The house carried an erotic air.
It was still raining and windy, but the wind did nothing to the fire burning inside the two people.
The numbing sensation carried a hint of pain, which came in waves.
Bo Jiu had always been sensible to the cold.
Qin Mo noticed her reaction. When he felt the slight moisture, his resolve shattered completely as he moved aggressively, seemingly determined to swallow her whole.
Bo Jiu widened her eyes.
She wanted to speak, but was stripped off energy from the waves coming at her.
Heat enveloped her as the thrusts became faster and deeper and the numbing sensation spread through her.
It seemed to go on forever.
He chuckled deeply, his voice silky smooth. "Are you still going to compare sizes with Brother Mo?"
Bo Jiu could no longer speak. Anything she could say would just expose her completely.
