1571 Horny And Passionate
Inside the guest room, a couple indulged in an intimate rendezvous within the opulent confines of the bathroom, their shared passion echoing in delicate moans and contrasting groans. The tall, handsome man stood behind the woman, his shirt undone, while she, her dress askew, leaned against the counter, her hand gripping its edge for support.
With his hand beneath her dress, pleasuring her with fervor, they moved in unison, their bodies entwined. Leaning in close, he whispered in her ear, urging her to look at their reflection in the mirror. "Look at how stunning you are, Lanlan," he murmured, his words laced with desire.
Reluctantly, she opened her eyes, meeting their reflection with a blush of embarrassment. "We make quite the pair, don't we?" he continued, his warm breath caressing her cheek.
"Stop embaressing me," she replied softly, averting her gaze, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of desire and bashfulness.
His hand held her chin and guided her gaze back to his reflection in the mirror, "We have done more embarrassing things in the past few days. Are you still not used to it?"
"Zac...you are too bold..." she murmured in response.
When Zac ceased his movements and withdrew, he turned her around and settled her onto the platform to face him. His intense stare locked onto her dewy eyes. "Don't tell me, you don;t like the bold me. You silently ask for it all the time. Want proof?" Without a warning, he entered her once more.
With a satisfying sigh escaping her lips, she held onto him tightly as he entered her once more. Each movement elicited a symphony of moans, her body surrendering to the waves of pleasure he delivered.
He stopped moving and hugged her, "Got the proof?"
Still catching her breath, she murmured against his shoulder, "You... weren't like this when we married..."
"How was I then?" he asked, his tone gentle.
"Not like this," she admitted softly.
Grateful, Ming Lan accepted the clothes, stating, "You should go out; they must be waiting. I'll join once I'm ready."
"Are you sure?" he inquired.
"It's best you handle my brother first and spare me further embarrassment," she insisted.
Understanding her reluctance, Wen Zac complied, leaving her to prepare in peace.
When he reached the Drawing room, he saw everyone was talking in the Drawing room. "Brother Zac, you are on time. Dinner is almost ready," Lu Lian said.
"Where is Lanlan?" Ming Rusheng asked, his tone cold. "She is getting ready and she sent me here first as her 'shield' against you," Wen Zac replied.
"She needs a shield against the 'beast in heat' like you," Ming Rusheng retorted. "Don't make me laugh now. We both know you are not any different," Wen Zac countered, "And next time make sure to keep condoms in the guest room when you invite us."
Ming Rusheng glared at him, "This is my home, not the hotel."
Wicked smile on Wen Zac's lips widened, "You should do it for your sister's sake. She might not be able to eat comfortably with her pained wrists."
Ming Rusheng has an urge to kick this man out of his home. If not for his sister's sake, he would have done it already, forgetting his friendship with him. Lu Lian patted her husband's hand, "Calm down okay. Your sister is happy, and you should stop being a typical brother."
Everyone could see Wen Zac was intentionally getting on Ming Rusheng's nerves. Finally they got his weakness where they could hit him. Jiang Yuyan and Nicky simply watched from the side. Nicky whispered to Jiang Yuyan, "I didn't know brother Rusheng was so possessive towards his sister."
"All these brother's are hypocrites when it comes to their sisters, while they won't mind doing the same thing with their woman," Jiang Yuyan said, "Hmm, except for my brother. He is a different breed."
Nicky nodded with a chuckle. Indeed Jiang Yang was different.