He lightly touched Selina's lips. They were just as moist, warm, and soft as he had imagined, and a mulberry-like scent drifted into his nose,
making Qin Wei's breathing grow faster.
His rough, powerful hand slipped into the gap in the sofa, lifted Selina's thin gray jacket, and invaded her waist. His fingertips explored every inch of skin before finally sinking into the sensuous, rounded dimples of her lower back.
Qin Wei pressed down hard, and Selina opened her eyes with a soft moan.
She seemed to want to say something, but the moment she opened her mouth, he easily breached her defenses, finding her little tongue with nowhere to escape inside her wet, slippery mouth.
He knew how to trick a girl into opening her mouth. Beneath this experienced, cunning man, Selina was like a lamb awaiting slaughter.
Qin Wei's hand wandered up from her lower back and slipped between the strap and her skin. With a gentle twist of two fingers, the girl's final barrier came undone.
Yet the man seemed in no hurry to advance. His hand circled back to her waist and stomach, sweeping across her taut, trembling belly, from the lines along her abs to their horizontal grooves, before leisurely tracing circles around her navel.
Unlike a novice, this seasoned driver was in no rush to reach his destination. Every movement was so elegant.
Yet under this seemingly restrained assault, Selina had already begun twisting her waist, squeezing her legs together and rubbing them back and forth.
She was already on the verge of falling apart.
"May I keep going?"
"Mm..."
At that nearly exhausted response, Qin Wei unbuttoned his shirt with one hand.
One, two, three. Rolling his shoulder blades, he slipped out of it, exposing his muscular body, covered in bruises and scars,