The Typhoon's Dangerous Wife

[Mild mature content ahead! Enter at your own risk. Although I advise you to go ahead and take a dip in the river of knowledge]

Zhenyi pulled her wrist out of his hold and snaked her arms around his neck just like she coiled her legs around his, and flipped their position. Now he was underneath her. 

She removed her skirt as he had already freed her out of the top. Now inside the tinted car, she was lying on him just in her lingerie.

Watching the goddess in front of her, he couldn't breathe. Whatever the blood was powering his brain, ran straight to his c.o.c.k and he was sure if she didn't stop here, his c.o.c.k might overpower his brain, if not it had already. 

"We can't do it, Zhenyi," he said in what seemed like a whisper of help. 

"You're refusing your wife?" Zhenyi asked with a smirk. She was angry, frustrated, wet and so damm h.o.r.n.y. 

"Yes, I'm refusing my wife. The same wife who was seconds away from killing me. The same wife who broke my bloody jaw," Long Jie said in a frustrating tone. 

"You deserve it," Zhenyi hissed. 

"Trust me, I know." 

He watched as her hands unfastened the buttons of his shirt and yanked it from his pants to unbutton the last two. She peeled the shirt off his body slowly and seductively as the devil was taking his time before bringing him to punishment. It was just that the goddess in front of him loved to punish with pleasure and promise of heaven. 

As she was about to press a kiss to his throat, her lips were stopped by his palm. 

"Why are you doing this?" Long Jie whispered. "Why are you hurting yourself?" 

A tear leaked from the corner of her.

Before the tear could fall on her cheek, he caught it on his finger and brought it to his lip. 

He leaned over and kissed her eyes softly, "Why are you hurting yourself like this, Cat eyes?" 

"Because I love you and you do nothing but hurt me," She yelled. 

'My Cat eyes loves me.' He didn't know what to do or say because he was frozen. 

Thus, he didn't say anything in reply but just kept staring at her. Did he deserve her? Did he deserve this awesome woman? Hell, he didn't. He would never be worthy of her. But he would be damned if he ever let her go. 

"Aren't you going to say anything now?" She shouted at him, frustrated. 

"What do you want me to say?"He calmly asked her. He seemed to have got a hold on his streaming emotions.  "Can a sorry erase the pain I have given you? Can a sorry put back your broken heart? Can a 'please trust me one more time' bring back your trust in me again? Can a sorry bring back what you lost, love?" 

She wiped her face, and said," You're a f.u.c.k.i.n.g asshole!" 

"I know." 

"You're a liar!" 

"I know." 

"I want to kill you!"

"I know!" 

"I want to kiss you!"

"I know," he whispered, and slowly sealed her lips with his. They kissed slow and fast like they couldn't get enough of each other. It wasn't the first time they were kissing. Still, always with her, it felt like it wasn't enough yet at the same time the thought of her was fulfilling. His body, his mind, his heart, everything was on fire with the need of Zhenyi. 

 She broke the kiss first and then started a trail of bruising kisses and bites all over his neck, chest, and hard stomach. 

She was torturing him with his teeth but hell, he didn't feel pain but pleasure. 

He closed his eyes as her hand untied his pants and brought them on his ankles. She palmed his throbbing c.o.c.k and he swore that he just came by her touch. Her touch was lethal as it was illegal. It should be a crime to be able to be as horny as he was by her touches. He opened his eyes and realized that she was still in her lingerie. His hands were dying to rip off the clothes covering his view.

But he wouldn't. 

Because she would hate him if he let her continue anymore. 

"Stop," he said but it sounded more like begging to continue, and as she put her cool hand on his throbbing and hot c.o.c.k. 

"We shouldn't --" 

"Of course, we should," she said as she looked up at him. 

"Zhenyi, it's neither the right place nor the right time--"

"What happened to Cat eyes? Hmm?" She had a smile on her face, and her hand was stroking his c.o.c.k. She increased the pace and he brought his hand to stop her but only if she would listen. "I love when you call me love. I love it even more when you call me Cat eyes." 

"You would hate me," he said in a hoarse voice. 

"Oh, I already do," She said, increasing the pace, and he didn't stop her. Because before a loving husband, he was a man first, submissive to the instinct of his body.

He flipped the position, and now she was again under him. His eyes were dark with desire, and longing. 

"You're going to regret it," he said, getting rid of her undergarments. 

"I won't," she said. There was a challenge in her eyes. "I don't want it for the sake of pleasure. I want you to f.u.c.k me because when you f.u.c.k me, I don't remember anything. I don't hear or see anyone but you. So, please f.u.c.k me and shut the voices in my head." 

"It's not healthy, Zhenyi," he told her. 

"Neither is loving you," came the reply. 

"You want me to f.u.c.k you, then I will f.u.c.k you like you want me to. Not because you want me but to shut the voices inside your head," he growled. 

"Do your worst." 

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NOTICE::

Well, I have the stockpile for July now. So, I will be continuing The Villain. Or that's what I hope. I'll try to be as active as I can after July. Actually, the main reason to start another book -- I'm a new writer with not so big fanbase. I'm really happy for those who supported me and so for you guys I'll be posting at least 7 chapters a week if not more. My target will always be 2 chapters a day. My MGS ends this month. So, I need to start a new book to support myself as what earn from this book is not much. Well...i hope you understand where I'm coming from. Money is not life but it sure is motivation to continue writing especially when you're a student!!!

Thank you for understanding!!!