flowing under his veins.
With his lips forced open by Lu Yizhou’s wanton plunder, he could only pant helplessly as the zombie held him and played with him. Lu Yizhou’s dexterous fingers danced as if Zhao Bolin was an instrument created solely for him. His sharp gasp and moans bounced off the closed bathroom, sounding so damn erotic and coquettish that he found it hard to believe it came from his own mouth!
Zhao Bolin was utterly unable to resist such a savage onslaught. Every move Lu Yizhou made seemed to strike his weak and sensitive spot with terrifying precision. It took him no time at all to get hard, needy and aching. His moans gained a pleading tone to it, so wanton that it could make anyone who heard it blush.