MY HUSBAND SOLD ME TO HIS BOSS.
Jinhai’s smirk was sinful, his chest heaving as his hands gripped my hips firmly, steadying me.
He murmured, his tone thick and teasing, his brown eyes burning into mine. “You like the way I fill you, baby.”
I nodded, biting my lower lip as my hands braced on his chest. I swirled my hips slightly, testing, the friction making me gasp. The stretch was maddening and deliciously intoxicating.
“Yeah, just like that,” he groaned, his head tipping back slightly as his grip tightened. “Ride me, Jeneta.”