[Warning: Completely filthy snu snu up ahead. Read at your own risk!]

His feet were flat against the bed and his knees were up.

The slight shift in his legs made it so that he went impossibly deeper into her, making Qian Meng whimper genuinely. She guessed that because of the leverage he gained by having his feet flat against the mattress, he was able to move his hips up harder against Qian Meng's. It added pressure for her and must have done something for him too because he let out a long moan.

She moved her hands from her breasts to rest his palm flat against his abdomen. It helped her to steady herself. She made the motions of her hips on him bigger so that she was moving up and down on him just a little bit more and not just rocking back and forth. He slid his hands up from her thighs to her hips and his breathing became increasingly labored.

"Ride you like this?" Qian Meng asked.

"I take that back." He smiled. "Ride me harder."

Qian Meng took the challenge in stride. She sat up all the way on her knees, making him slip out of her. But she didn't leave him for long. She moved her knees further apart and then grabbed him at the base of his shaft and realigned him at her entrance.

She squeezed her inner muscles as tightly as she could and lowered herself back down into him. Before he could even finish moaning, she lifted herself right back up until it was just the tip of his cock left in her. And then she sank right back down.

Qian Meng used every bit of strength she had in her thighs to repeat this move over and over again, fast, all the while keeping her muscles squeezed as tightly as she could.

Her hands against his abdomen helped keep her steady as she lowered herself on him over and over again, faster and faster.

"Ride you like this?" she asked again.

He groaned loudly, his fingers digging into her hips, eyes squeezed shut.

"Fuck…"

"Yeah?" she asked, moving faster. He cursed slower this time, but with more urgency.

"Do I feel good, Mo Qingchen? Tell me how good I feel."

"So good. So fucking good," he said desperately.

"Am I sexy?" she asked again.

"Yes," he hissed. Qian Meng smiled.

"Say it. Tell me I'm sexy, Mo Qingchen."

"You're sexy. You're so fucking sexy…" he trailed off.

It was time to bring it home.

"Open your eyes, Mo Qingchen," she demanded. "Watch me ride your cock."

He opened his eyes and they landed on her face, unfocused.

Smiling, Qian Meng took on hand off his stomach and moved it behind herself. She had to arch her back to reach for what she was looking for and it made her shoulder cramp up. But she knew it was going to be worth it.

It was a little difficult to do while continuing to ride Mo Qingchen, but she managed to get a hold of his balls, gently cupping his sac in her hand. She rolled them slowly in her palm, biting her lip seductively as she looked down at him.

Mo Qingchen's eyes widened a little in surprise before they went glassy and he let out a deep grunt.

"I'm going to cum," he said breathlessly, almost so soft that she couldn't hear him.

She hummed. "Cum for me. Let me have it."

Mo Qingchen shook his head and his eyes tightened like he wanted to close them. But he didn't. His balls tightened in her hand and his chest began heaving with his shallow breathing. The look in his eyes made him appear far more vulnerable than she had ever seen him before. When she had sucked him off all those days ago, she hadn't seen the vulnerable. She had seen more of him letting go and being rough and savage man that he was. It made her feel a little better about what she had been feeling outside.

"I don't want to finish so fast," he spoke, his voice strained.

"Do it," she spurred him on, trying to remain sultry. "I don't want to wait any longer to feel your hot cum fill me up again."

His jaw went slack, his mouth falling open slightly, and he took a sharp breath. His abs tightened under her hand. A moment later, she felt the first hot spurt of his release inside of her.

Qian Meng stilled herself on him as he climaxed. He let his eyes flutter closed and swallowed repeatedly, breathing heavily through her pleasure. She remained still and quiet until he was finished, trying to suppress her smug smile.

She didn't even think about the fact that she didn't have an orgasm until after it was over. She didn't care though. That wasn't her intention or her goal. The only purpose she had in jumping and riding him was to prove to him that she was sexy and she was good at sex.

Mo Qingchen obviously got the wrong impression of her, and she was definitely not going to let the night end with him thinking that of her.

"Still want to call me unsexy?" she asked with a smirk once she knew he was done.

"I did not say that. But if that is the reaction I get, I'll tell you that every single day," he said breathlessly.

"I am sexy. We needed to clear that up!"

"Consider it cleared," he said, opening his still hazy eyes to look up at her. "But you didn't come," he added with a frown.

"No, I didn't. I guess you were a little unsexy for me," she said with a nonchalant shrug as she climbed off him.

"I wonder why you didn't cum," he said as he sat up. "That was incredible."

"I guess incredible isn't good enough for me. I guess I only orgasm for nothing less than mind-blowing," she scoffed as she stood up off the bed. He pulled her back and made her fall beside him.