Chapter 2 The Touch Feels Super Great

Lin Xiaoyu suddenly acted as if nothing had happened, lowering her head to pull out the finger that had been buried in the crevice of her mound, then wiped her body with the towel.

Song Tian also quickly shrank back, his heart pounding as if about to leap out of his throat, secretly thinking that Lin Xiaoyu couldn't have seen him, otherwise, how could she be so calm?

As Song Tian was at his wit's end, someone gently knocked on the door twice.

"Doctor Song, are you asleep?"

The sound of Lin Xiaoyu's voice made Song Tian's heart tremble, and he hurried to open the door.

Outside, the freshly bathed Lin Xiaoyu, with a faint scent lingering on her body from the bath.

Her hair still damp, the delicate little face like a freshly bloomed peony - pink with a hint of white, both beautiful and pure, dignified yet elegant.

However, in Song Tian's mind, everything echoed with the image of her, just earlier, stepping on a chair, reaching her hand between her snowy thighs, a middle finger sliding in and out of the slit, murmuring his name.

Song Tian's burning gaze caused Lin Xiaoyu's face to flush slightly. In a low voice, she said, "Doctor Song, I remember you have some mosquito coils here..."

Song Tian hadn't quite caught what she was saying, his eyes riveted on the snowy white skin at her neckline, the bulge of her swelling chest, visible beneath her sleep dress, and below that, the pair of long, snowy white legs, and her delicate, pristine feet inside the slippers.

"Xiaoyu, you, you're so beautiful!"

Her face blushing, Lin Xiaoyu said softly, "I'm, I'm just a little widow, there's no way I can be that good-looking!"

"Xiaoyu, I, I want to kiss you!"

As Song Tian spoke, he couldn't control his hand, and it shot straight to her chest.

"Ah! Doctor Song, you, uh, don't!"

Lin Xiaoyu let out a soft cry, trying to push Song Tian away, but the ticklish sensation from her chest left her feeling weak and limp, and she stumbled back against the door frame.

This feeble resistance only stoked the fire in Song Tian, who, gasping for breath, pressed forward and planted his lips on her smooth and rosy ones.

"Mmm, no, uh!"

Lin Xiaoyu moaned softly, her hands uncertainly raised at her sides.

In her mind, she had imagined countless times Song Tian pinning her down and taking her ruthlessly.

But now, with Song Tian's sudden kiss, her mind was thrown into disarray.

Suddenly feeling a chill, Lin Xiaoyu's eyes widened in shock.

Song Tian had lifted her loose sleeping gown right up over her chest.

Lin Xiaoyu clenched her legs together tightly, her inner thighs slick because she had just fingered herself and wasn't wearing any underwear.

Song Tian exhaled in relief, gazing at the snowy white body before him and couldn't help but admire, "So beautiful," and figured since things had gone this far, even if she got angry, he'd take a kiss first and worry later.

Bending down, he took one breast into his mouth, instinctively suckling like a nursing babe, while also grabbing the other.

My goodness, they were so large he couldn't fit them both in his hands.

The tingling and faint pain from the suckling on her breasts made Lin Xiaoyu clench her teeth tight, her legs shivering, and she subconsciously hugged Song Tian's head close to her.

Her large breasts covered Song Tian's mouth and nose almost suffocating him.

Delighted in his heart, Song Tian realized that Xiaoyu wasn't angry and hadn't pushed him away - she was giving her consent.

Song Tian gasped for air, his lips trailing down to her belly, his hands still gripping her ample breasts tightly before kissing down to her lower abdomen.

He knew he had to explore that neat, refreshing, and silky crease between her legs with his kisses and licks.

Song Tian reached out, gently parting Lin Xiaoyu's beautiful legs.

Lin Xiaoyu panted heavily as she slowly spread her legs apart.

The smooth, hairless area below her belly, like polished jade, revealed the beautiful crease as it gradually came into Song Tian's view.

Just as Song Tian was about to kiss down onto her, there was a loud clang, and the door flew open.

Startled, Lin Xiaoyu jerked, pushing Song Tian away. Her loose nightgown fell down, shielding all her splendor.

"Doctor Song!"

A crisp voice rang out from the doorway, and then a youthful, pretty figure hopped into the room.

"Xiaoyu, you..."

With a look of calm, Lin Xiaoyu raised the mosquito coil in her hand: "Na, I came here to get a mosquito coil from Song.

It's so late, do you need something?"

Li Na said, "My mom sprained her foot while pouring out the laundry water, and we wanted Doctor Song to have a look."

Lin Xiaoyu exclaimed, "That could turn into a big problem from a small injury, Doctor Song, you better go quickly!"

Song Tian replied, grabbed his medical kit, and hurried out the door with Li Na.

In the moonlight, the young girl's neckline was slightly loosened, and with Song Tian's tall stature, he could glimpse the snow-white, smooth hillocks barely contained within her neckline, including those two faintly blushing spots, without even trying to peer in.

Li Na turned her head and met Song Tian's gaze.

Song Tian, embarrassed, was about to explain.

Li Na cut him off, "Doctor Song, were you just kissing Xiaoyu?"

Her crisp voice startled Song Tian, who quickly shook his head: "Don't be silly, girl, that's nonsense!"

Li Na pouted, "What 'girl' nonsense.

In a couple of months, I'll be off to college. There's nothing I don't understand!"

Song Tian eyed Li Na; though she was petite, her body was well-proportioned, making her legs appear long.

Beneath the jeans, her pert adolescent butt made the fabric bulge tantalizingly – such a perky ass must feel incredible to grab from behind while doing the deed.

Song Tian couldn't help saying, "Na, your proportions are really nice, very attractive!"

The baby fat still on Li Na's face turned a shade of pink.

Li Na looked at Song Tian with a bold gaze and said, "Doctor Song, do you want to kiss me like you did Xiaoyu?"

In Song Tian's mind, an image flashed of Lin Xiaoyu with her skirt lifted by him, her bun crease about to be kissed.

When he looked at Li Na again, the image instantly swapped Lin Xiaoyu for this dewy young girl.

Lifting the legs of such a youthful girl, tasting that beautiful crease, must be exceptionally delicious.