Chapter 40: One Last Load Before She’s Sent Again
The room still trembled with the echoes of pleasure.
Xue Lan lay on her side, one leg draped over Zhao Wei's thigh, her body flushed and sticky with sweat and seed. Her pussy was red, swollen, twitching, and leaking steadily—two thick loads of cum slowly sliding down the curve of her ass, forming long, glossy trails across her thighs and onto the sheets. Her breaths came in slow, shallow pants, and her eyes fluttered with lingering pleasure.
Zhao Wei lay behind her, his cock nestled between her thighs, softening but still heavy. One hand cupped her breast, the other lazily stroking her hip. He looked completely satisfied, almost smug.
The bed beneath them was soaked—darkened with sweat, slick, and seed. The scent of sex lingered thick in the air, clinging to the silks, to the walls, to every breath.
Lin Mu remained kneeling beside the bed, unmoving.
His forehead was damp, his face glistening faintly with the sheen of her slick and Zhao Wei's cum. He hadn't dared to wipe it away. The stickiness had dried slightly, tightening across his skin. His lips still tasted of her.
His cock was hard.
His chest burned with something deeper than shame.
Xue Lan's eyes opened slowly. Her gaze wandered over Zhao Wei's chest, up to his neck, then to the ceiling.
And finally, to Lin Mu.
A smile tugged at the corners of her lips.