The Fragrance of My Hot Patients

"Don’t... He... he’s still watching."

Lin Xiaowei’s face flushed red as she struggled with all her might.

But she was too weak to resist for more than a few seconds before she had to watch helplessly as his scorching hand slipped past her collar.

Chenyang brazenly kneaded her soft breasts, his lips close to Lin Xiaowei’s ear as he breathed, "Isn’t it more exciting when someone’s watching?"

"Mmph..."

On the bed, Li Qiang watched the scene unfold, feeling like he was about to lose his mind.

He had coveted Lin Xiaowei, his goddess, for years.

Back in school, Lin Xiaowei only had eyes for Chenyang, so he had gone to great lengths to destroy everything Chenyang had.

After graduation, he’d thought that working at a hospital would give him plenty of opportunities to sleep with Lin Xiaowei. He never expected disaster to strike on his very first day.

Just as he had fallen into utter despair, his mother had brought Lin Xiaowei home and told him they could get married.

When he learned he could marry Lin Xiaowei, Li Qiang had been absolutely ecstatic. His very first thought had been to invite Chenyang to the wedding, just so he could humiliate him to his face.

But now, Chenyang was here.

And Li Qiang was the one being humiliated!

Watching the goddess he had pursued for years, the woman he was just about to have for himself, being held in Chenyang’s arms and groped so brazenly, Li Qiang felt a knife twist in his heart.

He raged impotently, letting out guttural, muffled cries.

Perhaps his fury was too great. After struggling for a few moments, his strength vanished, and he passed out cold.

Seeing him suddenly go still, Lin Xiaowei panicked. "He... he isn’t dead, is he?"

"He’s not dead, just unconscious."

"Good."

"Not good."

Chenyang shook his head. He took a tube of wasabi oil from his black bag and smeared some under Li Qiang’s nose.

The intense stimulus jolted Li Qiang awake instantly, tears streaming down his face.

While this was happening, Chenyang had already pushed Lin Xiaowei to the bedside.

"I told you I was going to take your beautiful bride right in front of you. And until I’m done, you don’t get to sleep, you don’t get to pass out, and you definitely don’t get to die!"

"Nnngh, no..."

RIIIP!~

As Li Qiang thrashed his head back and forth, Chenyang tore a long rip in the thin gauze of her wedding dress.

Then, his hand slipped beneath her bodice.

Her soft breast fit easily into his palm.

’So soft!’

’So big!’

He kneaded it back and forth; the feel of it in his hand was absolutely incredible.

Chenyang glanced at the furious yet helpless Li Qiang. He then lowered his head, his lips tracing a path across Lin Xiaowei’s cheek before stopping at her pale, delicate earlobe, which he took into his mouth to gently nibble.

"Ngh~!"

Lin Xiaowei was already sensitive, and with Chenyang now teasing two of her most sensitive spots, she couldn’t help but let out a soft moan.

Chenyang kissed her passionately, sucking gently.

His restless hand slowly roamed downward from her chest.

He quickly lifted the hem of her dress, his fingers caressing her pale, smooth legs before quietly slipping between them.

"Chen... Chenyang, don’t..."

"Heh. Your panties are already soaked through. Is there any need to keep playing innocent?"

"No... he’s right here, and besides... Ah~!"

Just as Lin Xiaowei was trying to dissuade him, his hot fingers suddenly plunged into her slick, pink folds.

While it was nothing compared to Chenyang’s actual member, in this situation, an electric thrill still shot through Lin Xiaowei’s entire body. Her delicate frame trembled, and she couldn’t help but moan.

Chenyang gave her no chance to breathe. His fingers moved in and out, teasing her, while his other hand quickly undid his belt.

As his pants dropped, Lin Xiaowei clearly felt something hard and scorching hot press against her from behind.

She knew what it was.

She had experienced its formidable power for herself just yesterday.

The thought of experiencing the pleasure it could bring once more filled her with a mixture of shame and anticipation.

She even found herself unconsciously arching her full, round bottom.

Seeing this, Chenyang chuckled mockingly. "You little slut. You must be dying for it, right?"

"I... I..."

"I know you want it. And I’m about to give it to you!"

Seeing Chenyang guide his erection forward, ready to enter her, Li Qiang, on the bed, reached the peak of his fury.

Muffled screams escaped his lips as he thrashed his body with all his might.

But his actions, far from stopping Chenyang, only served to excite him even more.

He nibbled on Lin Xiaowei’s earlobe and taunted, "I bet you never imagined the three of us would be reunited like this, did you?"

As Chenyang continued to arouse her, Lin Xiaowei’s beautiful eyes grew hazy with lust.

Desire drove her, making her desperate for him, but when her eyes met Li Qiang’s furious, helpless gaze, she was overcome with shame.

After a moment’s hesitation, she simply turned her head away.

"Look at him. Don’t you dare look away!"

He barked the order, pushing Lin Xiaowei forward slightly. He then gripped one of her round buttocks, slid his massive erection back and forth a few times through her slick wetness, and then powerfully thrust inside...