The bite wasn't hard, just enough to bring a mix of pain and ticklishness. This man was so wicked—biting wasn't enough, he had to tease too, his fingers exploring every inch of her skin. Her whole body trembled!
"Call me husband. Be good."
He spoke in a voice that was almost hypnotic. Qin Miaomiao's voice began to quiver.
It was unbearable. Where did he even learn those teasing techniques? They were getting better every time.
"You… you can't do this. You can't just torment me like this because you can't… you know!"
Lu Qing smirked. "Oh? You think I'm… tormenting you?"
His hand moved quicker. Qin Miaomiao's mind went blank as that overwhelming sensation of pleasure grew stronger and stronger.
"I… I…"
Her voice trembled so much that she could barely form words!
He was doing this on purpose! Qin Miaomiao clenched her fists, her face growing redder and redder, teetering right on the brink of ultimate ecstasy—just a little more, just a little.
And then he suddenly stopped.
