Chapter 36: Still Wanting More
With experience, Ji Ling was no longer as reckless as the first time.
He wasn't in such a hurry, but rather savored the moment slowly, indulging in each other's breath.
The rain pattered against the windowpane, its rhythm sometimes fast, sometimes slow, providing accompaniment to their struggle.
Xia Li slowly opened her eyes in a daze. In the dim light, she tried hard to see his face clearly. With a dazed look, she focused her gaze and gently touched his chin with trembling fingers to wipe away the sweat.
Ji Ling's eyes widened slightly, his expression one of shock. He remained silent, then took her hands and held them in his warm palms. He leaned down to deepen the kiss, communicating with his lips and teeth.
Lust, lust.
Xia Li turned his head slightly, almost imperceptibly.
If you were to say she liked Ji Ling, her first thought would still be to refute it. Reason tells her that her feelings for Ji Ling are not liking, but rather lingering affection and guilt, which have nothing to do with liking.
But her body also felt desire for Ji Ling, yearning for a deeper connection, or perhaps a newer, more exciting experience…
Why is this happening?! It's so annoying! How can I explain this? Do I really like him? Do I admire him? As Xia Li responded to Ji Ling's passionate kiss, her eyes were fixed on his trembling eyelashes, and she was somewhat lost in thought.
She wondered what kind of feelings Ji Ling had for her. In Ji Ling's eyes, what category did she belong to? Was it love or lust? Or neither?
Before she could think further, Ji Ling gently bit her lower lip, without any pain or itch. After a while, his broad hand blocked her view, and he slightly pulled away, saying in a hoarse, deep voice, "Concentrate."
They even overlooked the fact that passion and desire are one word, and that passion and desire are inseparable.
After a night, I woke up the next day at noon.
Ji Ling lay on his side beside her, holding her in his arms. He was fast asleep, but a lingering desire remained in his eyes.
Xia Li opened his eyes groggily, hearing even breathing around him. The traces of last night were still faintly warm, indicating that he had not truly withdrawn from the afterglow and could not be ignored.
Xia Li curled her fingertips slightly, brushing aside the stray hairs on his forehead. Once again, her gaze was drawn to his handsome features. She intended to look at him only once and then look away, but her eyes lingered for a few more seconds.
Until those eyes suddenly opened, their dark pupils filled with moisture and a dangerous clarity.
She froze, and before she could pull away, Ji Ling pulled her into his arms again, their chests pressed tightly together, and she could only hear the beating of his heart and his heavy breathing.
"Still watching?" Ji Ling said in a low, husky voice, a faint smile playing on his lips.
Xia Li hurriedly shook her head, then nodded, unsure how to answer. She clenched her knuckles shyly, wanting to get up and avoid him, but Ji Ling grabbed her back. His hands cupped her cheeks, and his dry lips were moistened. A deeper, heavier kiss gradually stole her breath, and his warm palms and the reaction she had just woken up came at her at the same time.
She was forced to tilt her head back, her breath ragged, and groaned in response, "Didn't we just... have sex last night?"
Ji Ling lowered his eyes, his cool lips parted, then pressed against her neck again, saying with lingering desire, "But I still want more now."
Xia Li's cheeks flushed, and she immediately turned her head to avoid his burning gaze. At the same time, she reached out and pressed her hand against his chest, gently pushing him away. Her eyelashes trembled as she softly refused, "...No."
Ji Ling ignored her words, bent down slightly, and took the opportunity to capture her slender fingers with his lips, kissing them and making an ambiguous sound. He hugged her even tighter, almost pressing them together tightly, and looked up at her: "Just once."
Xia Li lowered her eyes and looked at the deep and shallow hickeys on her body, all traces of last night. She protested again in a low voice, "...Not even once."
After saying that, she ruthlessly distanced herself.
The connection was broken. Ji Ling paused, stared at her for two seconds, his breathing unusually heavy. Before she could speak, he sealed her lips with his, his touch a subtle probing, then naturally deepening in the next second.
After the kiss, their breaths mingled together.
Ji Ling leaned closer again and gently pecked her lips. His large, strong hand reached down and grasped her knuckles. He said in a deep voice, "Then help me."
Xia Li gently shook her head: "...No."
Ji Ling persisted: "Just once."
Xia Li still refused, repeating what she had said before: "...not even once."
Ji Ling replied matter-of-factly, "With my hands."
Xia Li didn't want to argue with him any longer, so she waved her hand and replied, "I'm tired."
Hearing this, Ji Ling lowered his eyes and coaxed, "It'll be quick."
soon.
Xia Li believed his lies and was so bewitched by his coaxing that she agreed as if possessed, and her hands were sore from the effort before it was over.
After it was all over, she lay on the hotel bed, took a deep breath, and stared blankly at the ceiling.
Ji Ling reached out and put his arm around her waist, resting his chin on her shoulder, his expression full of satisfaction after a good meal.
Xia Li snapped out of her daze and pushed him away, saying tactfully, "You said it before..."
Ji Ling pretended to be nonchalant, kissed her earlobe, pressed his lips to her neck, and sighed, "What did I say?"
"...You said you only wanted it once."
Ji Ling rarely makes large facial expressions, and even when he smiles, he never shows his teeth, but at this moment he couldn't help but speak out.
He had originally planned to take Xia Li with him to the shower room, but now it seemed that as long as Xia Li was by his side, his reason was like a kite with a broken string, drifting further and further away, and he couldn't think about anything.
