There was nothing slow about his pace when he moved to her. He was fast yet careful not to be too savagery.
Ming Tao's hands reached for his pants and he undid his belt in rough fashion, panting heavily at the sight before him. Just a little further and he would be right before her.
He was insanely in heat. He just wanted to take Mira over and over and over again till there was nothing left to take. Till they were both worn out and bathing in their own sweat skin against skin but there was a mental precaution in his head that begged him to take it slow. To go easy. To not repeat what they did that left her in the labour room.
Ming Tao's pants was gone. He was left bare and kneeling before her naked form on the carpet. His wood was rock hard. All he wanted was to be inside of her.
"Is there a way for you to not be pregnant?" Ming Tao's pants asked.
Mira raised her head up slightly to face him, still maintaining her laid down position. "What?"
