Zhang Wei's lips curled into a sly smile. "Yes, we are going to have a small quickie. Unfortunately, the last actor I was with met an untimely demise. But I'm sure you won't disappoint me," he teased, while hiding the amusement in his eyes.
*Gulp...*
Fear gripped Zhou Jiajia, causing her throat to tighten. "D-Died?" Her gaze unconsciously drifted towards his throbbing member, and forbidden thoughts danced through her mind. As he sensually slid down her panties, they slipped from her legs, falling to the floor in a loose heap.
Finally, his lips descended upon her delicate skin, tracing a path of fiery kisses along her back and collarbone. Zhou Jiajia bit her lip, attempting to mute the mix of pleasure and chill coursing through her body.
"Y-You won't kill me after this... R-right?" she stammered, her voice filled with apprehension.
