Jiang Qi pressed himself closer, his hand gripping Shen Yi's shoulder as his thrusts grew deeper and faster. The feeling of being inside him was overwhelming, far beyond anything he had ever imagined in his countless fantasies. He had thought of it often, but this reality was nothing like the images in his mind. It was ethereal, consuming and a thousand times better than any dream. Desire had taken him over completely, and now that he had finally tasted Shen Yi, he knew there was no stopping.
Shen Yi, on the other hand, felt Jiang Qi's heat filling him, each push sending shivers through his body, leaving sweetness that melted into his bones. It was unexplainable, something he could never put into words even if he tried. His lips trembled, and he bit down hard on the lower one, stifling the sounds that wanted to escape. His leg shifted, moving slightly forward, giving Jiang Qi more access, more room to sink deeper.
