These past two days without seeing Fangfang, I missed her terribly, like a lover in the heat of passion. I sought her frantically, embracing and k!ssing her deeply. I even lifted the hem of her skirt, longing to possess her right there in the car.
“Xiao Nan, Xiao Nan, don’t rush,” Fangfang said, tense and anxious, pushing me away.
“What is it?” I panted heavily.
“Are we really going to do it in the car?” Fangfang’s face flushed crimson with shyness.
“Then where? A hotel?” I asked hurriedly.
I was too impatient; I had waited so long for this moment. The instant I returned from my business trip, I drove straight back, desperate to be with her.
“No hotel; what if someone we know sees us?” Fangfang said quickly.
“Then let’s drive somewhere secluded,” I suggested.
“Mm.” Fangfang agreed softly.
Seeing her consent, I started the car and drove off. Ten minutes later, we stopped in a deserted wilderness on the outskirts.
No soul was around. After turning off the engine, only moonlight remained. I gestured for Fangfang to join me in the back seat.
Once seated together, I finally grasped her soft hand.
I had waited so long for this. Being alone with Fangfang tonight was something I had dreamed of day and night.
“Xiao Nan, I missed you too. I’ve long wanted to give myself to you,” Fangfang whispered. She slowly removed her outer garment, making my breathing quicken.
So full and beautifully fair. I reacted instantly. Though she still wore her bra, my excitement was undeniable.
“Sister-in-law, you’re breathtaking,” I said, throat tight, pulling her into my arms.
Holding such a beauty close filled me with joy. My hands began caressing her b00bs, yearning to claim their intoxicating fullness.
“Xi-Xiao Nan, hurry,” Fangfang urged impatiently.
I k!ssed her deeply, savoring her sweetness. Just as I moved to remove her leather skirt and fully claim her, her phone rang.
“Sister-in-law, turn it off. Tonight, no interruptions,” I said urgently, k!ssing her neck.
“No, it’s your cousin’s video call,” Fangfang replied.
My expression darkened. How could this happen?
“What do we do? If he sees you’re out, will he suspect?” I asked.
“Wait.” Fangfang straightened her cl0thes, stepped out of the car, and answered a short distance away.
A few minutes later, she returned.
“How was it?” I asked.
“Xiao Nan, I have to go home now. Your cousin said if he doesn’t see me in ten minutes, he’ll come looking,” Fangfang said anxiously.
“What? Is he insane?” I exclaimed.
“You know how paranoid he is. He’s terrified I’ll cuckold him,” Fangfang continued.
“What a b*stard—sleeping around himself yet suspecting his own fiancée,” I said furiously.
With a fiancée as stunning as Fangfang, my cousin still chased w0men elsewhere. No wonder she had given up on him. If not for the two-million debt, she would never marry him. To me, this marriage was nothing but a transaction.
If only I had two million, or had met Fangfang first, she wouldn’t have fallen into his clutches.
Though I felt this way, I still drove her home.
“Xiao Nan, I’m going in. Drive safely,” Fangfang said reluctantly at the door.
“Mm.” I nodded, watching her enter the complex.
Only after she vanished from sight did I turn the car around. Midway, unable to contain myself, I slammed on the brakes, pulled over, and struck the steering wheel hard.
Fury had nowhere to go. I opened my phone, scrolled through Fangfang’s WeChat album—her beautiful face, her alluring figure—and sighed.
I had thought tonight we would finally be together, yet my cousin’s call ruined everything. Dejected, I was about to drive home when a message appeared.
“Xiao Nan, are you home yet?”
Fangfang.
I replied instantly: “Not yet. I miss you so much. After tomorrow, you’ll be married. I can’t bear it.”
“I miss you too, but I’m home now. I can’t leave again—if your cousin calls, it’s over,” she explained.
“Are you alone? Should I come over?”
For some reason, I felt if I didn’t have her tonight, I never would. I had to seize the chance.
“Yes, I’m alone. Dad went to play mahjong,” Fangfang replied.
“Which unit and floor? I’m coming now,” I said, heart leaping.
“Building 3, Room 201. Come quickly, but you must leave by eleven—Dad might return,” she warned.
“Got it!”
I floored it, parked outside the complex, and slipped quietly into her home.
It was an older two-bedroom apartment in an aging neighborhood. The moment I stepped into the living room, Fangfang threw her arms around me tightly.
I locked the security door, and we fell into a passionate k!ss.
“Xiao Nan, we’re together again,” Fangfang said, eyes glistening with emotion.
“Let’s go to your room,” I urged.
She nodded, leading me by the hand into her bedroom.
Once inside, I closed the door and took her in.
Fangfang had showered; her hair was still damp. She wore a pink nightdress, her fair legs fully exposed, setting me ablaze.
“Xiao Nan, we don’t have much time—let’s not waste it,” she whispered, climbing onto the bed.
I stripped off my cl0thes and joined her.
Up close, I held her softness, caressed her full a$$, then rolled over, pinning her beneath me.
“Xi-Xiao Nan… give it to me,” Fangfang breathed, eyes hazy, cheeks flushed, the scent of her body wash intoxicating.
I lifted her nightdress and pressed myself against her.
We tangled together, arms locked tight, utterly fulfilled in that moment.
“Sister-in-law, let me love you properly now,” I rasped, parched with desire.
Fangfang bit her lip, breathing fast, gazing up at me.