Straight In Between

Phone make out

Chapter 23

The screen stayed lit between them, quiet except for the sound of their breathing. There was nothing more to say but no one was saying bye.

"Have you spoken to Mr. Shen?" she asked calmly, eyes curiously searching his.

"Can we not talk about him now?" Liang Wei asked, looking away from his laptop. She bit her lips, staring at him. He didn’t turn his head back.

"Wei," she called, drawing his attention back to the screen.

She had shifted away from her phone, the bedside lamp bringing out the full glory of her skin. She stared at him nervously, making Liang Wei hold his breath, wondering what was on her mind. She hesitantly reached for the hem of the silk nightdress, her fingers trembling slightly. Liang Wei watched in silence, his jaw tightening. Slowly, she slipped the fabric off her shoulders and It fell off in one smooth motion, revealing her ever-perfectly rounded breasts. Her n*****s stared straight at him. Liang Wei inhaled sharply, grabbing the sheets. She wasn't trying to be seductive—that was the problem. The way her cheeks flushed, the way she bit her lip nervously, the way her eyes searched his face through the screen for a reaction—it made everything worse. Her innocence mixed with boldness made him feel too hot to sit straight. He tried not to groan.

"Are you watching?" she whispered, her tiny fingers moving to her breasts that were far too big for her hands.

He didn’t answer immediately. His gaze had darkened, his mind filled with what he'd do to her.

"I’m watching," he finally said, voice low and strained.

Encouraged by his voice, she let her fingers trail lightly over her n*****s—hesitant at first, then slower, more deliberate. Not performing, just exploring. Liang Wei’s breathing grew heavier. He shifted in his seat, trying to hold back his urge. He couldn’t look away even for a second.

Su Yue’s eyes fluttered closed for a moment, unaware of how much she was affecting him. She was shy, yet didn’t stop. "Liang Wei..." she moaned softly, hands grabbing her n*****s.

That was it. His restraint snapped. He turned slightly away from the camera, fighting the heat rising through him. His hand tightened against the sheets, knuckles pale.

"Yue..." his voice sounded rough now. "Do you know what you’re doing?"

She smiled faintly, a mixture of innocence and quiet confidence.

"I want to turn you on... Is it working?"

A helpless smile escaped Liang Wei. What made her think she had to do all that to turn him on? His c**k was rock hard the moment she showed up on the screen. The tension stretched—frustration, desire, distance, longing. He leaned back, pulling down his shorts, thoughts of Mr. Shen spanking him blurring his vision. He wanted to be f****d so bad; it made him stroke his c**k hard.

He let out a whimper, closing his eyes briefly. Su Yue’s expression softened. She moved closer to her phone, brushing her hair back from her face.

"Are you okay?" she asked gently.

"Get back, don’t stop," he ordered firmly, staring straight at her as he stroked himself.

Su Yue did just that, swallowing hard. She didn’t know how to touch herself, but it wasn’t needed; she just had to stay there. Looking at Liang Wei touch himself sent heat and shivering through her entire body. Her n*****s went hard instantly as her thighs got soaked. She grabbed her breasts, closing her eyes. It drove Liang Wei crazy; he moaned, stroking harder.

"Liang Wei..." she murmured, a soft moan that sent Mr. Shen grabbing the door to support himself, like something just left his body.

Liang Wei pulled the duvet over himself instantly, sitting up. His panting mixing with fear. He was so caught up in the heat of the moment that he didn’t hear him come in.

"Wei?" Su Yue called out, wondering if Mr. Shen was there.