33 What Lovers Do (2/2)
He pulled himself away, taking his warmth with him. She burrowed against his chest, as if she was in great pain from his rejection. She knew exactly what to say to get under his skin, ”You can't?”
Khan Bojing sighed heavily in defeat as he pushed her onto the bed. ”I won't hesitate to take you with me if you get pregnant.” Before he lost himself completely, he sincerely added, ”If we have a child together, you're marrying me. No complaints, no arguing. I won't be considerate of your opinion.”
He breathed heavily above her, his eyes searching through the pool of darkness for her soul before he ventured further. His stare shut off any retorts she thought of. Lying was her second nature, she could do it smoothly without flaw but for sure her voice would surely betray her tonight. Li Wei suddenly felt as if she had provoked the wrong person.
The gentleman she had seen so far was gone, a wild man now in his palce. If it was any other man, she would've been devoured by now, but only this fool waited for her answer. No doubt he wouldn't hesitate to push her off the bed if she didn't give a clear consent to what they were about to do. She didn't trust herself to speak so she gave a meek nod. No intentions whatsoever of keeping her promise, but what he didn't know wouldn't hurt him.
His arm reached out to pull the curtains around the bed to a close. Then, in that space in which was only between him and her, she became the focus of his eyes. Li Wei wrapped her arms around his neck as he gave her a trail of kisses from her collarbone and upwards onto the hollow of her neck. A fluttery feeling passed through her stomach. Her breath hitched and her voice came out in a husky whisper, ”T-Tai.”
When his lips reached her earlobe, he paused and nibbled playfully with his teeth. She couldn't help but squirmed from the ticklish touch. In between her giggles, she managed to say, ”Tai, you're tickling me.”
”Call me Yebai.”
”Uh?” Li Wei became still, trying to figure out if this was a fetish he had. Yebai? This stable boy had another name? His face was full of expectations for her to follow this request. Usually, she wouldn't listen to him, she would do the opposite of whatever he asked. In their intimate position, she betrayed herself, ”Yebai...”
”What did you call me?” His low voice was dangerously low, lightly laced with a hint of lust.
The changes in his voice didn't escape her notice, but she wasn't scared. Instead, she couldn't take his ticklish action anymore and she broke into laughter. Her toes curled from his endless teasing. She said his name with confidence,”Yebai.”
”Say it again,” He requested.
”Yebai.” Happiness sparked in his eyes when she said his name. Ah, his weakness. Finally she stumbled upon one of his weaknesses. She moved her lips to his ear and called his name again in a sweeter tone, ”Yebai.”
A grin spread across his face and his dimples came out dancing before he swept her up in a passionate kiss. Their third kiss. When their lips touched, he sincerely savored her taste... like she would never appear in front of him again. Desperately, but still patient enough to take his time. She gradually melted under him. The kiss he initiated was even sweeter than the one she stole from him... Heaven's forbidden fruit willingly offered himself for her to enjoy, at least for now.
One of his hand cradled her head and the other held onto her chin, bringing her as close to him as possible. She was lost in pleasure as their tongues interwined. Her arms wrapped around him, her lips kissed him back, her breasts touched his chest, and her entrance brushed against his hardness.
Never in her life had she been treated with so much care. The way he caressed her, the way he touched her, even the way he gazed at her... She felt contented... She felt as if he wanted to shower her with utmost care in the most thorough ways. On this fated night they immersed themselves in a particularly sweet flavor that belonged solely to the night-time, a delicacy shared and kept between lovers.