The thought that Xia Li was also responding to him, and that it wasn't just his one-sided affection, made him extremely excited. His blood boiled, and he could only see her. He didn't want to care about anything else; he just wanted to be with her forever.
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia Li frowned and asked in confusion, "What are you laughing at?"
Ji Ling lowered his eyes and smoothed her hair. Seeing her seemingly innocent and easily provoked appearance, he knew that if he were to reveal his true thoughts, he would likely be ignored for a while. After thinking for a moment, he said in a somewhat irreverent tone, "I misheard you. I didn't say that."
Xia Li: "..."
As he expected, Xia Li blushed instantly, and the smile in his eyes deepened.
Xia Li's ears burned, she pursed her lips and said nothing, her eyes slightly red, she raised her eyes and stared at him.
Ji Ling's suppressed desire was reignited.
Xia Li stared straight at him, noticed his strangeness, and instantly understood. Her slightly parted lips couldn't utter a word. Somewhat resigned, she got up and distanced herself, stumbling alone to the washbasin.
Seeing this, Ji Ling also got up and followed behind her.
Xia Li couldn't ignore his burning body, and turned back with a helpless sigh, "Could you put on some clothes?"
Ji Ling tilted his head and lowered his eyes. Seeing that she dared not meet his gaze, he felt a pang of sadness. He took a step closer, cornered her, forced her to look at him, and asked with narrowed eyes, "Why?"
Xia Li slowly stepped back without answering him. She avoided his gaze, casually made up an excuse, and said in a soft tone, "I need to wash up. You can go out first."
Ji Ling didn't let go, grabbing her wrist and slowly rubbing his rough knuckles.
Xia Li wanted to push him away, but if she wanted to push him away, she would have to touch him. She could only struggle slightly, but unexpectedly, Ji Ling suddenly took advantage of the situation to pick her up with one hand, supporting her body with his strong elbow.
"Ji Ling..." she called out to him in a panic. Because she lost her balance, her hands braced against his chest, and she could feel his strong heartbeat.
"Don't you like it?" Ji Ling whispered meaningfully in her ear.
Xia Li was momentarily flustered, lowered her head, gently patted him, and said shyly:
"Put me down first."
"Do you like it?" Ji Ling ignored her words and asked directly again.
Xia Li felt the hands beneath her tighten their embrace. Looking at Ji Ling, who seemed determined to get an answer, she sighed helplessly and said, "I don't like it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ji Ling's expression darkened, and he loosened his grip on her. In order to steady herself, Xia Li had no choice but to wrap her arms around his neck and shoulders. Because of this slight movement, they were almost pressed together, with no distance between them.
Ji Ling turned his head slightly and said softly, "You like it?"
The ending note was particularly sticky.
Xia Li's heart pounded erratically. She breathed heavily and whispered, "Mmm... I like it. Can you put me down now?"
Ji Ling received the answer he wanted and responded softly before letting her go. He then lifted her onto the pool, his broad shoulders almost enveloping her, creating a very oppressive atmosphere in the small space.
The cold countertop and the aggressive gaze made Xia Li shiver. She didn't understand what Ji Ling meant. She couldn't help but think of last night. This man seemed to have inexhaustible energy and didn't want to stop for a moment... Realizing what she was thinking, she shook her head helplessly, trying to shake the thoughts out of her mind.
Her behavior seemed quite normal, but to Ji Ling, it contrasted sharply with her slender appearance. He couldn't help but kiss her moist lips again, the backs of his teeth gently brushing against hers, creating an exceptionally intimate moment.
Xia Li had no idea he would come again. Caught off guard, she was cornered with no room to move and could only gently tug at his arm, responding awkwardly.
The commotion lasted until almost evening, only stopping when the waiter brought the food. It felt like nothing had actually happened, yet the person seemed to resist while also feeling a bit unsatisfied.
After the meal, Xia Li sat on the sofa, replying to messages she hadn't had time to deal with in the past few days. As she swiped her fingers across the screen, she suddenly remembered two plane ticket orders that she hadn't processed in a long time.
She bought it after getting drunk at Jiang Xue's wedding.
When she woke up the next day, she was completely disoriented. She had truly blacked out and remembered nothing. But it was these two plane tickets that brought back memories of that night. She clearly remembered how she had childishly intertwined Ji Ling's hair with hers, tying a perfect slipknot.
My thought at the time was that we should just stay entangled like this and not want to separate.
Now that she has come to terms with life and death and experienced the truth of various things, her mindset has changed. Perhaps separation is not so terrible, or perhaps it is not something to be afraid of.
In the past, she probably would have missed out on the two plane tickets and never used them. Now that she has nothing left and nothing to worry about, she pulled out the ticket order, which was for next Monday.
It's time to say "goodbye" at the right time.
People should eventually put an end to the troubles of the past.
After confirming the flight and time, she got up and walked towards Ji Ling.
Ji Ling was changing clothes at the moment. He was slightly shocked when he saw her coming, but after a while he regained his composure, lowered his eyes, leaned closer, and kissed the corner of her lips, asking, "What's wrong?"
After an afternoon of playful entanglement, Xia Li had grown accustomed to his sudden kisses. Just as Ji Ling pulled away and she was about to bring up the plane tickets, he kissed her again.
Then, a gentle peck.
Xia Li frowned and sighed. Seeing this, Ji Ling grabbed her wrist and asked gently, "What do you want to say?"
"I……"
Xia Li had just opened her mouth, but before she could finish speaking, her lips were sealed by Ji Ling's. Ji Ling's well-defined knuckles held the back of her head, and he kissed her passionately.
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