Chapter 1164 A Satisfying Night


    Brandon pressed J against the bed and caressed from her shins all the way up to her thighs.


    J''s breathing quickened and hitched. "Wait for me to finish my work," she murmured.


    "Give me two hours." Brandon kissed her neck and roughly pulled off her skirt and underwear.


    The clothes fell on her feet.


    Brandon lifted one of J''s legs and put it over his shoulder. She was already wet. "How wet you


    are!" He marveled in a yful voice.


    Biting her lower lip, J''s eyes fell on the bulge between Brandon''s legs.


    Brandon removed his clothes, exposing his long, thick penis.


    Holding it, he rubbed himself against J''s weing pussy.


    "Be gentle..." J pushed against the tips of her toes and widened her legs. Each time he entered


    her, she became wetter.


    Brandon slowly unbuttoned J''s shirt, exposing her pure white,ce bra.


    Her pink nipples strained against the delicate material, begging him to touch them.


    J''s mouth opened unconsciously. Brandon rubbed her breasts forcefully. "Ah," she moaned.


    "Ah... Ah... Honey..."


    Brandon hooked J''s other leg over his shoulder and thrust deeper. She felt him against the


    deepest parts of her body and trembled involuntarily.


    When Brandon thrust into her with all his strength,Original from N?velDrama.Org.


    she was tight but yielding, embracing his penis, squeezing him. It feltfortable, natural. He


    increased the speed of his thrusts.


    The bed sheet tangled beneath them. J''s fingers clutched the pillow. She could not speak.


    Brandon had found her most sensitive spot. He pressed against it, and she trembled all over. Her


    moans were intermittent. She shed joyful tears.


    The bodies of the two intertwined, their breathing rough and uneven. Moans echoed between them,


    like the honeyed words of lovers.


    Finally, Brandon ejacted into her body. J''s mouth was wide; her throat too dry to speak.


    Liquid flowed between her thighs.


    Brandon''s eyes were unfocused. He called her name in a low voice, and his thick, long, hard penis


    pushed deeper with each call until it filled her deepest part, and the liquid became a white fine foam,


    flowing from the meeting point of their bodies and between their legs, sliding down.


    J''s body was slippery with sweat, and Brandon''s desire had beenpletely satisfied.


    Lying on the pillow, J gasped for breath. Her hair was tangled. It clung to her neck and her


    flushed cheeks. She gazed at Brandon''s contented face.


    "Shall I take you to the bathroom?" Brandon shrugged into a bathrobe. His body glowed, satiated.


    J shook her head. She couldn''t even raise a finger.


    Brandon returned to the bed and held her in his arms. Hebed the tangles out of her long hair


    with his slender fingers. "I think it''s a great idea for you to call your studio Iris."


    Leaning against his chest, J felt sleepy. She yawned and asked, "Why didn''t you say anything


    about it before?"


    "I''m just worried we will have less time together after you open your own studio." Brandon yed


    with J''s hair. He inhaled the fragrance of her body and kissed her. "Honey, let''s do it again..."


    He caressed J''s breasts, then heard a gentle snore escape her nostrils...


    J had fallen asleep.