With Dai An's help, Bing Shi often looked forward to doing unholy things with her husband, and the experience became incredibly satisfying.
She never would have thought that there would be a day when she would rub at her husband's hand and ask him to eat her up, not to fulfill his desires but hers. And it made her feel a little bit shy.
Sending Baby Shiro away, Xuan Mu interlocked their fingers. "Come," he beckoned, his voice low and seductive.
He lifted her into his arms, his breath on her neck. She was burning in his embrace, and a small giggle escaped her lips when he bit her nape. His kisses on her shoulder were rough, almost savage, his touch full of possession.
She was looking for a comfortable position when he lifted her again, this time to his lap. She wrapped her legs around his waist, her skirt riding up her thighs, exposing the creamy expanse of her skin.
