Borrowed WifeThe Breeding Favor Chapter 39

The Offer

Silence stretched between us. I waited for her to run. I waited for her to scream.

She didn't.

She took a step closer. Her eyes locked on my semi-hard shaft.

"Old Ji never fucks me like that," she murmured, almost to herself. "He's always too tired... too drunk..."

She looked at Cici, then back at me. A flush crept up her neck.

"Since you're already helping one lonely wife," she purred, reaching for the zipper of her dress. "Do you think you have enough for two?"

My jaw dropped. Cici, recovering from her shock, let out a low laugh.

"Well," Cici smirked, leaning back and spreading her legs again. "Don't be rude, Leo. We have a guest."

Tanya pulled her dress over her head. She wasn't as slim as Cici; she was thick, soft, and voluptuous. Her massive, heavy breasts swung free as she tossed her bra aside. Her nipples were inverted, shy little craters waiting to be teased out.

She dropped to her knees next to the sofa and crawled toward me.