Stern and Unforgiving

Lying in bed again, slightly exhausted from their morning session, Zhao Lifei watched her husband get dressed. Regardless of how many times she had seen his body, her eyes still roamed all over the fine specimen in front of her. His naturally contoured body was eye-candy to her. The eight hard ridges on his abdomen were sharp enough to cut through stone. A very prominent and defined line dipped right below his finely-honed abs. 

Swallowing hard, she watched his long, strong fingers easily maneuvering the buttons of his black silk shirt. The sleeves hugged his arms perfectly, his muscles slightly clenching with each movement. The color of the shirt made his body appear to be the perfect balance of lean yet muscular.