This woman's sensitive spot was something Lin Hao was intimately familiar with—he found it every time, never missing a beat.
"Mmm... mmm... ah... so good... ahh... softer..."
The beautiful CEO pulled her legs up, clamping down tight around his fingers, gripping Lin Hao's arm as she cried out in pleasure.
Lin Hao could tell how good she was feeling, so he let go of her spot, getting ready to tease her a few more times, really awaken her desire.
He loosened his fingers just a bit, then shoved deep into her secret place, curling them back again to hook right onto that sensitive spot.
Yu Peishan's delicate body shuddered uncontrollably, her legs clamping down once more, but her moans abruptly cut off—like a duck having its neck squeezed—her eyes rolling back in ecstasy.
Still, Lin Hao showed no mercy, pressing relentlessly on that spot, his fingertips wiggling a bit, pushing her closer to the edge.
