Bathtub Entanglement
"Ahh... so comfortable... Getting a massage from a supermodel like you is pure bliss..."
Xiao Yi let out a contented groan, lacing his hands behind his head and flashing a casual smile, feigning nonchalance.
"Is it now?" Stephanie Seymour gave a wicked little grin. Her fingers suddenly slipped downward, seizing his cock in a firm grip. With the bath oil slicking everything up, she began stroking his shaft with slow, teasing pumps.
Her other hand stayed busy too, trailing up from his abs toward his nipples in a languid climb.
A jolt like electricity surged through Xiao Yi, pleasure radiating across his body. His cock felt wrapped in that same tingling current, waves of delight pulsing with every stroke from Stephanie.
"Ah~~~~"
The setting was perfection: a luxurious bathroom enveloped in fragrant steam, the tub cradling him in warm bliss. And beside him—or rather, on him—a peerless beauty attended to his every whim with tender devotion.
This was the indulgence of an emperor, ecstasy for both body and soul.
Splash! A soft, slick warmth suddenly pressed against his chest.
Xiao Yi's eyes snapped open. Stephanie had straddled him, her snowy breasts gliding over his skin, lubricated by the hot water and oil.
Even so, her hand never left his cock, pumping it with unhurried rhythm.
With her thighs draped over his abdomen, his glans kept brushing her tender folds—tantalizing, fleeting contact. Paired with her steady strokes, it drove him to the brink. His shaft throbbed, swollen and scorching, on the verge of bursting from the torment.
"Brother Xiao Yi... do you want to slide into my naughty little pussy?"
Stephanie breathed hotly into his ear, her soft tongue swirling around the lobe before she purred the question in a voice dripping with seduction.
"Yes..."
Before he could finish, her crimson lips sealed over his.
Their mouths fused, her supple tongue darting inside with agile hunger. Xiao Yi moaned involuntarily, his own tongue ensnared and drawn into her mouth under her insistent suction.
They devoured each other in a fierce kiss, lost in the wet dance of tongues and the sweet nectar of saliva.
As their lips parted, glistening threads of spit stretched between them.
"Stephanie! I need you—I can't take it anymore!"
Xiao Yi's restraint shattered. With a beastly roar, he seized her—still nuzzling his neck—and thrust upward the instant her slick entrance grazed his tip. His cock plunged savagely into her depths.
"Ah!~~~"
Stephanie felt a sharp sting of stretch, her folds yielding to the invading heat as it barreled through her lubricated channel.
"No!" Sly as a vixen, she arched her hips and deftly withdrew, evicting the half-buried shaft from her pussy.
"Who was it that promised not to touch me? Brother Xiao Yi, you almost broke the rules! Do you still want to have your way with me tonight?"
She flashed an impish smile, eyes smoldering with allure as her nimble tongue flicked out to lap at the traces of his saliva on her lips. The sight was pure temptation.
Breathing raggedly, Xiao Yi glanced at his watch nearby. It was nearly four o'clock—two hours until evening proper.
No rush. If this little minx wanted to play games, he'd indulge her fully.
"A gentleman's word is his bond."
He crossed his arms over his chest, tilting his head back to sink deeper into the tub's warmth, humming a carefree tune with perfect composure.
"Let's see what you can do to me, you little demon. Just don't come begging me to fill that empty pussy of yours later!"
With that, he closed his eyes, settling into meditative calm.
Let her strike all the seductive poses she wanted—he wouldn't peek.
Two hours was plenty of time. Soon enough, this temptress would be the one squirming.
Tonight, he'd fuck Stephanie Seymour until she begged for mercy.