I let him slip the qipao from my shoulders, revealing the embroidered silk underdress beneath.
"Winnie..." Anthony's throat tightened, his voice husky with need.
His lips captured mine in a searing kiss, demanding and possessive. Just as he positioned himself between my thighs, ready to claim me, I pressed a hand against him.
Anthony's eyes darkened with fury.
"Winnie? Do you want to be punished?"
My fingers traced the hard length of his arousal as I whispered breathlessly.
"Anthony—I don't want to serve both you and Ethan. Just you. Only you. Please?"
Not waiting for his reply, I guided him inside me, drawing a ragged groan from his lips.
He moved with slow, deliberate strokes, his breath hot against my ear.
"You despised me before. Why this change? Trying to stir trouble between
