"Mm..." His touch startled her.
The girl let out a soft moan. Rhianna usually slept deeply, but ever since her rebirth, she often woke up from nightmares. She had even seen a psychologist, and after three months, her sleep had improved significantly.
Rhianna had also drunk the same tonic as Rylee, but being a woman and exhausted, the effects were delayed and milder.
In her sleep, the girl suddenly felt a wave of heat. She turned over, and the silk blanket slid off her smooth skin, exposing a large expanse of fair skin to the air.
The desire that Rylee had managed to suppress flared up again.
He knew he had to keep his distance from her. He had underestimated her allure.
Rylee covered her with the blanket and turned to walk to the sofa to cool down. The air conditioning in the room seemed to be broken; it was unbearably hot.
But the girl in her sleep was restless. As soon as Rylee sat down, the blanket seemed to have a mind of its own and slid off her again. Dreaming, Rhianna felt like she was under the scorching sun. She was too hot, and Rylee saw her moving sensuously in her silk nightdress, her fair, slender legs, and her heaving chest almost spilling out of the fabric.
Even in her sleep, she was enticing him.
Rylee's eyes darkened. He rubbed his temples and stood up to retrieve the blanket that had fallen beside the bed.
He just wanted to cover her with the blanket.
But his body moved ahead of his mind. By the time Rylee realized it, he was already on top of her.
Being professionally trained, Rylee moved lightly, ensuring he didn't wake her.
They were so close now, closer than they had been in a long time. The distance he had maintained, the coldness he had shown her—all forgotten in this moment.
In her sleep, Rhianna felt a pressure beside her, making her hotter. His breath on her cheek made her frown slightly in her sleep. Rylee silently cursed himself.
She was his wife, yet he could only touch her like this.
He was wearing only a pair of briefs, barely containing his aroused member.
His hand gently cupped her full breasts through the nightdress, kneading them with just the right amount of pressure, careful not to wake her.
The sensation of her softness filling his hand was overwhelming. His hands, used to holding guns, had never touched anything so delicate.
"Mm..."
The girl moaned unconsciously, her voice sweet and intoxicating, further inflaming Rylee.
Rylee lifted his head from her neck. If Rhianna were awake, she would see the deep desire in his eyes.
He lifted her nightdress, finally exposing her beautiful breasts. They were perfect, every inch of her skin made him crave more.
Seeing her still asleep, Rylee indulged himself, lowering his head to take one of her nipples into his mouth, treating it like a precious jewel, his tongue skillfully teasing it. The warmth of his mouth enveloped the nipple, causing it to stand erect and glisten.
"Mm..." Rhianna's eyelids felt heavy; she couldn't open them. Why was it getting hotter?
Seeing her uneasy expression, Rylee knew he couldn't go any further.
Rylee released his throbbing erection. He held her waist with one hand, using his other hand to relieve himself.
Watching her, he kissed her soft, pink lips, gently but unable to penetrate further, the contact almost torturous.
A barely audible sigh escaped him.
"Xiao Qi," he whispered, using her nickname.
Rylee, always restrained, found it harder than ever to control himself. He was on the verge of rubbing himself raw, yet still couldn't climax.
He watched as the girl slept soundly and peacefully beneath him, and as if possessed by an inexplicable force, he lowered himself again to press his lips against hers, his tongue tracing the softness on either side.
He finally started to feel something. His release came in hot spurts on her flat stomach, and as Rhianna shifted in her sleep, it spread across her body.
"Mm..."
Feeling the discomfort, Rhianna murmured in her sleep.
Rylee, unable to resist, grew hard again.
...
It wasn't until he had spurted all over her legs, waist, and stomach that Rylee felt any relief.
He got up, fetched a wet towel from the bathroom, and carefully cleaned his "crime scene."
By then, the sky had begun to lighten. Rylee pulled her into his arms and fell asleep, content.
In her dream, Rhianna felt enveloped in an enormous, warm nest, incredibly comfortable.
She didn't know she had always been the deepest secret in someone's heart.
