Javier leaned close, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, his voice low and teasing.
"No matter what you say, I'm still getting my reward from my beautiful first wife~"
He rubbed the tip of his huge, throbbing cock against her slick entrance, teasing her, making Liana bite her lower lip, her breath hitching as she felt the heat of him pressing against her.
"The floor is cold..." she mumbled, her voice soft and breathy.
Javier snapped his fingers, and a soft, plush mattress materialized beneath her. Liana let out a quiet sigh of relief, resting her forehead against the mattress as she braced herself, both hands pressing into the soft surface, her body arched and ready for him.
Her silver hair spilled over her shoulders as she smiled between soft, breathy breaths.
"Young Master... you're truly impossible..."
