Chapter 26: She Took Him Again, Deeper This Time
Lin Mu didn't move.
His mouth still glistened with the mess he'd just cleaned from her—his lips slick, chin wet, the taste of another man thick on his tongue. He knelt, hands folded in his lap, cock hard and twitching beneath his soiled robe. He didn't speak.
Because she hadn't told him to.
Because Yan Zhuo hadn't told him to.
Xue Lan stirred.
Her thighs shifted slightly, sticky with heat, her folds glistening clean now—but still open. Still twitching. Her hips lifted off the sheets almost instinctively, as if her body already knew what came next.
"Still dripping," Yan Zhuo said with a grin, stepping forward.
He gripped the base of his cock—still thick, still hard, veins bulging, slick with fresh arousal. He lined it up again without asking.
Lin Mu watched.
Watched the way his wife's body responded the moment the tip kissed her entrance—her back arching slightly, her thighs spreading wider in invitation, her breath catching in her throat.
"Go slow," she said. "He just finished cleaning me."