Encroachment chapter 22 and chapter 23

Chapter 22: Er*tic Massage

Shen Shuman gritted her teeth. She knew she could avoid it for a while, but she couldn’t avoid it for a lifetime. 

Let’s just do it! 

“Can we turn off the lights?” she asked sheepishly.

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She heard the sound of a drawer being pulled open and turned her head to see him taking out a small box and a small bottle from the bedside cabinet.

“What are these?” she asked.

“Condoms and lubricant,” he said in a calm tone, but she blushed and let out a shy chuckle.

The air conditioning made a faint buzzing sound, and she felt a tingling sensation on her scalp.

He knelt between her legs, straightened his upper body, and took off his shirt. The cold moonlight unabashedly outlined his body, leaving a shallow silver glow on his fair skin.

She had the illusion that he was a god draped in a halo, with handsome features and a well-built physique.

But this sense of beauty lasted only for two seconds before it was shattered by his action of about to take off his pants.

She hurriedly turned her head away, too embarrassed to look.

She tugged at the blanket and negotiated with him, “Can we do it under the covers?”

“Hmm?”

“I’m afraid of the cold…” she blurted out.

In the dimness, she heard his light laughter.

He must think she’s silly, right?

A 28-year-old woman, making such a fuss about making love, behaving like an inexperienced innocent girl…

No, no, no, to be precise, she felt that describing herself as “hypocritical” would be more appropriate.

“Okay,” he agreed with her. Once again, he leaned down, and his tall and robust body enveloped her.

He was completely naked, and his scorching skin pressed against hers, making her tremble like a startled bird.

“Leave everything to me. You just need to enjoy my service,” he whispered, his voice slightly hoarse, exuding irresistible sexiness.

He covered them both with the blanket. Seeing that she was really nervous, he suggested, “How about you turn over?”

Turn over? She blinked her eyes, thinking his suggestion wasn’t bad. If she couldn’t see his face, maybe she wouldn’t be as scared. She turned over, facing away from him.

He lifted her abdomen with his arm, raising her hips.

With her limbs on the ground, her left hand unexpectedly touched a warm, large hand. His slender fingers interlocked with hers, giving her courage.

A hand touched her nape, instantly putting her on guard.

“I’ll give you a massage to help you relax,” he said, pushing her hair to the right shoulder and then lowered his head, kissing her neck.

“This spot is Tianzhu acupoint. It can treat stiff and sore shoulder muscles…” he slowly explained, leaving a moist sensation with the tip of his tongue on her nape.

She didn’t feel any muscle soreness but rather an itching sensation that made her shoulders shrug uncomfortably.

His kisses wandered continuously, from the corner of her mouth to her ear, gently taking in her burning earlobe, softly nibbling on it.

“Why are you trembling all the time? You don’t have to be afraid when I’m here,” he whispered, each word lightly tapping on her eardrums, diverting her attention.

His right hand wasn’t idle either; it explored her body.

Suddenly, he pressed a certain point between her scapula and spinal bone, an indescribable tingling sensation spread, and she immediately moaned, soft and coquettish, embarrassed to the point where she wished she could find a hole to hide in.

He chuckled slyly, “This is called Geyu acupoint, it can disperse heat and regulate blood flow…”

He massaged her for a while, and she involuntarily made little sounds of pleasure. He only stopped when he felt it was enough and changed his position.

“Here,” he gently rubbed a point on her lower back with his thumb, “this is Mingmen acupoint, it treats weakness in the lower back, abnormal vaginal discharge, menstrual irregularities, recurrent miscarriages…”

“Mmm~” she murmured softly, feeling puzzled.

He hadn’t done anything inappropriate, just massaging acupoints for her.

But for some reason, her body gradually warmed up with his every movement, dispersing the indescribable tingling sensation.

Especially her private area, it swelled with an impatient wave, gradually overflowing.

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 Chapter 23: Baihu Acupoint

“It’s… How strange,” she muttered to herself.

