Pampered By My Three Brothers: The Return Of The Neglected Heiress - Chapter 929

Chapter 929: I like it when you’re as desperate for me as I am for you.
[WARNING: MATURE CONTENT AHEAD. DO NOT OPEN IF YOU’RE A MINOR.]

“Honest thoughts? I wanted you to rip it off.”

A low chuckle escaped Zoren as he heard his wife’s bold remark. Earlier, she had seemed a little reluctant — as was always the case whenever he was overcome by sudden heat. Yet she always gave in, often becoming the first to want to continue without hesitation. Just like right now.

Drunk or not, Penny was always the same.

“Fine,” he said, leaning in for a quick peck on her lips, his hands continuing to unbutton her blouse. “Relax. We’ll get there.”

To keep her from growing impatient, he leaned in again, keeping her mouth busy while his hands worked.

Penny’s bodysuit was snugly worn beneath her uniform. Once he finished removing her blouse, Zoren would then turn to her skirt, and then to the jogging pants hidden beneath. Layer by layer, it became clear: by the time he reached her bodysuit, she’d be standing butt-naked in a place where young people came to learn.

A part of him knew this was wrong; they both did. But the greater part of them simply didn’t care.

As her school blouse slid onto the desk beside them, Zoren broke away from her lips. Penny, catching on, turned around until her back was facing him, and brushed her hair over her shoulder. His fingers grazed her nape, reaching for the cold metal zipper at the top of her bodysuit.

A shiver coursed down her spine as she felt the fabric part, exposing her back to his warm breath. But instead of unzipping it entirely or moving to her skirt, Zoren stopped when the zipper reached her lower back.

“Ren—” Penny called, starting to turn around, but he pressed his body against hers. Penny once again found herself pressed on the wall slightly, confused.

“Not yet,” he murmured, his breath brushing against the shell of her ear. “I want to try something first.”

“Huh?” she whispered, confused, until she felt his palms against her back.

He kissed the part of her exposed skin, his hands slipping inside the bodysuit from behind. With the zipper lowered, there was just enough space for him to glide his hands forward. First, he caressed her stomach, his palms meeting the light sheen of sweat on her skin.

As his hands trailed upward, Penny braced herself against the wall. Her knees instinctively bent, but Zoren’s arm around her waist kept her steady. The closer his hands to their destination, the more her heart raced, holding her breath in anticipation.

Soon enough, his hands cupped her breasts.

“Hah…” A breathless sound escaped her lips, her face burning as he teased her with a gentle pinch. The combined heat of the bodysuit and her rising body temperature made her feel feverish. The tension in her core grew unbearable; she could feel the growing dampness between her thighs.

Penny clenched her hand against the wall and glanced over her shoulder. He was kissing her shoulder and neck, his hands still fondling her. Their gazes met briefly before Zoren smirked, leaned in, and reclaimed her lips.

“Do you like it?” he murmured against her mouth, eliciting a weak moan from her. “Say it.”

Penny’s breaths came fast and shallow, her mind fogged by the sensations coursing through her. “I like it,” she moaned softly. “I like it. I want more. Take everything off.”

Zoren chuckled, pressing a kiss to her cheek. He nuzzled her with the tip of his nose before biting her earlobe gently. “Not yet. There’s something else I want to do.”

“Renren, please…” Her voice trembled as her body shuddered. She felt his hand sliding down, dangerously close to her navel. “Renren, what are you — ah…”

Her words dissolved into a gasp as Zoren’s hand slipped beneath the waistband of her jogging pants. The snugness of the bodysuit didn’t hinder him, and the garter of her skirt offered little resistance. His fingers found their way to her slit with practiced ease.

The moment his fingertip brushed her, Penny’s body jolted. He teased her, first massaging the top of her folds before gliding down to circle her entrance, spreading her wetness as he went.

“Wet,” he remarked with a grin, his voice low in her ear. “You always complain about my energy, but you never fail to match me.”

His words were clear, but Penny couldn’t fully process them. All she could focus on was his touch — deliberate, confident, and maddeningly precise. He seemed to know exactly where to graze, where to press, and when to pause.

“What are you doing…” she whispered, resting her forehead against the wall as her legs wobbled. Her thighs spread instinctively, and he continued teasing her entrance. His finger lingered there, occasionally slipping in just enough to send a wave of pleasure through her.

“Please…” she begged softly, turning to meet his mischievous gaze. “Stop teasing me.”

Zoren smirked, leaning closer until his chin rested on her shoulder. “I’m not teasing you.”

His response only made her frown, though she didn’t break eye contact. Biting her lip, she gave him a pleading look.

“Please?” she whispered, her voice soft and full of need. “I need it. I need you.”

“Now?”

“Mhm.”

“Here?” His teasing tone returned as he leaned in to whisper in her ear. “Your wish is always my command, my love. Tell me where, how fast, how slow, and when you want to come.”

Huh?

Penny wanted to question him, but right now, her priorities lay elsewhere. The tension in her core was unbearable, and the only way to release it was with his help.

“Put it in,” she whispered breathlessly, locking eyes with him. “And kiss me.”

Zoren’s grin widened. “I like it when you’re as desperate for me as I am for you.”

He leaned in and captured her lips. At the same time, his finger finally slid down, slipping into her entrance with no resistance. Penny’s moan echoed against his lips, muffled by his kiss, as her body trembled in response.