Shi Feng didn't need to be told twice. He captured her neck with one hand and kissed her with a ferocity that stole the breath from her lungs.
He thrust his waist forward, rubbing his length against her through the thin fabric of her clothes.
Su Qinglan let out a sharp moan. The friction and the intensity of his movements were overwhelming. She could feel a pool of wetness growing in her underwear, and her head fell back as his mouth moved to her throat.
Suddenly, a loud rip echoed through the room.
In his primal state, Shi Feng didn't bother with buttons or ties. He simply gripped her top and her bralette and tore them down in one powerful motion.
Su Qinglan gasped as the cool air hit her bare skin. Her "peaches" were suddenly exposed, standing out in the dim light of the hut.
She wanted to scold him for ruining her clothes...She usually gave the other husbands a hard time for being so destructive, but seeing the way he looked at her now, she couldn't say a word.
