Chapter 162 162: Lily’s In The Bathroom
Ryan didn't let her escape. He tightened his embrace, kissing her flushed cheeks between words.
The question made Lily hesitate. After a pause, she whispered, "Does it count if it's with my sister or my best friend?"
It was normal for girls to kiss platonically—it didn't imply anything about orientation. Kissing between sisters was a bit odd, but still understandable.
Ryan pressed further. "Brother-in-law means a real, deep kiss."
This time, Lily was too shy to answer. After a long silence, she shook her head slightly. She was indeed an untouched innocent.
"Let brother-in-law teach you, okay...?"
Ryan's excitement grew. He was ready to take advantage.
"No... if my sister finds out, I'm dead!"
Lily shook her head, flustered.
"Then we won't tell her. It'll be our little secret."
Ryan traced her cheek playfully, murmuring, "Baby, your brother-in-law stood up for you today. Don't I deserve a reward?"
Tilting her chin up, Lily shut her eyes tightly, as if bracing herself.
Her small hands clenched into fists on her thighs, her entire body trembling with nervous tension.
There was no faking this reaction.
This was exactly the thrill Ryan wanted. He held her gently, not pushing too far, and brushed his lips lightly against hers—soft as a feather.
The moment their lips met, she froze, stiff as a board, as if enduring torture.
"So sweet... baby Lily's first kiss."
Ryan kissed her tenderly. Whether it was his imagination or not, her lips carried a faint, intoxicating sweetness.
Her lips were tightly sealed in nervousness, but Ryan didn't rush. He teased her with slow, gentle licks, coaxing her to part them.
But Lily was too tense. Even as her lips yielded slightly, her teeth remained clenched.
Ryan traced her teeth with his tongue, then suddenly slipped his right hand under her collar.
"No—!"
Lily gasped, her lips parting instinctively. Seizing the chance, Ryan slipped his tongue inside, teasing her timid, motionless one.
Her little tongue was soft and clumsy, too shy to respond, letting him explore freely. Her breathing grew ragged, her face burning hotter.
Her hands clutched Ryan's arms weakly, her resistance futile against his invasion.
Ryan's palm had reached her chest, covering the thin bra.
But Ryan wouldn't be satisfied with just that.
Even as her small hands weakly tried to stop him, he slid his fingers under the fabric and grasped her perfectly rounded 32C breast.
The nipple was small in his palm—it must be adorable.
He rubbed it instinctively, and Lily immediately let out a muffled moan, her body going limp. Just as Ryan had suspected, she was far more sensitive than her sister.
Her soft, elastic, yet firm breasts were being toyed with obscenely for the first time, and Lily's body gradually melted under his touch.
Between rapid breaths, her little tongue began responding instinctively—trembling, excited, inexperienced, and clumsy.
Feeling her nearly suffocate, Ryan reluctantly pulled away. Lily gasped for air, her face flushed, not even mentioning the fact that her breast had just been groped.
"Baby, suck my tongue..."
"Yes, just like that... perfect. You should enjoy your first kiss."
"Don't be scared. Brother-in-law just wants to kiss you... touch you..."
With Ryan's coaxing, Lily began to relax. Under his guidance, her tender tongue responded lightly, their lips and tongues tangling in a rhythm that gradually deepened.
The sensation of her first kiss hit her harder than she'd imagined—so overwhelming, so intoxicating, that the young girl sank into its sweetness.
Her delicate hand clutched Ryan's arm, weak and unresisting now that he'd soothed her.
The beauty of the kiss robbed her of coherent thought. Her body was pliant, her mind feverish, her thoughts a jumbled mess.
Ryan's left hand remained inside her collar, unwilling to release her left breast. Her nipple had stiffened—proof of her arousal.
He immediately switched to her right breast, finding the other small peak just as pert. Without hesitation, he pinched and teased the sensitive bud between his fingers.
Lily whimpered into the kiss, lost in the pleasure.
Ryan finally broke the kiss, gazing at the dazed girl in his arms. He was undeniably turned on, but he had the patience to savor this slow seduction.
"Brother-in-law... stop touching me... it tickles..."
It took her a long moment before she could murmur shyly, still too embarrassed to open her eyes.
"Lily's breasts are perfect—just as nice as your sister's."
Ryan smirked lewdly before claiming her lips again. The girl had taken to kissing instantly after her first taste—her little tongue, though numb, still responded eagerly.
He hugged her petite frame tightly, kissing her without restraint, one hand kneading her violated breast while the other slid down to caress the soft curve of her ass through her skirt.
This was her first intimacy with a man, and the inexperienced girl was nearly paralyzed by the sensations. She didn't resist—she was starting to like it.
Knock, knock…
A sudden rap at the door startled them both. Lily leapt off Ryan's lap in panic.
She frantically adjusted her bra and clothes, staring at the dorm door in horror—as if she'd been caught in the act.
She looked on the verge of tears, utterly flustered. Ryan felt a mix of pity and amusement—this was exactly the kind of thrilling tension he enjoyed.
"Nana, why are you knocking?"
Nana's calm voice replied, "I forgot my keys. Did you bring yours?"
"I did, dummy. If someone were inside, the door would be open. Lily probably isn't back yet."
"Nana, why'd you buy so much stuff? Did you strike gold or something?"
The sound of keys jingling came next. Ryan quickly pulled Lily into the bathroom.
"Wash your face first. You're all red."
The door swung open just as they disappeared inside.
Nana stood there, arms laden with shopping bags. Behind her were two bespectacled girls with a studious air.
The sight of a strange man in their dorm left them frozen, mouths agape—ready to scream.
Nana quickly cut in, "Don't freak out! This is Lily's boyfriend. He must've brought her back."
"Lily's in the bathroom!"
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