The air crackled with unspoken need, a stark contrast to the composed figures they'd presented earlier. Their steps quickened as they reached Song Jingyan's quarters, the urgency palpable. Once inside, she swiftly shut the door, the click of the latch a punctuation mark in the escalating tension.
Without preamble, Wang Li pulled her into a crushing embrace. The kiss he stole was rough, demanding, a stark contrast to the playful banter of moments ago. His lips moved with an urgency that left Song Jingyan breathless, her body readily responding to his dominance.
Gone was the image of the ambitious Matriarch. Here, in the privacy of her chamber, Song Jingyan reveled in the role of submissive partner, the thrill of forbidden pleasure coursing through her veins. Wang Li, ever the opportunist, wasted no time. With practiced ease, he disrobed her, his gaze devouring every inch of her exposed skin.
