Creak~ Creak~ Creak~
Even though the king sized bed that was made from a hundred years old spiritual wood to withstand any pressure, it was still creaking loudly as if it would break at any moment.
Even the sound of drizzling outside couldn't mask the loud creaking of the bed and Iris's lewd moans.
The bed was a complete mess, its cover sticky and soaked with their mixed cum. The smell of sex filled the entire room.
Lucian lay on his back, his hands squeezing and rubbing oil across Iris's milky-white skin as she rode him.
The jasmine oil glistened as it spread over her curves, making her entire body slick to the touch.
Droplets of oil mixed with sweat ran down the valley between her breasts, pooling at her navel before trickling lower.