"In front of you, I'm just a rogue. Let your husband have a taste to see if your little mouth is sweet."
The more Yun Chan was shy, the more Yang Cheng enjoyed teasing her. He lowered his head and kissed her soft lips again.
At first she struggled, but gradually she succumbed to desire, wrapping her arms around his neck and responding to his kiss.
Yang Cheng was thrilled, grabbing her soft little hand and guiding it downwards. She resisted briefly before yielding.
Feeling the hard, heated object in her palm, Yun Chan blushed all the more, her body engulfed by desire, a sweet liquid streaming from her depths.
An hour and a half ago, Yang Cheng had just helped her dress. Now, he was personally taking them off again, her shoulder strap slipping to reveal a swath of skin as white as jade.
The hem of her skirt was lifted to her waist, her slender legs entwining with his, the visual impact making his Adam's apple bob; he couldn't help but tear off her panties.
