Sponsor System: Harem With Infinite Money-Chapter 71: Adultery

The door of the private room was closed—a signal laden with ambiguity for inebriated men and women, especially the young and vibrant.

Women naturally tended to show off, and Lyla was no exception; she snapped photos of the expensive dishes laid out on the table.

Ryan watched as Lyla’s beautiful breasts swayed enticingly with every movement, his heart warming at the sight of her alluring cleavage.

"Lyla, come over to my side and take pictures. The lighting here is better," he said.

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It was an excuse so feeble that anyone with eyes could see through it. Nevertheless, Lyla readily agreed and sat down beside Ryan. Instead of continuing with her pictures, she set her phone aside.

Raising her glass, her face flushed with wine, she coqueted, "Brother Ryan, I feel like I’m dreaming now. The food here is so delicious."

"Really? But you should be the most delicious one right now!"

"Hehe, then where does Brother Ryan think I smell the best?"

"Then we have to give it a try."

Ryan embraced her unceremoniously and kissed her with a wicked smile. Obediently, Lyla closed her eyes as their lips met.

Her soft, petite mouth exuded a special fragrance; as their kiss deepened, she actively opened her mouth, offering her tender tongue and teasingly licking his.

At that point, why bother eating? Ryan held her close and guided her to sit on his lap. With deliberate ease, he pulled down the zipper on the back of her skirt, unhooking the straps from her shoulders and arms.

As he slid down her tube top, her beautiful C-cup breasts emerged—round and plump like freshly baked steamed buns, exquisitely white and tender. Her areola was almost imperceptible, and her nipple, small and red like a bean, boasted a delicate pink hue.

"You don’t even wear a bra; are you deliberately trying to seduce me?" he remarked.

The kiss nearly overwhelmed her, leaving her face in a daze. Ryan then kissed her face and gently licked her ears, while his hands naturally caressed her lovely breasts.

They fit perfectly in his hands—delightfully soft and wonderfully elastic when fondled.

In a daze, Lyla moaned, turned to kiss him again, and stroked Ryan’s body with her soft hands as she panted,

"I just want to seduce you... I’m so jealous of Tina. How can she be worthy of Brother Ryan’s love?"

"Brother Ryan, we have known each other for so long, and I have secretly fallen in love with you."

"But you never see me that way—only Tina..."

"I don’t want to deceive myself anymore. Even if I can’t compare to Tina in your heart, I still want to pursue my own happiness."

While kissing her passionately, Ryan kneaded her full breasts without hesitation and began to pinch her small nipples with his fingers.

It was clear these sensitive areas quickened her breath. Such an affectionate yet ambiguous confession was enough to satisfy a man’s vanity.

After another passionate French kiss, Lyla turned around and nestled in Ryan’s arms, facing him. Her skirt was lifted, revealing her warm and soft little vagina pressing against his gradually hardening penis through her panties.

With a pitiful expression, Lyla murmured, "Brother Ryan, I know you like Tina, and I also know that Yana is pursuing you."

"I know I’m not as pretty as them, so I don’t dare to dream of being your girlfriend."

"But I don’t want to suppress myself anymore. As long as Brother Ryan can accept me, I’ll be willing to be your secret lover."

This was a strategic retreat—a necessary step to establish a relationship before any real contest of affections could begin.

Puffing out her chest, she presented her tender breasts to Ryan, who naturally cradled them in one hand and continued to knead them without hesitation. He stuck out his tongue and began to lick her swollen, hard little nipples.

Ryan hummed vaguely, "So you will hide it from Tina, right?"

Lyla looked aggrieved yet composed and replied, "Yes, even though I know that Brother Ryan likes Tina, it doesn’t affect my feelings for you. Of course, I won’t complicate things for Brother Ryan if I like you."

Once a woman employs her little tricks to please a man, she can indeed make him feel like an emperor.

Ryan smiled proudly as he took one of her small nipples into his mouth and sucked on it. Using both hands, he caressed her thighs. Her beautiful legs—pink, tender, and soft—appeared incredibly seductive in her short skirt.

Lyla moaned and trembled, wrapping her arms around Ryan’s head passionately. He alternated between sucking her delicate nipples, caressing her thighs, lifting her skirt, and placing his hands on her buttocks.

Through her thin panties, he rubbed her soft buttocks without restraint, the sensation undeniably pleasurable.

His penis quickly became engorged, and after several caresses, Ryan was far from satisfied. He embraced her tightly and adjusted his position. While still licking her breasts, he trembled as he removed her sexy little panties.

Her pubic hair had been carefully managed, leaving only a hint of fluff that looked pink and sexy. Her vagina was plump and beautiful—a sight that evoked an irresistible desire to savor its allure.

Just then, Tina’s cell phone suddenly rang. When she saw the name "Henry" on the screen, she frowned and immediately dismissed it. Yet the caller persisted, and the mood was abruptly disrupted. "Answer it—what if something urgent comes up!!"

Ryan smiled lasciviously. Although Lyla knew that this man harbored ill intentions, she still sought to please the man before her. Rolling her eyes charmingly, she answered the phone, "Henry, what do you want to do?"

Whether intentional or not, she even activated the speakerphone. At that moment, Ryan wrapped his arms around her from behind, one hand caressing her breasts while the other spread her legs.

Lyla cooperated obediently, spreading her pink legs and exposing her most intimate area entirely for the man on the other end.

Her pink, tender vagina was extremely smooth—reminiscent of a delicious steamed bun with a pink slit set in white flesh. Faintly, one could see the tender flesh of her vagina wriggling, while the overflowing love fluid sparkled like crystal, exuding intense temptation.