Emma's eyes were filled with grievance tears, making her appear pitiful.
Owen fixed his eyes on her and intended to see how far this woman could go.
"Owen!" Emma made an attempt to turn him on. Her warm breath tickled his ear as her red lips pressed against his face. "How long has it been since we last had s*x?"
"A month."
"No. It's been forty-two days."
Emma remembered it vividly because she adored him.
"Really?" Owen inquired, a faint smile on his face. He then lowered his head and gazed at her tender fingers. "Do you want to have s*x?"
Emma was flushed. Despite the fact that she did not speak, her actions told him the answer.
She'd already removed his shirt and was sitting on his legs. Her skin appeared quite fair due to the red silk pajamas she was wearing.
She sat on his priv
