Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

1571  Horny And Passionate

Inside the guest room, a couple indulged in an intimate rendezvous within the opulent confines of the bathroom, their shared passion echoing in delicate moans and contrasting groans. The tall, handsome man stood behind the woman, his shirt undone, while she, her dress askew, leaned against the counter, her hand gripping its edge for support.

With his hand beneath her dress, pleasuring her with fervor, they moved in unison, their bodies entwined. Leaning in close, he whispered in her ear, urging her to look at their reflection in the mirror. "Look at how stunning you are, Lanlan," he murmured, his words laced with desire.

Reluctantly, she opened her eyes, meeting their reflection with a blush of embarrassment. "We make quite the pair, don't we?" he continued, his warm breath caressing her cheek.

"Stop embaressing me," she replied softly, averting her gaze, her cheeks flushed with a mixture of desire and bashfulness.

His hand held her chin and guided her gaze back to his reflection in the mirror, "We have done more embarrassing things in the past few days. Are you still not used to it?"

"Zac…you are too bold…" she murmured in response.

When Zac ceased his movements and withdrew, he turned her around and settled her onto the platform to face him. His intense stare locked onto her dewy eyes. "Don't tell me, you don;t like the bold me. You silently ask for it all the time. Want proof?" Without a warning, he entered her once more.

With a satisfying sigh escaping her lips, she held onto him tightly as he entered her once more. Each movement elicited a symphony of moans, her body surrendering to the waves of pleasure he delivered.

He stopped moving and hugged her, "Got the proof?"

Still catching her breath, she murmured against his shoulder, "You... weren't like this when we married..."

"How was I then?" he asked, his tone gentle.

"Not like this," she admitted softly.

"You mean horny and passionate to have you all the time?" he teased, his voice tinged with playful affection.

She nodded, absorbing his words. "How can you be sure I wasn't the same? Perhaps I'm just a wolf in sheep's clothing."

She moved her head back and looked at him, "Were you?" "It was not easy to control myself when you were sleeping just next to me in the same bed."

Ming Lan could now truly understand the depth of his self-control. The way he was going on and on since that night of bachelor's party, this man was a wolf in sheep's clothing. "You deceived me well," she mumbled.

"It was more like going with the flow," he caressed her hair, "I have always been like this only for you."

She looked into his eyes with a puzzled gaze, only to hear him say again before she could ask him what he meant, "I am yet to be done. You need to help me."

Guiding her hand towards his lower body, he whispered, "Your brother forgot to stock condoms for the guests."

"I might be on safe days..." she trailed off.

He interrupted her with a nibble on her lips, then spoke firmly. "I don't want to take any risks."

"I don't mind having kids..."

"But I do," he asserted, his tone firm. "Now is not the time, especially when we're just beginning to relish each other. I want you all to myself. You don't realize how long I've waited for you," he added, his voice tinged with longing, guiding her hand to assist him. "Don't delay any longer, or your brother will come knocking if we're late."

Ming Lan focused on the task at hand, momentarily forgetting his earlier words about waiting for her. Perhaps he was referring to her absence after their marriage.

Once they were refreshed, it was evident that Wen Zac's attire only needed minor adjustments, while Ming Lan's dress was beyond repair. Wrapped in a towel, he seated her on the bed as he dressed. When he opened the door, a bag awaited them outside. He retrieved it and explained, "I asked Lian to arrange clothes for you."

Grateful, Ming Lan accepted the clothes, stating, "You should go out; they must be waiting. I'll join once I'm ready."

"Are you sure?" he inquired.

"It's best you handle my brother first and spare me further embarrassment," she insisted.

Understanding her reluctance, Wen Zac complied, leaving her to prepare in peace.

When he reached the Drawing room, he saw everyone was talking in the Drawing room. "Brother Zac, you are on time. Dinner is almost ready," Lu Lian said.

"Where is Lanlan?" Ming Rusheng asked, his tone cold. "She is getting ready and she sent me here first as her 'shield' against you," Wen Zac replied.

"She needs a shield against the 'beast in heat' like you," Ming Rusheng retorted. "Don't make me laugh now. We both know you are not any different," Wen Zac countered, "And next time make sure to keep condoms in the guest room when you invite us."

Ming Rusheng glared at him, "This is my home, not the hotel."

Wicked smile on Wen Zac's lips widened, "You should do it for your sister's sake. She might not be able to eat comfortably with her pained wrists."

Ming Rusheng has an urge to kick this man out of his home. If not for his sister's sake, he would have done it already, forgetting his friendship with him. Lu Lian patted her husband's hand, "Calm down okay. Your sister is happy, and you should stop being a typical brother."

Everyone could see Wen Zac was intentionally getting on Ming Rusheng's nerves. Finally they got his weakness where they could hit him. Jiang Yuyan and Nicky simply watched from the side. Nicky whispered to Jiang Yuyan, "I didn't know brother Rusheng was so possessive towards his sister."

"All these brother's are hypocrites when it comes to their sisters, while they won't mind doing the same thing with their woman," Jiang Yuyan said, "Hmm, except for my brother. He is a different breed."

Nicky nodded with a chuckle. Indeed Jiang Yang was different.