He carried her out of the bathroom. The spacious bedroom, where he was now standing, was his kingdom.
It was a night of wild lovemaking. He could not recall when he had last touched her; all he could remember was that he had been missing her and suppressing his urge all this while.
Drifting in and out of her consciousness, she could not remember how many times he had laid her.
His tyranny was, once again, evident in their lovemaking.
As he kissed her brows, lips, and then her clavicle, he said, "Over here, this is mine."
Following this, the kisses traveled to her scapula, fingertips, waist, and abdomen. "These are mine."
He consumed her explosively as he declared, "And here, it can only belong to me."
It was as if he wanted to brand his name and presence on her physically.
"Yun Shishi, your every inch belongs to me!"
She broke down out of the blue. "What about you, then? Do you belong to me?"
