Her arms, legs, and even toes curl as each stroke within her radiates pleasure like waves. Wen Qing draws her hips to meet him with every thrust, amazed at how it feels.

She isn't going to last. She doesn't even know that's a goal. However, she wishes this ecstasy with Cheng could last forever. At long last, it feels as though she's found where she belongs.

As Cheng quickens the pace, her cries become more desperate. Tears gather at the edge of her eyes as the intensity increases. They spill out when his motion shatters her.