Wei Shi listened and his large palm slipped into her loose clothing, traversing her delicate waist, and gripping one side of her towering peak.

“Ah!~” she exclaimed in surprise, it was her first time being touched in that area by the opposite sex, and her body trembled like chaff.

“What’s strange?” he said, as his hand, which could effortlessly play exquisite piano melodies, indulgently kneaded and squeezed the plump and tender flesh.

She had at least an E cup, and when she leaned forward, her br*asts gathered and filled his palm.

“Don’t touch…” she murmured.

With each flick of her engorged and hardened n*pples, she couldn’t help but tighten her small entrance, then gradually relax again. This back and forth caused a faint twitching sensation in her lower body.

“Your br*asts feel great to touch, soft and elastic…” he praised, while his index finger teased and scraped against the delicate n*pple, causing her body to tremble.

“Do you usually touch your br*asts like this?” he asked.

“How… could… possibly…” Normally, when she took a shower, she only applied some shower gel.

Shen Shuman frowned uncomfortably. Her body temperature was rising, and yet she was wrapped in the cold blanket and pressed against his body, unable to dissipate the heat.

Fine beads of sweat formed on her forehead as she questioned him with suspicion, “Are you really massaging acupoints for me?”

“Of course,” he pressed a finger in the gap between her br*asts, “This is Tanzhong acupoint… This is Rugen acupoint…”

His fingers lightly kneaded that acupoint, his palm pushed upward, and he twisted the erect bud, “This is Ruzhong acupoint… Massaging these acupoints can enhance breast size and promote lactation… But, you don’t need to enhance your mounds anymore, they’re just perfect like this.”

“Mmm~” she lowered her head for a glance, the lighting was dim, and she couldn’t see anything clearly.

But the less she could see, the more she could vividly feel his presence.

Her body was sensitive, and coupled with her androphobia and past experiences of being taken advantage of, she had never liked excessive physical contact with others. Even with Jiang Xia and Cheng Tong, she rarely rubbed shoulders with them.

Yet, now she felt like a decorative walnut, being held and played with in his palm.

“You don’t have to massage anymore, it’s uncomfortable for me,” she said, her lower abdomen tingling uncomfortably, and the wetness in her private area impossible to ignore.

“Okay,” he indulgently responded, removing his large palm from her swollen snow-white br*asts.

She barely had time to catch her breath before she sensed that wicked finger covering her private area!

That place, she only gave it a brief wash during showers.

Apart from when Mrs. Li helped her bathe when she was a child, no one else had ever touched her there. She never expected to be touched by him now!

How embarrassing…

She inexplicably missed that slightly tipsy night when he was asleep, finding him much cuter than when he was awake.

His hand touched the tender, smooth, and moist softness of her intimate area, and Wei Shi raised an eyebrow, “Baihu?”

“What?” She didn’t hear clearly, and her right hand reached behind anxiously, saying, “Don’t touch there.”

“Why can’t I touch?” He found her struggling appearance oddly amusing, and he couldn’t help but tease her more playfully.

He repeatedly caressed her plump mound and delicate l*bia, arousing waves of embarrassing and tingling pleasure.

A stifled moan escaped her throat, and her intimate area experienced a strong sense of emptiness and loneliness, desperately in need of some relief.

Unable to resist, she instinctively twisted her hips, and suddenly she heard him say, “You’re so wet, there’s no need for the lubricant bottle.”

“Does it feel good like this?” His fingers caressed her mound, gripping the petals and teasing the sensitive bud below.

“Mmm~” It was an unprecedented, delightful sensation that made the tight string in her mind suddenly snap.

He smirked, and his middle finger boldly slipped into the folds, disturbing the soft, tender petals, and stimulating the sensitive membranes with back and forth motions.

“Ah!~” She breathed heavily, her chest rising and falling, her mind consumed by desire.

“It seems like you’re enjoying it,” he licked her earlobe, wetting her ear with the tip of his tongue.

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