Bride of Retribution: Aloof Billionaire's Dominant Game

”Avery Jane, you were truly born for men...” How could such a perfect body not drive a man insane?

Her milky-white skin was alluring like cream cheese, glowing with a radiant sheen, seducing his heart. He withdrew his wet fingers and teased them before her eyes, the glistening fluid making Avery Jane shut her eyes, too scared to look.

”You want me too, don’t you? You crave me?” His deep voice carried a deadly allure.

He took her earlobe into his mouth, brushing against her ear. Her shyness, her helplessness, her uncontrollable moans all fueled his masculine desire.

Joshua Hughes’s large hand caressed her delicate face, feeling the porcelain-like cheek, his lips brushing against her ear. Her breath was rapid, carrying a subtle yet unique scent, akin to the most potent aphrodisiac, invading his blood and every cell of his being.

”You want to indulge; tonight I’ll make sure you indulge completely.” His hoarse voice echoed over her body, Joshua Hughes spoke again.

He lowered his head and captured her lips: ”Avery Jane, desire is the most enchanting toxin. Not only are men mesmerized, but women also become wildly captivated. You won’t want to leave me anymore.”

Smiling confidently, he abruptly pulled away from her body, watching her exquisite form tremble slightly, as he began to unbutton his shirt one by one.

Broad shoulders, seductive chest muscles, tightened waistline—his physique exudes that potent, robust allure that compels a woman to scream, longing to be conquered, utterly perfect.

His body emitted scalding heat, and his kiss was deep and fervent: ”Don’t...”

Her struggles seemed pale and powerless, her small hands pressed against his chest, palpably feeling his firm chest muscles tensed up. She dared not meet his gaze, for his eyes were dark and deep, akin to a stormy sea of desire.

He laughed wickedly, pulling away her small hands, pressing his chest tightly against her soft body. His large hand once again wickedly slipped between her legs, but this time he did not delve deeper but toyed with her tender petals, his fingers brushing over her most sensitive spot, discovering that hidden pink gem, and began a merciless, fierce rubbing.

Avery Jane breathed heavily, biting her lip, unable to control her trembling, her body turning a captivating pink. This wicked man pulled her small hand, guiding it downward...

Avery Jane realized his intention, yet trying to resist seemed ridiculous and unnecessary; tonight, wasn’t it she who had provoked him?

His large hand guided her small hand beneath his, her hand almost unable to grasp the enormous thing, which throbbed vigorously. She could clearly feel its strong pulsation and almost scorching temperature.

His breath gradually turned urgent, the sound of his increasingly heavy panting. He taught her, her small hand awkwardly moved up and down under his guidance, clumsily yet sufficiently making his blood surge.

The terrifying beast in her hand grew larger and larger, the room filled with the heavy, sexy breathing of the man and the woman’s sultry moans dripping with pleasure.

On his devilishly handsome face, lust scattered, releasing her hand with a mischievous smile, lifting her long legs, their eyes intertwined: ”Avery Jane, don’t close your eyes. I want you to watch intently how I possess you.”

His gaze locked on her like a Beast eyeing its prey, breathing rapidly, as if to devour her, the burning blade was the best weapon to conquer a woman. He slowly, slowly pushed forward, wanting her to clearly feel every inch being possessed, stretched out, and filled.

Even though the passion was sufficient, and she was adequately moistened, his enormity still made Avery Jane let out a difficult grunt, her body tensing up again.

Warm, tight and exquisitely madly delicate, Joshua Hughes hissed, feeling her tight embrace.

Her long legs hung over the man’s strong waist, with every motion he made, her milky-white body swayed gently, like the most beautiful rolling waves.

This feeling was too stimulating, too intense.

Avery Jane gasped, sobbed, her tearful eyes and sexy moans deepened the man’s resolve to possess harshly, thrusting with every move deeper, faster, reaching deeper each time.