It started innocently enough. She was in her nightgown, he in his robe, their skin only brushing in a few places.

But his arm around her waist was restless, constantly kneading her stomach and thighs. His hand would stray to her chest, then, dissatisfied with the barrier of fabric, he’d lift her nightgown, his palm tracing the curve of her waist to the swell of her br3ast, finally cupping her fullness.

The sensitivity of the area sent a jolt through her, a tingling warmth spreading through her limbs, draining her of all strength.

Studying was impossible.

He kneaded her br3asts, his large, warm hands making them flush and tingle. As if that wasn't enough, he began toying with her n1pples, his fingers pinching and rolling the hardened peaks, his eyes fixed on them with a burning intensity.

"Your n1pples are so beautiful, Yiyi."

His shameless words brought a fiery blush to her cheeks. She couldn't bear to look at him, burying her face against his chest. But even with her eyes closed, she saw his smoldering gaze, heard his low, s3nsual voice, and the echo of his provocative words.

A soft moan escaped her lips as she felt him lower his head and take her n1pple into his mouth. The wet warmth of his tongue swirling around her n1pple sent shivers down her spine.  Then, his tongue began to tease and flick, sucking intermittently, turning her thoughts to mush, hot, molten mush, burning her from the inside out.

"You…" She placed a hand on his head, intending to push him away. But whether from a lack of strength or a subconscious desire for the pleasure he was giving her, her touch was feather-light. Instead of pushing him away, it felt more like an invitation.

He suckled one n1pple to his satisfaction before moving to the other, lavishing it with the same attention, his tongue teasing and flicking, then sucking with a rhythmic pull.

When he finally released her bre4sts, her nipples were glistening, swollen, and coated with his saliva.

Leaving her br3asts, he sought her mouth, capturing her lips in a deep, searching kiss, his tongue tangling with hers.

A soft whimper escaped her as she felt the hardening pressure against her thigh. Her eyes widened. She squirmed against him, and as he paused for breath, she placed her hands on his chest, gasping, "No… no, I have class tomorrow."

The last time, Friday night, she hadn't woken up until eleven. Tomorrow was Monday; she couldn't afford to sleep in that late. Zhong Lin gazed at her swollen lips and glistening eyes, his own darkening.

He shed his robe and pressed his er3ction against her.

"Don't worry, I'll be quick."

And so, in Zhong Lin's large chair, Jiang Yi sat facing away, straddling him, her legs instinctively tightening around him to facilitate his movements, despite his promise of speed.

She glanced down, catching a glimpse of the tip of his er3ction between her pale thighs, before he turned her face back to his with a kiss.

He thrust upwards, rocking her body against his, the chair creaking beneath them. It was… intoxicating.

Her br3asts were kneaded, her thighs gripped, her mouth kissed. He nipped and sucked at her neck and shoulders. He tormented her for almost an hour before finally releasing, his warm seed spilling onto her leg.

So much for quick.

As he held her close, washing her clean, she couldn't suppress a whimper of complaint. Her chin trembled, her eyes brimming with tears as she glared at him accusingly. "Liar…"

The look in her eyes sent a jolt through him, softening his heart. The desire he’d just managed to quell stirred again.

He captured her lips in a fierce kiss, his voice husky. "I regret that now. I want to fvck you until you can't walk."

Jiang Yi trembled, looking at him with a mixture of surprise and apprehension, her eyes wide and luminous, utterly captivating.

He covered her eyes with his hand. "Don't look at me like that, or I really will."

Jiang Yi quickly closed her eyes, her lashes brushing against his palm, sending a shiver of desire through him.

But he couldn't push her too far. He couldn't bear to.

The ruthless, powerful head of the Zhong Corporation cursed silently.

This woman was going to be the death of him.