Page 58 of He Is My Bride
The waitress returned, looking awkward as she told Hanjun:
“I’m sorry, sir, your card keeps getting rejected. Do you perhaps have another card?”
Li Ying’s belly sank. Had Hanjun used up all the money on his account? But Hanjun calmly opened his wallet, and Li Ying saw a whole row of gold, platinum and black cards inside. The man simply whipped out the next card and handed it to the waitress, and Li Ying felt stupid.
“There.”
“Thank you, sir.”
Filthy Wu.
They drove home, and Li Ying took his heels off already in the lobby, carrying them to the elevator while Hanjun got his shopping bags from the concierge. They didn’t talk on the way up, but once Hanjun’s home door closed behind them, Hanjun dropped the bags and grabbed Li Ying into his embrace.
“Kiss me,” Li Ying spoke, finally able to drop his feminine voice.
Hanjun obliged, kissing Li Ying’s lips and gently prying them open with his tongue. Li Ying’s mouth gave no resistance, and soon Hanjun got rewarded with Li Ying’s moans. Hanjun’s hands caressed up Li Ying’s jeweled neck, holding gently around it and feeling the rows of diamonds against his fingertips. Li Ying tensed and shivered in excitement. The little sound escaping Li Ying caused Hanjun to grunt and gently bite Li Ying’s lip, which elicited more sweet noises from the man.
“Hanjun…” Li Ying’s whisper had a pleading note.
Hanjun’s other hand closed fully around Li Ying’s neck, over the choker, the other holding the back of Li Ying’s head, holding him still. Li Ying could feel the twenty-three carats press against his neck. He trusted Hanjun completely and let him do what he wanted. It was a rush, unexpected but not unwelcome. It was over almost too soon when Hanjun’s hold loosened. Hanjun leaned in to nibble his teeth into Li Ying’s neck, sucking, biting.
“Ah! Mmnh…!” Li Ying was wriggling, his body burning up, wanting it already.
“New necklace for Li Ying,” Hanjun murmured darkly, and kept sucking and biting around the man’s neck.
“Hanjun, take me to bed. I can’t… anymore…” Li Ying whined.
Hanjun thought he couldn’t anymore, either. Hanjun scooped Li Ying up princess-style and almost ran to the bedroom. He threw Li Ying on the bed and was on him like a beast, rolling up his hem and pulling down his stockings while proceeding to take his mouth to Li Ying’s neck. Li Ying squirmed and kept whimpering weakly, trying to push his hips up against Hanjun, his body begging for his. Hanjun took his fingers inside Li Ying and found the man was almost ready for him, loose from their ‘meeting’ at the office earlier.
“Yes, yes, yes—! More!” Li Ying begged without reservation.
And still Hanjun teased Li Ying until he was almost crying out in despair. Hanjun removed the rest of Li Ying’s clothes, except for the diamond choker, and entered him.
Li Ying didn’t last long against Hanjun’s ravenous hips. He soon came, with his cock rubbing between his and Hanjun’s bellies. But Hanjun kept him awake until midnight, making love to him again and again, like he would never tire.
“Mercy, mercy, Mister Wu…” Soon Li Ying was too tired to even beg, but Hanjun kept going until he felt like passing out from exhaustion and the bliss both.
When they finally settled down to spoon, Li Ying’s last coherent thought was that he should remove his makeup before he fell asleep.
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Li Ying woke up and felt Hanjun, warm and solid, behind his back, still spooning him.Li Ying turned around carefully to not wake him up, but found his man was peacefully asleep. Hanjun seemed so content. His thin but beautifully shaped lips were the faintest pink of a peony, laying ajar, perfectly kissable. His charcoal black, silken hair was over his face, and ithurtLi Ying how gorgeous he was.
Mine.Li Ying brushed his finger across Hanjun’s cheek.
Li Ying noticed Hanjun must have removed his choker during the night, as it rested on the night table. Li Ying felt his neck, but there was nothing, no painful marks. Hanjun’s frisky little experiment had been very gentle. Li Ying still checked himself out, using his phone screen as a mirror.
…Yikes!His makeup was smudged, making him look scruffy, and with his ponytail having come undone, his hair was no better. And, even if Li Ying couldn’t feel any pain, around his neck was a wreath of dark, red and blue hickeys like plum flowers.
Damn, Hanjun! How am I supposed to go anywhere like this!Li Ying tried to get up from the bed, but his arm was seized.
“Stay in bed,” Hanjun said.
“Hanjun!” Li Ying said sternly. “Look at what you did! How can I go anywhere! I look terrible. I have to go wash my face.”
Hanjun seemed discontent, but let go. Li Ying went to wash and moisturize his face and fretted over the obvious hickeys. He would have to ask Anne what to do. He gave up on his hair for now. He would have to sort it out later, so he just put it in a messy top bun and went back to the bedroom.
“What came over you last night?” Li Ying asked. “You are insatiable.”
