Chapter 8: Lewd Cruise (7)
Ji Ning was completely stunned.
Why was this happening too!
But because everyone around her started moving, Jiang Shiyu and the others also stood up and came over. Ji Ning's body responded faster than her brain, and she had already gone with the flow, beginning to twist to the music.
Fortunately, Ji Ning was once a member of her university dance club. She was no stranger to dancing, and she didn't get stage fright.
Plus, Jiang Shiyu was posing provocatively right beside her, occasionally bumping into her. This ignited Ji Ning's competitive spirit. Her skillfully executed waves, paired with her stunningly proud rear curves, attracted the attention of quite a few men.
When the dance move called for a turn, Ji Ning saw that the stunning, wealthy beauty beside Young Master Hui was no longer there. And he… had actually seized this chance to walk over in front of the soft, delicate beauty!
Ji Ning was shocked. However, she couldn't linger facing that direction for too long, so she had no choice but to turn back around and continue facing Xing Ye.
Suppressing the excitement of capturing a new clue, Ji Ning calmed her heart.
She focused on watching Xing Ye dance for a while, but even though she was fairly collected, she couldn't help but become flustered.
This man actually seemed even more handsome from a bit farther away.
His excellent bone structure and perfect physique, set against the backdrop of other men, made him look like a male model sitting in a fashion show.
And with that cold face becoming even more sculpted under the psychedelic, seductive lighting, it was all the more lethal.
Xing Ye's eyes and brows were deep and intense. The way he looked at her felt like a tangible caress on Ji Ning's body, making her breathing quicken involuntarily. She even started recalling fragments of last night's intimate act.
Seeing Xing Ye's long, slender fingers resting on his knee, Ji Ning was reminded of the trembling they caused when they kneaded her soft, fair breasts; the rush of heat brought on by the sticky, slick rubbing when they reached into her panties.
As she thought about it, Ji Ning's face turned red, and down below was already in a muddy, messy state.
At this moment, a girl nearby had already danced her way to the front of a man, shaking her hips passionately face-to-face, seducing him until he could barely control himself.
Her gaze shifted back, and Ji Ning saw Xing Ye crook his fingers at her.
She clamped her legs together slightly tighter and walked over to him.
The music hadn't stopped, so the dancing couldn't stop either. Ji Ning was forced to stand before Xing Ye, twisting her waist and swaying her hips, displaying the graceful, alluring curves of her figure.
Xing Ye was sitting, she was standing. Ji Ning felt as utterly exposed as if she weren't wearing any clothes, devoid of privacy, devoid of dignity.
This sense of shame, in turn, acted like an aphrodisiac, breeding licentiousness within her, forcing her into heat, making her incredibly crave to be ravaged, to be powerfully thrust into again and again.
Ji Ning felt like she was drowning, somewhat lacking oxygen. She had to take deep breaths, inhaling and exhaling heavily.
Along with her deep breathing, her chest also rose and fell unceasingly, impossible for anyone to ignore.
The darkness in Xing Ye's eyes deepened, his desire surging, ready to erupt.
The moment the music stopped, Ji Ning's legs went weak and she almost couldn't stand. Just as Xing Ye reached out to pull her, she staggered and her entire body fell into his embrace.
Ji Ning's chin bumped against Xing Ye's forehead, and her soft breasts happened to slap right against his chin.
Xing Ye caught her by the bottom to steady her, a smirk curving his lips. He whispered lowly, "So eager?"
Ji Ning wanted nothing more than to find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
She braced herself on Xing Ye's shoulder, intending to sit sideways on his lap, but he guided her legs apart instead, settling her in a straddling position on top of him.
Because of the straddling posture, Ji Ning could feel her labia parting to either side. The distinct discomfort made it impossible to ignore the sticky mess of her lower body, while simultaneously making her feel even more empty and full of longing.
At that moment, the person controlling the atmosphere very "considerately" turned off several layers of lights, plunging the room into dimness.
All around, moans and panting rose and fell in waves, the air thick with a palpable, ambiguous scent.
Ji Ning couldn't help but press her waist lower, drawing herself a little closer to Xing Ye.
However, Xing Ye had long been teased to the limit of his endurance. Almost the very next second after the lights dimmed, his two thumbs slipped into the sides of Ji Ning's top, pushing the restrictive garment upward.
A pair of snowy white breasts bounced lightly out.
Immediately after, Xing Ye cupped the soft flesh with both hands, kneading and fondling to his heart's content, letting out a sigh of profound satisfaction.
Yet this was still not enough.
Ji Ning watched with flushed cheeks, her head lowered. In the darkness, the man's silhouette was shadowy and indistinct; she could only make out an outline.
After he had his fill of touching her chest, his entire form leaned forward, taking the tip of her breast into his mouth. His soft, wet, slippery tongue pressed against her sensitive nipple, licking rapidly back and forth.
The extreme stimulation shot straight down to her tailbone. Even though there were people around, Ji Ning couldn't suppress herself. Wantonly, she clutched Xing Ye's head and cried out, "Mmnh ah~~~"
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