Chapter 14 - Show me what is rightfully mine (R-18) (1/2)

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This sudden kiss frightened her. Lei Zhao whispered softly in her ears, ”Close your eyes.”

His thin lips nibbled on Yan Mei's earlobe and he breathed lightly beside her ear. A few seconds later, Yan Mei's entire ear turned red and she felt a little itchy.

Lei Zhao's gentle and low voice sounded in her ear. ”Wife, should we consummate our marriage?” he asked and tilted his head to the side to see her reaction. His eyes narrowed on her as if searching out the answer for himself.

Yan Mei's body stiffened for a second before nodding. To be precise, tonight was her wedding night and she wanted to enjoy herself.

Unconsciously, Yan Mei's delicate and slender hands gently outlined his neck. This gesture undoubtedly gave Lei Zhao the encouragement that he needed.

He traced his thumb over her mouth and said roughly, ”Wifey, I want to see you.”

With trembling fingers, she reached for the buttons of her white shirt. It took several attempts, but she still managed to open it. With his gaze on her, she slipped it off. She felt the breeze of air on her bare shoulders, the top of her b.r.e.a.s.ts, and stomach.

”Wife, you're gorgeous,” he rasped, ”so f.u.c.k.i.n.g gorgeous and you're all mine. Everything is mine. Come here,” he beckoned.

When Yan Mei reached him, she stretched up on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his. The softness of her b.r.e.a.s.ts brushed against his chest and he felt her n.i.p.p.l.es swell with desire.

Her delicate fingers  lightly pulled his h.i.p.s towards her. She felt his stiffening c.o.c.k press against her abdomen and she blushed profusely.

Yan Mei reminded herself that she was married to Lei Zhao now. He was her and so there was nothing to be shy about. She wasn't really a saint when she was with her ex. He had groomed her to be his little wildcat, so she already knew a lot about s.e.x. The fact that she hadn't been in close contact with a guy made her a little nervous though. Adjusting her mentality, her body relaxed and began to enjoy this.

”Wife, I didn't know you were this eager,” Lei Zhao's teasing made her relax more and she began to get lost in her desire.

Lei Zhao must have sensed her extreme desire because he lifted her off the floor and carried her to the bed.

Lei Zhao stripped her of her bra, baring her to him. His big hands moved to her b.r.e.a.s.ts, cupping her and molding her to his pleasure and hers.

She grasped his shoulders and clung to him. She completely lost her ability to think. He lowered his head to kiss her neck, jawlines, ears, and shoulders. Yan Mei closed her eyes as he sucked, licked, and drew his sensual lips and tongue on her skin.

Yan Mei shivered when she felt his hot breath on her thighs. She looked up and met his gaze.

”Wife, let me worship you. You deserve to be worshipped.” He swept his lips across her stomach, as he licked her belly button. ”Please give me permission to worship you.”

Even though Lei Zhao was on the brink of losing control, there was no way he was going to continue without her permission.

”Yes,” she breathed, holding the bedsheet tightly. Hearing a firm answer, Lei Zhao smiled and yanked her panties off.

Lei Zhao slid down, licking every inch of her. Reaching her thighs, he buried his face between her thing and saw that she was already dripping wet with desire.

He sn.a.k.e.d his tongue on the surface of her p.u.s.s.y until he found her swollen p.u.s.s.y lips, then he licked up and down the length of her slit.

Yan Mei spread her thighs wide apart, then she reached down and used her fingers to pull her p.u.s.s.y lips apart. Lei Zhao buried his thick tongue deep inside her.