At first, Ning Xiaofei tensed up nervously, listening to the movement outside the car, fearing that someone would pass by or approach.
soon…
The man's passion swallowed up her nervousness, her skin tightened with excitement, her heart beat rapidly, and the hot blood washed away every pulse and nerve.
She could clearly feel her pulse beating rapidly, as if something was trying to spurt out of her blood, causing her whole body to tremble.
"cold?"
Lifting his face from her neck, the man's voice was hoarse and concerned.
She shook her head instinctively, and then realized that the light here was too dark for him to see, so she hurriedly took a breath and responded.
"not cold."
Because her throat was dry, those two words sounded hoarse, which was very different from her usual voice.
The low voice, with a hint of breathiness, was particularly alluring in the dark and small space.
The man's body came over her, heavy and warm, and she opened her arms to embrace his neck. Feeling his familiar breath and touch, her heart inexplicably settled down.
Running her fingers through the short hair on the back of his head, Ning Xiaofei relaxed her body and indulged her emotions.
…
for a long time.
Heat steamed up from the dark glass, as if everything was shut out outside the window.
She felt the man's arms tighten around her, and his deep voice sounded in her ears.
"I love you my wife."
Almost at the same time, she screamed uncontrollably.
At that moment, both people reached their peak at the same time.
Holding the man's sweat-soaked neck and shoulders, Ning Xiaofei felt unprecedented satisfaction. That kind of satisfaction not only came from the body, but also came from the depths of the soul.
This man was so outstanding and powerful that Ning Xiaofei always felt that he was beyond her control.
Naturally, she didn't dare to expect to completely own him. It wasn't until tonight that she truly felt that this man belonged to her.
The two men hugged each other and neither said a word.
The heart is dependent on the heart. At this time, no amount of words are redundant. Just listen to the same eager heartbeat and you will know what her (his) heart is saying.
Until her breathing gradually subsided, Ning Xiaofei still didn't let go of her arms.
"This is mine!"
Her fingers brushed through the short hair on the back of his head, then slid over and brushed the nape of his neck.
"Here too!"
Touching the scar on his waist, her fingertips lingered lightly for a while.
"Is the wound okay?"
"fine."
Then she relaxed, hugged him tightly again, kissed his cheek, pecked him on the lips, then lowered her head and kissed his chest.
"Here... here... everything is mine!"
The man chuckled.
As expected, she was the woman that Mu Tianye liked, and she was as proud and domineering as him at heart.
"Why are you laughing?" She hugged him tightly in a hoarse voice, wrapping her limbs tightly around him, "You are my man, you are mine!"
She has never wanted to possess anything so strongly, but now, she just wants to possess the man in front of her, not sharing it with anyone, not allowing anyone to peep at it.
"Okay!" Mu Tianye smiled, picked her up, and pulled the suit around her back, "You are mine, and I am yours!"
Holding him, she smiled contentedly.
"That's only fair."
After helping her pull up her suit, Mu Tianye raised his hand to caress her slightly wet back.
"Then...let me go, let's go home."
He didn't mind being so close to her, but he was worried that her catching a cold would affect tomorrow's game.