My Beloved

Mo Yuan was startled before asking her, "Ah Luo, did you just call me husband?"

It was very rare for Han Luo to call him husband. In Russia, she kept saying it was embarrassing to call him \'husband\' and she wasn\'t used to it.

After coming back from there, she called him by his name. Only in front of others, she would call him \'big brother Yuan\'.

"Should I not call my husband \'husband\'?"

Han Luo innocently gazed at him.

"Call me husband again," he urged her.

"I don\'t want to. I want to sleep," she whined like a child.

Mo Yuan\'s left hand slipped down from her waist and patted her butt

He warned her by saying, "I won\'t let you sleep unless you call me \'husband\'."

Han Luo pursed her lips. "So bossy! I won\'t call you that if you don\'t treat me gently."

Mo Yuan pinched her soft cheek. "Do I not treat you gently?"

"You are bossing around when I\'m sleepy." Han Luo looked away to show her superficial anger.

Mo Yuan discreetly smiled. "Are you truly sleepy? You slept all noon and evening."

"How can that be enough?"

Han Luo tiptoed and then circled her arms around his neck. Then, she put her mouth near his left ear.

She continued with a whisper. "When I think of my husband\'s dick, it\'s never enough in bed."

Mo Yuan was motionless. He noticed his blood boiling after hearing her comment.

His hands automatically groped her round a** and ground against him. He lowered his head and kissed her neck.

"Do you want it? If you want, I\'ll give it to you," he told her in a hoarse voice.

Han Luo suddenly melted in his embrace. "Mm… I want it. I want my husband\'s dick."

She could hear his heartbeat was going crazy. To match with his pace, her heartbeat accelerated as well.

"Then you shall have it."

Not soon after she heard him speak, her vision spanned. Before she knew it, she was pulled upward. She subconsciously wrapped her legs around his waist.

Mo Yuan strode to the bed and pushed her down. He saw her flushed face and limpid eyes gazing at him with a sultry look.

His right hand stroked her face before leaning forward and placing his lips against hers.

Their lips overlapped. Mo Yuan sucked her upper lips and then lower lips. Han Luo slightly opened her mouth and licked his lips.

Noticing an opportunity, Mo Yuan inserted his tongue and poked her soft, warm, and wet tongue before wrapping it with his.

As his body was pressed against hers, Han Luo rubbed her body against his strong body while playing with his tongue.

He only let go of her tongue when she was left breathless by his kiss. His wet lips touched all over her face, expressing his love and affection for her.

Han Luo felt like her soul melted by his gentle affection. She touched his face with her cold fingertips and kissed his face.

Sensing her cold fingers, he grasped her hand, trying to warm them with his heat.

"Don\'t wear so little if you are cold," he advised her.

Han Luo was wearing a white silk nightgown.

She coquettishly stated, "Why bother? Aren\'t you going to warm me up?"

Mo Yuan\'s eyes were burning. His scorching eyes scanned her face.

"You have a death wish," he growled.

Han Luo smiled charmingly. "Then let\'s die together."

"…" Mo Yuan\'s eyes were dazzled by her smile. His heart softened as though honey dripped from her mouth and sweetened his heart.

He took off her nightgown. She was wearing nothing underneath. Discovering that, he let out a painful groan.

\'She came prepared, didn\'t she?\' he thought.

He threw away his t-shirt and pants and flipped her over. His hands caressed her back before kissing every inch.

"Mm…" Han Luo closed her eyes as moans escaped her mouth.

\'He would usually make love ferociously. Why is he acting so sweet today? Whatever, I\'ll just enjoy this.\'

She let herself enjoy his loving action.

His hot breaths touched her skin, making her heart flutter. She flinched when his hand went down and touched her secret spot.

"Umm!" she moaned lusciously when one of his fingers slid inside her.

The obscene wet sound reached her ears. Feeling ashamed, she buried her head on the soft pillow.

"Ah Luo, be good and stick you\'re a** for me," Mo Yuan demanded.

His body was entirely heated. Her seductive moans, sultry expression, alluring body were driving him nuts.

He added more fingers and relentlessly went in and out. As his fingers were tightly clenched, his manhood was turning into a hot rod, ready to take her in and ravish her.

He clenched his teeth and raised her hips the way he wanted her. Afterward, he slid out his fingers and replaced them with his hot dick.

"Ahhhh!" Han Luo gasped. She wasn\'t prepared for his cock. As a result, the hot dick made her climax.

His cock was wrapped around by her hot flesh. It was completely covered by her love juice. From their joint point, some of them dripped on the bedsheet. However, they didn\'t have the time to care for that.

From the back, Mo Yuan entered her in one go. It was slippery and moist. Thus, before he knew it, he was all the way in.

Burying her face on the pillow, Han Luo couldn\'t help shivering all over. The tip of his dick touched her good spot. It made her feel so good that her toes curled.

She clenched on his cock tightly as if to let him know that he was very much welcome in the deepest part of her body.

Mo Yuan desired nothing more than being one with her. After he went all the way inside her, he began to thrust his hips.

"Hnng! Ohh!" Han Luo closed her eyes and softly moaned.

With each thrust, he was forceful and at the same time, her moan gradually became louder.

"Ah Luo, does it feel good?"