Chapter 38: Yearning for his comfort, yet even comfort wasn't enough...

The air was silent for a few seconds before Zhou Ke's gaze fell on her face, her features reflected in his deep eyes.

She clearly didn't know the consequences of saying that, nor did she realize how dangerous it was for a man when she looked at him with those wet, pleading eyes.

Lin Yu stared at him blankly, watching his pupils slowly darken, even taking on a rare hint of desire.

Zhou Ke felt that he was probably a little drunk. He hadn't been drinking, but her breath made him dizzy.

He understood a long time ago that a brother with a sister-obsessed personality can only give in to his sister's every request.

With his palm cupping the back of her neck, Zhou Ke leaned closer to her, lowered his head, and kissed her lips. Unlike the gentle licking earlier, he went straight in, forcefully prying open her lips and teeth, probing into her mouth, sucking on her lips with force yet restraint.

His hand gently kneaded and squeezed the delicate skin behind her neck, while his tongue swept heavily across the inside of her mouth, sometimes lightly and sometimes heavily sucking. The fruit wine in the afternoon had different flavors, and the last can was peach flavored. The sweetness of the fruit clung to the inside of her mouth, leaving a rich aftertaste. The aroma of peach filled her mouth and gradually transitioned to Zhou Ke's lips.

This was the first time Lin Yu had tried such a deep kiss, and soon she was already a little breathless from his kiss.

She groggily raised her hand, her fingertips gripping the fabric of his clothes. Her face slowly turned tomato red, and she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.

Noticing Lin Yu's reaction, Zhou Ke stopped what he was doing, pulled away from her lips, and gave her time to breathe.

As soon as he was released, Lin Yu's whole body went limp. She gripped her brother's forearm tightly with one hand, her fingertips touching the prominent veins. She breathed heavily, her chest heaving, as if she had just gone through an extreme sport.

Zhou Ke cupped her cheek in one hand, desire swirling in his eyes, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Want to continue?"

Lin Yu looked up and met his deep, dark eyes. Her heart felt like it was being electrocuted, a fine current spreading from her chest to her scalp, making her breathing erratic. She was immersed in this intense kiss and was reluctant to let it end.

Perhaps it was the alcohol, or perhaps it was the melancholy of impending separation that overwhelmed her emotions; at this moment, all she felt was longing and dependence on him. So, she reached out and wrapped her arms around Zhou Ke's neck, and in close eye contact, solemnly nodded: "Yes."

He didn't speak first, but a very soft laugh landed on Lin Yu's ear.

The next second, a pair of strong hands gripped her waist, and she felt her body being lifted into the air. When she came to her senses, she was already sitting on Zhou Ke's lap.

The kiss returned, Zhou Ke's hot lips and tongue invaded her mouth again, drawing breath from her teeth. Two hands tightly encircled her waist, the veins on the back of his hands standing out. Their bodies were pressed together tightly, leaving no gaps. Today she was only wearing an apricot-colored fitted short skirt that outlined the curves of her body. Her straddling position caused the fabric of her skirt to bunch up at her thighs, revealing her fair, soft flesh. In the thin summer fabric, she could even clearly feel the firm muscles of his thighs and the hardness of his hip bones, as well as his increasingly hot body temperature.

Their breaths mingled and mingled, the temperature in the air rose higher and higher. Zhou Ke held her with one hand and supported the back of her head with the other, kissing her more deeply and forcefully, stirring up subtle and heavy water sounds in the quiet space.

A breeze blew by, causing the shadows of distant trees to sway and the fallen leaves to flutter down.

The dim lighting inside the car added to the ambiguous atmosphere.

Lin Yu's heart pounded wildly, an overwhelming excitement exploded in her brain, and her blood was boiling. She hugged his neck tightly, pressed her nose against his cheek, and tried her best to match his rhythm.

After a while of this intense and forceful kissing, she gradually began to feel breathless, her mind went blank, and everything became chaotic.

Knowing that she wasn't quite good at breathing, Zhou Ke supported her neck and slowly pulled her tongue out so she could breathe some fresh air.

They kissed for an unknown amount of time. When it ended, both of them were breathing heavily. Zhou Ke leaned back in his seat, his chest heaving, and suppressed, rough breathing rippled around his ears. As he calmed his breathing, his dark eyes scanned Lin Yu's face inch by inch.

Lin Yu sat on his lap, her bright eyes filled with a misty haze, her lips red and full, as if coated with a layer of transparent lip gloss, dazzling and captivating.

"elder brother..."

Lin Yu looked up, her voice soft as water, yet with a slight tremor.

Zhou Ke looked down at her. Her eyes were full of charming tears. When she looked at him, her brows furrowed slightly, revealing a pitiful and distressed expression, just like a clingy kitten that needed to be comforted.

"What's wrong?"

His palm slowly moved upwards along her waistline until it landed on her slender shoulder blades. His fingertips caressed her casually, and his voice became hoarse.

Lin Yu trembled all over. She bit her lip. The strange feeling and emptiness in her body made her desperately want to seek some comfort. She didn't want to be able to be entangled with him only in her dreams.

She looked up at her flushed face and pleaded softly with her brother, "Brother, I... feel so bad."

"Where does it hurt?" His voice was deep and seductive, and his burning palm pressed against her skin, making her feel a tingling sensation all over her body.

Lin Yu's cheeks turned completely red. Her voice trembled as she buried her head in the crook of his neck and mumbled, "I don't know, it seems like something is leaking out."

She looked very helpless, and her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke.

Zhou Ke looked at his sister lying on top of him. Her stray hairs brushed against his cheek, her warm breath sprayed on his collarbone, and her voice was soft and weak. All of this sent a chill down her spine.

