Shouldn't we have dinner outside for the socializing?
Ashton Heath nibbled on her soft and sweet lips, his voice deep, "Mmm, I promised you I'd be home before you woke up, and I'll keep my word. Baby, have I been a good husband? How about a little reward for me?"
The man's voice was already magnetic, and when he deliberately lowered it with a seductive tone, it was extremely sexy and provocative.
His hot, wet lips kept kissing hers.
Joanna was so teased that she softened in his arms, her whole body tingling.
It felt like her ears were pregnant.
She was dizzy from the man's skilled kissing, panting, "Wha, what reward?"
When Joanna was sleeping, she felt too hot and pulled at her sleepwear in her sleep.
She had torn open several buttons on her sleepwear but didn't realize it herself.
Now, as she lay in Ashton's arms, he could see her blindingly white skin, just by lowering his head.
Just like creamy jade, people couldn't take their eyes off it.
