Stealing Moonlight (Lily ABO) - Chapter 12
This time, Li Ling’er was true to her word. Her hand, like a slippery, mucus-covered loach, grabbed Ruan Jing’s painfully confined p3nis.
Her hand was small and cool. The moment she gripped Ruan Jing, Ruan Jing immediately jolted, instinctively thrusting her hips into Li Ling’er’s palm.
“College student, don’t be so impatient!”
Li Ling’er chuckled. Her voice was soft, but because they were pressed tightly together, it still clearly reached Ruan Jing’s ears over the rumble of the tractor.
Li Ling’er’s palm had calluses, but they weren’t thick. As she rubbed Ruan Jing’s tip, Ruan Jing felt a tingly, electric sensation in her lower back.
Li Ling’er’s wrist was constrained by Ruan Jing’s pants, making her movements awkward. She glanced around and noticed they were passing through a grove of trees. The dense foliage effectively shielded the surrounding fields and farmhouses. So, she simply flipped over and sat on Ruan Jing’s lap.
“Oh, I didn’t get a good look last time, but in the sun, I see you’re quite thin, but your goods aren’t small.”
She pulled out Ruan Jing’s p3nis, weighed it in her hand. The sight of the purplish, swollen, menacing head against her fleshy, full palm was incredibly impactful.
“Mm!” Ruan Jing groaned in discomfort. Her tip opened, releasing a small stream of clear fluid. Li Ling’er quickly caught it, rubbing it with her thumb as if to soothe it. She then smeared the leaked fluid onto the shaft and began to stroke it vigorously with her whole hand.
Ruan Jing hadn’t expected hand-stroking by Li Ling’er to be so incredibly comfortable. Her thigh muscles tensed to the point of twitching, the veins on her forehead throbbed. Her mind was empty, leaving only the sensation of her p3nis being rubbed and Li Ling’er in front of her.
Li Ling’er was stroking with extreme focus, her plump lips tightly pursed into a vibrant, narrow slit. If one didn’t see her hand movements, they might well believe she was reading a book.
Ruan Jing thought aimlessly.
Li Ling’er seemed to notice her distraction. Her nimble fingertips reached back, casually teasing Ruan Jing’s sensitive balls. Ruan Jing immediately lost the capacity for any wandering thoughts. Even the thick book she had barely been holding slipped and finally dropped to the ground.
“Hmph!” She panted more urgently, her body leaning uncontrollably towards Li Ling’er.
Ruan Jing wasn’t entirely sure what she wanted to do—whether to embrace or kiss, or simply press her forehead against this warm, fragrant person before her.
She had never been in a relationship, neither with men nor women, and had no idea what to do at this moment. Li Ling’er noticed her approach, slightly lifting her eyelids. A flicker of interest passed through her eyes.
Ruan Jing didn’t notice. She only saw a bead of sweat clinging to the tip of Li Ling’er’s rounded, slightly upturned nose, gently swaying with her movements.
Ruan Jing bit the tip of her tongue, inexplicably wanting to lick it away.
Just as she hesitated, the drop of sweat fell, landing directly on Li Ling’er’s chest. Ruan Jing’s gaze followed it down, and her entire attention was immediately captivated by Li Ling’er’s bouncing br3asts.
She swallowed with difficulty, her barely noticeable Adam’s apple bobbing. Ruan Jing tried to force her fingers to tightly grip the cushion beneath her, but ultimately, her reason couldn’t resist her instincts and desires. She finally couldn’t hold back and reached forward.