Chapter 9: Her Words, His Release
The lantern's glow had dimmed. The scent of sweat and sex lingered faintly in the air.
Lin Mu sat with his back against the bedframe, robe parted at the waist, body trembling. His cock, small and stiff, stood awkwardly in the space between his legs. He had already failed to satisfy her—again—and now sat beside the woman he loved, the same woman who had moaned another man's name into the night.
He had been there.
He had watched Jin Rui take her—felt the bed quake beneath him as her screams of pleasure echoed across the chamber. He had seen her bounce, gasp, clench, and gush in ways she never had for him.
But now she leaned into him, soft and calm, her bare body flush against his.
And her hand reached for his cock again.
"You want to know what it felt like?" she whispered. "I know you saw it... but you want to know what it was like inside, don't you?"
Lin Mu didn't speak.
He just nodded.