Xaya smiled extensively when she spat down those words.
In the next second, her body got rid of all the cloth that covered her ample assets. She crawled on the bed on her four while naked, then reached for her husband's pants. Not even a second passed before she slid down those.
"..."
Kyoya's eyes slowly dilated under this assault.
He wasn't that exhausted to not say anything but stood silent. Amidst the sounds of his wife's body thrashing on the bed, Kyoya scratched his cheek while waiting for the impending liquids falling onto his manhood.
But for now, he was rather limp.
Of course, he would be. It was because he just thought that his relationship was solely based on the lust and all his restraining came out from the desire toward Xaya's body. If she were not that beautiful, then would the things be different?
'Ah, I am just too stupid.'
"Xaya, go slowly."
"Yes, husband!"
