STRUGGLE

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

WARNING :

Yuan thought Feifei is a woman. He will refer to Feifei as a "she" or "her".

Getting closer to Feifei, he was walking unsteadily.

He is very uncomfortable.

His cock is throbbing, twitching.

Wanting to be set free.

Clenching his hands into tight fists, he breathed deeply to calm himself.

Only to be hit by a sweet, fruity and strong erotic scent.

He groaned aloud.

His cock became even harder, even more stiffer.

Heavens!

Staring at Feifei's sensual state added by this sexually stimulating scent, it is enough to bring him down to his knees.

It makes him want to shoot his spunk!

What on heavens is that scent?

Moving closer to Feifei, its unmistakable.

The scent came from her.

This woman is really going to kill him in excessive lust!

He gritted his teeth.

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Staring down at the woman, Yuan saw her exposed pearly white neck and a little of her creamy shoulders.

Moving his eyes slowly up to Feifei's face, his eyes is leaping fire seeing again those slightly opened lips.

He ache to trace those luscious lips with his tongue.

Suck them.

Bite them.

Make it bleed.

He leaned his face closer to Feifei's.

Leaving a small gap between them, he stopped.

Breath to breath.

Yuan closed his eyes as he stuck out his tongue.

Feeling a hot, wet touch, he instantly opened his eyes.

His tongue tip has lightly licked a small part of her lips.

He shivered with desire.

Then retreated.

His breathing heavy.

He really wanted to bite those lips that he ache.

Staring hard at the wet part on her lips that he licked, his cock swelled even further.

That wetness is his mark.

His mark on her.

Pulling back, he licked his own lips.

Tasting the lingering scent from Feifei's lips.

Now he knows what hell is really like.

And its like this.

He quickly turned his back from Feifei before he lost his remaining thread of control.

He won't regret ravishing her.

But he would greatly regret hurting her.

He swallowed hard.

Then he silently went out of the house.

Closing his eyes tightly, he calmed himself.

Inhaling the musky scent of earth, the tangy scent of trees.

But when he thought he was calm enough, he saw himself spreading Feifei's legs wide and drilling his stone hard cock into her.

Very deep.

Hard thrust.

And wildly loving it.

He groaned.

Gritting his teeth, he fisted his cock hard with an iron grip and gave it a ruthless tug.

Then he let go.

Arranging his trousers to hide his erection, he went back in and called the name who has been torturing him to death.

"Feifei."

He picked the insulated food box he left on the bench and walked nonchalantly towards Feifei.

Cold and detached.

As if the highly sexually aroused man wasn't him.

He lightly placed the insulated food box on the table beside Feifei.

"Feifei.." He called out again.

Softly.

Feifei's eyes opened, hazy with sleep.

Sexy and sensually erotic.

Yuan's eyes burned with heat.

His cock jumped again into action!

He groaned painfully.

He is really defeated by her.