Hearing the sound of the door opening outside, Chen Yang's heart jolted. He panicked and immediately stopped thrusting into Li Yan's convulsing body.
Although he wasn't afraid of Li Yan's husband in a fight, being caught in the act with another man's wife wasn't a situation he wanted to handle.
"Ah… don't stop… Keep going… Hurry…"
Li Yan, her face flushed and brimming with lust, didn't care at all. The sensation she had just felt was unprecedentedly intense, utterly wonderful. Chen Yang's sudden stop had shattered her bliss, leaving her suspended in an agony of unfulfillment. She craved more, her body convulsing as she writhed her hips, trying to reignite that sublime feeling.
Li Yan's writhing, combined with the sound of the opening door, sent a jolt of illicit excitement through Chen Yang. He drew a sharp breath. "Sister Li, your husband's back. Stop messing around."
