Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 929: I like it when you're as desperate for me as I am for you.

[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. DO NOT OPEN IF YOU'RE A MINOR.]

"Honest thoughts? I wanted you to rip it off."

A low chuckle escaped Zoren as he heard his wife's bold remark. Earlier, she had seemed a little reluctant — as was always the case whenever he was overcome by sudden heat. Yet she always gave in, often becoming the first to want to continue without hesitation. Just like right now.

Drunk or not, Penny was always the same.

"Fine," he said, leaning in for a quick peck on her lips, his hands continuing to unbutton her blouse. "Relax. We'll get there."

To keep her from growing impatient, he leaned in again, keeping her mouth busy while his hands worked.

Penny's bodysuit was snugly worn beneath her uniform. Once he finished

removing her blouse, Zoren would then turn to her skirt, and then to the jogging pants hidden beneath. Layer by layer, it became clear: by the time he reached her bodysuit, she'd be standing butt-naked in a place where young people came to learn.

A part of him knew this was wrong; they both did. But the greater part of them simply didn't care.

As her school blouse slid onto the desk beside them, Zoren broke away from her lips. Penny, catching on, turned around until her back was facing him, and brushed her hair over her shoulder. His fingers grazed her nape, reaching for the cold metal zipper at the top of her bodysuit.

her back to his warm breath. But instead of unzipping it entirely or moving to her skirt, Zoren stopped when the zipper reached her lower

body against hers. Penny

murmured, his breath brushing against the shell of her ear. "I want to try

until she felt his palms against

part of her exposed skin, his hands slipping inside the bodysuit from behind. With the zipper lowered, there was just enough space for him to glide his hands forward. First, he caressed her stomach, his palms meeting

knees instinctively bent, but Zoren's arm around her waist kept her

hands cupped her

bodysuit and her rising body temperature made her feel feverish. The tension

glanced over her shoulder. He was kissing her shoulder and neck, his hands still fondling her. Their gazes met briefly

it?" he murmured against her mouth, eliciting a weak moan from her. "Say

her mind fogged by the sensations coursing through her. "I like it,"

her with the tip of his nose before biting her earlobe gently.

his hand sliding down, dangerously close to her navel. "Renren, what are you

jogging pants. The snugness of the bodysuit didn't hinde him, and the garter of her skirt offered little resistance. His fingers found

her, Penny's body jolted. He teased her, first massaging the top of her folds before gliding down to

her ear. "You always complain about my

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clear, but Penny couldn't fully process them. All she could focus on was his touch - deliberate, confident, and maddeningly precise. He seemed to know exactly where to graze, where topress, and

her forehead against the wall as her legs wobbled. Her thighs spread instinctively, and he continued teasing her entrance. His finger