The CEO’s Wife Is A Demon God’s Daughter

After arriving at his Condo Unit, Tristan immediately pulled Zhen-Zhen with him, going inside the house. The moment they entered the room, Tristan closed the door and locked it.

*Bam*

*Click*

Then he pushed her back on the door, trapping her with both hands while looking at her intently.

"My Angel is becoming bad, teasing me and making me jealous on purpose," Tristan mumbled softly while his face was inching closer to her.

"She needs punishment… for being bad," Tristan added, almost a whisper. His eyes were now focused on her pink delicate lips.

Zhen-Zhen could only bite her lower lip. Her heart started to race with excitement and anticipation.

Badum! Badum! Badum!

Tristan's closeness was making her heartbeat race even faster. She felt like he was already undressing her with his penetrating gaze. His scorching hazel eyes filled with love and desire for her.

After a few seconds, Tristan's lips were already brushing hers. He was now the one biting and nibbling on her lower lip. 

It was a soft lingering kiss. Tristan was taking his time to taste every corner of her lips both lower and upper lip, not entering her mouth yet. This was a kind of kiss that began softly and slowly gaining passion, igniting the flame of desire in both of them.

"So sweet…" Tristan murmured softly in between their kisses.

Zhen-Zhen was also enjoying the attention Tristan was giving her on her lips. He gently bit her lower lip, sucking her as if he was thirsty for her.

The sound of wet lips smashing and crushing each other reverberated amidst the silence inside the house.

Tristan's movement was very sensual. He repeated his action for several minutes, just kissing and tasting her lips.

Then his hands started to move, one was cupping her face while the other was cupping and kneading her breast against the soft material of her uniform.

Tristan became more aroused and excited just thinking that Zhen-Zhen was still wearing her school uniform. That image was quite tempting and it made him difficult to control himself.

Soft moans escaped Zhen-Zhen's mouth. She slid her hands around his neck for support. Tristan's touch and lingering kiss were making her limp and weak on her knees.

Tristan continued kissing her passionately as he started to unbutton her blouse.

'Hmmm, is this really my punishment for being bad? Tristan is good at giving me punishment. I like it.' Zhen-Zhen thought to herself.

After successfully unbuttoning her blouse, Tristan slid the bra strap down, softly kissing her neck... trailing kisses down her shoulder. He unclasped her bra next, letting her blouse and bra fall on the floor.

"Wifey… don't blame me for doing this… This is your fault. You said… you wanted to see what would be my reaction. This is me when I'm acting very jealous." Tristan murmured in her ear.

Zhen-Zhen could only nod her head and bite her lower lip. Tristan brought his lips on her breast, licking and sucking them. One hand was gently squeezing her soft breast while his free hand started caressing her thigh.

Soon, he slid his hand under her skirt, rubbing her thigh and moving up to her most precious. He rubbed her core through her panties. Zhen-Zhen moaned again as his hand invaded her most private part, probing and checking her wetness.

Zhen-Zhen's body was reacting to him. She was now soaking wet down there, ready for him.

'Damn! I want to take her right here right now,' Tristan cursed himself as he was thinking of claiming her in this kind of position while they were still at the entrance of his house.

This was the first time he felt this kind of yearning for a girl. Only Zhen-Zhen could do this to him. She was driving him nuts. She was so addicting. He quickly removed her skirts and underwear, pulling them down her ankles.

Zhen-Zhen was breathing heavily, her blue eyes staring at his hazel eyes. She was now naked, her sexy and hot body was exposed to him.

He pulled his pants down, freeing his manhood on its cover. He didn't care anymore if he was still wearing upper clothes. 

He pressed his forehead on hers, saying "Wifey, you are mine… Mine Alone. Understand?"

Zhen-Zhen nodded her head and said, "Yes, hubby."

When he heard her response, Tristan could no longer contain himself. He lifted her up, wrapping her legs around his waist while pressing her against the main door. He couldn't wait further. He was really turned on. He wanted to possess her soon.

He pulled her close again, kissing her lips while positioning his erection forward to enter her. He inserted himself inside her, thrusting his hips forward. He began ramming into her but he broke the kiss when he recalled what Zhen-Zhen told him a while ago. 

Then he decided to ask her again. "What do you like most… Liam's emerald eyes or my hazel eyes, Wifey?" His scorching hazel eyes full of desire were looking straight into her clear blue eyes.

Tristan thrust harder as Zhen-Zhen's statement about her liking Liam's emerald eyes replayed in his memory. Though he knew that Zhen-Zhen said it on purpose to make him jealous, he was still upset about it.

She held onto his shoulders for support. A fluttering sensation surged in her stomach as Tristan continued thrusting in and out of her.

"Y-you… Aah...y-your hazel eyes…Aah... h-hubby," Zhen-Zhen responded to him with difficulty as her whole body and mind were already covered by overwhelming pleasure.

Tristan flashed his triumphant smile after hearing her response. He was very satisfied with her answer. Because of that, Tristan's thrust became a little bit harder, and faster, pressing their bodies together.

Zhen-Zhen moaned loudly. Tristan could feel that her muscles were contracting inside her, squeezing his manhood tightly. She was closer and closer to reaching her climax. He claimed her lips once again, kissing her ardently and leaving them both breathless.

Soon, the pleasant sensation took over them. Zhen-Zhen was moaning while Tristan was groaning as they both came together.