He paused, his brow twitched almost imperceptibly, his eyes flashed with a dim light, his temples throbbed violently, and his eye sockets were faintly tinged with crimson blood.

"Brother..." Lin Yu lay on his chest, looking up at him, her long eyelashes still glistening with moisture. "Brother, please help me."

Zhou Ke gazed at her intently, his fingertips tracing the corners of her slender eyes, where moist tears slid down. He pursed his lips, his handsome face half-hidden in the dim light. He knew, of course, what she meant: she was seeking his affection and help; she needed him.

He swallowed hard, his voice unusually low: "Are you sure?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yu blinked. She leaned on Zhou Ke's shoulder, her face flushed, and looked into his eyes. She nodded boldly, "Yes, I want a brother."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Ke was stunned for a second. Even though he was six years older than Lin Yu and had experienced far more hardships than her, he was still shocked by his sister's straightforward and blunt words. His body also began to change slightly.

To be honest, in the long years of their lives intersecting, he enjoyed her dependence and affection, and he was happy to answer her questions. His sister held an indelible place in his heart, a weight so great that he himself might have to take a backseat.

The night was deep, and the streetlights on both sides shone with a faint light.

Zhou Ke reached out and gently stroked her soft hair with his long, slender fingers, gazing at her intently with affectionate eyes.

Finally, he spoke, "Okay."

In an instant, Lin Yu felt her heart pounding like a drum, her blood boiling again, and her ears and neck flushed a light red.

She stared intently at Zhou Ke, her clear eyes gleaming with a captivating light.

That "good" sounded like a 3D image circulating in her head. She was so excited that she forgot to react and felt as if she had become a light, floating cloud.

She stared at him, feeling dizzy, until she felt his rough fingertips touch the inside of her thigh, his fingertips hooking and tugging at the thin fabric.

As soon as his hand touched it, it became wet. Zhou Ke's eyes darkened as he gradually felt the slippery and tightness of the secluded path.

His warm breath brushed against her face, and Lin Yu trembled, her slender neck arching back in a delicate curve.

Lin Yu half-closed her eyes and called out "brother" in a muffled voice. The sound made Zhou Ke's blood vessels throb and his muscles tense. He reached out and cupped the back of her head, and began to kiss her lips gently. Soon after, the sound of pattering rain could be heard.

Lin Yu leaned against him, her eyes growing increasingly misty. She sobbed softly, her mind blank with excitement, the only sounds in her ears being the rushing stream and the panting of her lips and tongue.

Zhou Ke pinched her slender waist, letting his fingertips sink into her violently throbbing embrace, carefully teasing her, feeling the slight trembling of her shoulders nestled in his arms.

“Brother…” she called out to him.

"Yes, I'm here." Zhou Ke kissed her eyebrows and eyes, slowly rubbing them as he responded.

Lin Yu's hazy gaze fell on his face, a thin blush rising on her fair cheeks. Her eyes welled up with tears of primal pleasure, and she uncontrollably tightened her grip on him, feeling the itch emanating from her body gradually subside.

It's not a fleeting dream, but a stark reality.

She felt his body temperature was higher than usual, smelled his familiar scent, and felt his wet lips and tongue licking the soft flesh of her earlobe. The rhythm of their movements began to quicken. She bit her lip, twisted her body, and kept rubbing against him, occasionally letting out some off-key moans.

Her skirt was wrinkled beyond recognition, her dark trousers were gradually getting wet, the air was stuffy and suffocating, and it was filled with her unique fragrance.

Zhou Ke lowered his head and bit her soft earlobe, his teeth gently grinding against it, his hot breath hitting her earlobe.

Lin Yu's heart skipped a beat. She felt a tiny electric current suddenly rise from her tailbone. It was so fast that she didn't even have time to react before her body shuddered and her head seemed to rise into the air like fireworks, bursting out with scattered streams of light.

Water, like a stream, gurgled out from between the rocks.

Lin Yu went completely limp, collapsing onto Zhou Ke like a pool of water, her eyes closed, her moist lips panting heavily.

Zhou Ke held her like that, both of them calming down, the quiet night filled only with the intertwined and chaotic pounding of their hearts.

Zhou Ke lowered his eyes, kissed the top of her head, then took a tissue and carefully wiped her hair. Finally, he thoughtfully straightened her skirt, even though the wrinkles couldn't be fixed immediately.

He tilted his head slightly, pressed his lips to her cheek, and asked softly, "Are you alright?"

Having lost too much moisture, Lin Yu swallowed hard, her throat dry, and nodded slightly.

How could it be bad? Her experience in this area was so limited that this one time alone made her so comfortable that she couldn't speak.

She didn't consider herself a greedy girl, but she forgot that human nature is inherently greedy and averse to having too little. Just like now, a kiss wasn't enough; she wanted his comfort. But comfort wasn't enough either; she fantasized about his penetration.

Summer clothes are already thin, let alone after being soaked in water. The wet parts clung tightly to her body, and she could even clearly feel his outline and his undeniable desire embedded under her skirt.

Lin Yu tilted her head back, took his shoulder, and slowly sat up. Her clear eyes were filled with tears, and her light brown pupils reflected Zhou Ke's tense and restrained face.

Zhou Ke stared at her, watching as she opened and closed her kissed, red lips, calling out his name with unsteady breath.

He gave a soft "hmm" and tucked her messy hair behind her ear, but the next second, his heart, which had just calmed down, was completely thrown into chaos again.

That trembling voice was like a pebble falling into a lake, easily creating large ripples.

His dearest sister blinked her big, watery eyes and asked him, "Brother, can we... continue?"