Yue Yang took the initiative to push down her fragile body very carefully, as if he was afraid that the sickly beauty’s body would be injured if he were to use even a little bit of strength.
On the contrary, she felt some kind of strange feeling, as if her weak body was able to endure his body’s weight.
She didn’t feel choked by the pressure of his bodyweight on her; she felt a sense of exhilaration instead.
Maybe this was what women were designed for!
To her embarrassment, she could clearly feel his eagerness, hot and hard, majestically standing up, making her tremble. When he brushed across her thighs and slowly moved closer, the sickly beauty felt a rush of panic. She knew what would happen next, and understood what this would signify. It would be the end of her virginity, and the start of becoming his wife… She knew all these, but she didn’t know what she should do. She was afraid that the clumsiness of her body would end up making his assault a failure.