Chapter 16 The First "Tutoring" - This Man Says No!
"Honey, my chest hurts today too."
"Could you rub it for me?"
Jiang Wu's voice was like a cat's claw with a hook, scratching at Qin Lie's heart.
What's even more dangerous is her actions.
She grabbed his large hand and pressed it against her soft skin without any restraint.
Qin Lie felt as if he was holding not a woman's body, but the feel of rubber clay.
That astonishing softness surged through his palms and fiercely coursed throughout his entire body.
His mind went blank, and all sounds and images vanished.
All that remained was the incredible softness under my palm and the thunderous heartbeat.
His Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably as he swallowed something that wasn't even there.
The beast within him, which he had imprisoned with his steely will for twenty-six years, finally broke free of its chains at this moment.
“Jiang Wu…”
He practically spat out those two words through clenched teeth, his voice as hoarse as a raging wind in the Gobi Desert.
He tried to pull his hand back.
He wanted to push her away.
He wanted to escape the room that had completely taken him out of control.
However, his body completely betrayed his will.
The hand she was holding didn't pull away; instead, the fingers unconsciously curled up slightly.
Through that thin layer of fabric, he could clearly feel a deeper level of softness.
"boom!"
Qin Lie's world has completely collapsed.
Reason, morality, discipline... all those things ingrained in his bones since childhood were burned to ashes at this moment.
"husband……"
Jiang Wu saw that his eyes were bloodshot and his breathing was heavy. He looked like he wanted to eat someone but was desperately trying to hold back. She knew that the time was right.
She released her grip on the back of his hand, then stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck like a beautiful snake.
She tilted her head back, her large, watery eyes filled with a mist that could drown a person.
Her lips were slightly parted, like ripe cherries, waiting to be picked.
"Do you want it too?" she whispered in her ear.
Every word was like a drop of boiling oil, seeping into Qin Lie's heart, which was already ablaze with fury.
Qin Lie did not answer.
Or rather, he was no longer able to answer.
His mind was blank; all his thoughts were occupied by his most primal instincts.
He looked at the magnified, innocent yet alluring little face before him, at those two red lips that opened and closed, exuding a fatal temptation, and could no longer resist.
He lowered his head and forcefully silenced that incessant little mouth.
This kiss was completely different from the last one.
Last time it was her initiative, tinged with naivety and tentativeness; this time it was his plunder, brimming with a wildness and domineering nature that had been suppressed for too long.
There was no gentleness whatsoever, let alone any skill. It was like a wolf that had been starving for too long finally finding its prey, with a ferocity that seemed intent on devouring her alive.
"Hmm..."
Jiang Wu was caught off guard by his sudden and rough kiss.
She could feel how hot his thin lips were, so hot it felt like they could burn her very soul.
His aura became extremely aggressive. That mixture of sweat and masculine scent enveloped her, leaving her nowhere to escape.
Jiang Wu's heart started beating faster, and her body began to go limp uncontrollably.
Although she is a demoness from the Hehuan Sect, she is a novice when it comes to practical combat experience.
All her theoretical knowledge seemed so pale and powerless in the face of Qin Lie, this completely out-of-control lion.
She could only reach out and hug his neck tighter, awkwardly responding to his kiss.
Her compliance acted as a catalyst, driving Qin Lie even more insane.
He was no longer satisfied with mere lingering words.
He rolled over with her in his arms and pinned her beneath him.
The not-so-spacious wooden bed creaked under the weight of the bed.
Qin Lie's hands, as if carrying fire, roamed all over her body, igniting a raging inferno wherever they touched.
He ripped open the buttons on her simple blue cloth dress, his movements rough and urgent.
When his large, calloused hands, hardened from years of holding guns, first touched her skin, which was as smooth as fine silk, he trembled violently.
It was an ultimate tactile sensation he had never experienced before.
Soft, smooth, warm... it was so wonderful that he almost cried.
He thought he would be nervous and at a loss.
But in reality, when he actually touched her, he seemed to know many things on his own.
That is the most primal instinct engraved in a man's bones and blood.
The temperature inside the room rose higher and higher, and the air became thick and ambiguous.
Outside the window, the moonlight was like water, casting a clear glow through the window frame; inside the room, however, there was a sense of romance and passion.
The woman's sobs and the man's heavy breathing intertwined, composing a symphony of life that was both primal and moving.
The night is still long.
For Qin Lie, this was the longest and most insane night of his life.
It was as if he had opened the door to a completely new world, behind which lay endless depravity and obsession.
He finally understood what the book meant by "a land of gentle pleasures" and "a tomb of heroes."
He thought that he was probably really going to be ruined by this woman for the rest of his life, and he was willing to do so.
...
I don't know how much time passed, but the sky outside the window began to turn a pale white, and the storm inside the house finally subsided.
Qin Lie lay on the bed, staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar roof beams above his head.
His mind was still somewhat dazed. His body felt completely drained, exhausted and weary, yet his spirits were unusually high.
The woman who had driven him to lose control all night was lying next to him.
Jiang Wu was already asleep.
She nestled in his arms like a contented kitten. Her long eyelashes cast a small, fan-like shadow beneath her eyes, and her cheeks still bore the alluring flush of passion. Her lips were slightly pouting, red and full, as if he had ravaged them for too long.
Looking at her unguarded sleeping face, Qin Lie felt a surge of tenderness fill the hardest part of his heart.
He reached out, wanting to touch her face like before, but stopped halfway through.
He saw the ambiguous red scratch marks on his arms and chest.
That was her "masterpiece" left behind in a moment of passion.
Qin Lie's face flushed red again.
The crazy images from last night flooded back into his mind uncontrollably.
Her crying, her pleas for mercy, her initiative, her compliance... every scene was like a heavy hammer blow, striking his heart hard, making him excited and his mouth dry.
"Fairy..."
He uttered those two words from his throat, his voice carrying a hint of doting affection and helplessness that even he himself was unaware of.
He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead.
This kiss was no longer one of plunder and punishment, but rather one tinged with a delicate tenderness.
Jiang Wu seemed to sense something in her sleep.
She smacked her lips, snuggled closer to him, found a more comfortable position, and let out a soft, indistinct murmur.
"husband……"
Qin Lie's heart instantly melted.
He held her in his arms and closed his eyes.
never mind.
Well, if we've already lost, so be it.
This woman is his lawfully wedded wife; it's only natural for them to do these things.
He, Qin Lie, will take responsibility for her.
lifetime.
P.S.: I don't know what to post...
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com