They stripped in a frenzy, clothes tossed aside without a care. Their eyes stayed locked, wild with hunger, like two beasts ready to devour each other before they even made it to the bed.
But they didn't.
They were far too impatient for that.
"Madam Ruan, turn around and bend over," Zhao Yiming ordered, voice thick with dominance.
Her lips curled into a deeper, darker smile. "Oh darling… don't call me Madam Ruan," she whispered breathlessly as she obeyed, hands pressed against the wall. "Call me Lihua."
She arched her back, presenting herself shamelessly. Her soaked pussy glistened in the dim lighting, already dripping with need.
Zhao Yiming ran his long fingers between her folds, slow and teasing. He rubbed up and down, then pinched her swollen clit.
Lihua's entire body jolted. "Haaahhh~ Mr. Zhao, just fuck me already! I can't take it anymore," she moaned, grinding herself against his hand, desperate for more. "Put it in—break me!"
