Rong Ye didn't stop. He increased his speed, his body pounding against her with a rhythmic, heavy force.
The position was intense, but his strong hands stayed locked on her waist, keeping her steady. Su Qinglan felt her knees trembling, her entire body shuddering with every deep thrust.
"Faster! Please, faster!" She cried out.
Rong Ye chuckled, his tail suddenly catching hers as it whipped around in excitement.
"Don't tease me with that tail, honey, or I might just pull out and make you wait for more time. Do you want that?"
Su Qinglan immediately went still, her ears flattening in submission. She knew this bastard was perfectly capable of leaving her hanging just to see her squirm.
She acted like an obedient little vixen, clinging to the furs and taking every powerful thrust from behind.
Even trying to control her naughty tail as much as possible so it would not wag in front of his face.
