Consume Me

"Lock the door!"

ZhiYong ordered the young lady behind her as he entered the Master's bedroom, while the poor girl just followed his order. She slowly closed and locked the door.

After doing so, she just stood there not budging to take a step forward. She sighed then looked down, biting her lip while playing with the fingers which she hid at her back and made circles with the tip of her right shoes like a lost child.

ZhiYong who was already sitting on the coach couldn't help but scan the entirety of the young lady standing in front of him. Though she's still 18 years old, her body seems like it's been carved by a professional craftsman.

'What a rare creature. A young flesh with an alluring body. How can she be so naive? Haven't guys seen her with her perfect curves? They must be blind!'

He admired her for a short while before snapping in a cold tone.

"Why are you just standing there? If anyone sees us they will think that I am bullying you. Come over here and sit beside me."

The girl instantly looked at him with a confused look while biting her lower lip. She blinked for seconds as if not understanding what ZhiYong just said before she decided to take steps towards his direction.

Her hands were slightly trembling and her palms are sweating despite the coldness of the night. It was as if she was counting every step she took like there were only seconds left before her death. Her heart kept beating like a drum that she thought she could hear it.

'I don't know what to do. Why does he want me to come near him? What is he planning to do? Is he going to do it? But I have not showered yet. Would he mind? What should I do?'

"Lin XinYi!"

XinYi closed her eyes while talking to herself inwardly that she didn't notice she had passed by ZhiYong already. When she heard her name being called, she opened her eyes to see that she was standing at the lower edge of the bed.

Her eyes widened. "What the..." her mouth gaped open as she shook her head at ZhiYong as if saying that she was not implying anything at all.

She face - slapped herself inwardly while looking at ZhiYong and the bed alternately.

'Stupid XinYi! Stupid! Are you that wanton to suggest to him that you want to sleep with him? Can't you wait for him to move? Don't you have control over your body?!'

"I... ahhhh... I'm sorry..." she muttered in a low voice.

ZhiYong shrugged, "What are you suggesting? Do you want to get into action already?"

ZhiYong asked as his demeanor darkened like that of a predator who has seen his prey.

She shook her head vigorously, "N-No. I don't mean that."

'Think XinYi, think!'

"I just think that the bed is so soft that I thought it would feel great to lay on it," she rumbled carelessly.

'Wait! What? 'Lay on it?' Good job, stupid! You just made the atmosphere worse.'

She gasped in disbelief of herself and covering her stupid mouth with both her hands, not wanting to say anything anymore to avoid any mistake while shaking her head. She was so embarrassed that she was on the verge of crying.

ZhiYong smirked and walked towards his wife. He was undressing when he saw his wife looked down again closing her eyes like she was caught doing something wrong. He was planning to tease her.

'Don't come near me... please... Don't come... Don't come...'

XinYi kept on repeating this like a mantra but her husband was already standing in front of her and she was aware of it even if her eyes were closed. She cringed when she felt her husband's fingers tucked some of the loose strands of hair behind her ear.

"Look at me! Don't keep on looking down and biting that luscious lips of yours or I'll be the one who'll bite it," came ZhiYong's hoarse voice.

She decided to open her eyes to see that ZhiYong was now only wearing his boxers. Her face turned as red as a tomato as she made two steps backward but her feet touched the edge of the bed. She glanced at it and back to her husband's eyes. She clutched her chest since it was pounding so hard, she felt like having a heart attack.

"Brother Yong... Wha... What I mean is..."

She did not finish what she was about to say as her lips were crashed by the lips of her husband. ZhiYong's wrapped his arms around her waist as his other hand held the back of her head pressing his almost naked body against his wife's.

"Mmm..." XinYi protested under her breath.

She tried to restrain but ZhiYong's kiss deepened. His tongue sought entrance and she could only submit to it since she was burning from the heat that she was feeling with her husband's embrace and kiss that she unknowingly closed her eyes.

Moments later, she was already responding to his kiss. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him towards her. Their tongue battled for dominance then she sucked it, letting out a soft moan while her husband pressed her body on him a bit tighter feeling something tugging her abdomen, which she didn't pay attention to.

ZhiYong slowly laid her on the bed making sure not to break the kiss. He brought her to the center devouring her lips until they were both out of breath and her wife's lips were all swollen.

Somehow, he regretted kissing her, for he was instantaneously intoxicated with the sweet poison of his wife's lips. He knew then that things would no longer be the same between them. He knew the moment he tasted her lips that he wouldn't be able to hold back the monster inside him anymore.

The girl he once considered as stupidly naive has just proven that she is a woman in her own innocent way.

XinYi's arms were still wrapped around his neck. She was panting, trying to catch her breath while ZhiYong watched her with ardor. Yet, she was confused with how her husband looked at her that she blinked several times while staring at his deep-set eyes.

'Am I that bad in kissing? Why is he looking at me like that? Did he not like it? I should have not practiced using a bottle! The feeling is totally different.'

She felt embarrassed to see him looking at her intently so she bit her lip and looked away, blushing and almost tearing up.

"Don't...don't look at me like that," XinYi mumbled while she slowly unwrapped her arms from ZhiYong's neck and covered her face with her hands.

She heard him chuckle lowly then she glared at him.

"I know I am not good at kissing! Can you just be a gentleman and pretend that you like it? Hmph!"

"You're beautiful when you pretend to be angry."

XinYi glared at him again and turned her head away pouting, "I am... angry!"

'This wife of mine knows nothing.'

ZhiYong shook his head before caressing the face of his wife down to her arms, gently until he was able to grab a hold of her hand. XinYi met his gaze and furrowed her brows in confusion about her husband's reaction. Her stare seemed to question him and ZhiYong knew exactly what she was thinking.

"Oh, my lovely wife! If I don't like your kiss, do you think you will be able to affect me like this?" he spoke with his brows up along with his wicked smile.

"What..." she was not able to finish what she was about to ask when her shameless husband guided her hand down to his cannon.

"Aaaahhhhhhh!!!!!"

She squealed hard almost deafening ZhiYong when she felt the heat and pulsation of the cannon down there.

'It's alive!'

Due to her husband's shamelessness and her shock, she even squeezed it lightly as ZhiYong closed his eyes because of the delightful sensation. Then ZhiYong shut her up by claiming her lips again. He kissed her torridly easing her crazy nerves.

Just seconds later she was already responding to his kiss again.

'Such a wanton bitch behind the innocent image!!! Stop XinYi! Stop!'

XinYi battled to herself inwardly but to no avail, her body just wouldn't stop from responding in her husband's kiss instead she let out a soft moan which intensified ZhiYong's will to own her.

ZhiYong's hand caressed her back sensually and she shivered, making her pull him towards her. He broke the kiss and trailed kisses towards her neck while his hands unzipped her dress pulling it down from her body.

XinYi angled her head to give her husband better access.

"Uhm..." she whimpered and arched her back as her husband dived his head in between her breasts leaving faint love marks while his hand travels the curves of her body.

ZhiYong cupped her breast, toying her nipples with his fingers while sucking the other and drawing circles using his tongue. XinYi could not explain what she was feeling at the moment but she knew something was wrong with her body. It was responding to her husband's actions.

ZhiYong kicked off the last piece that covered his body.

At the same time, XinYi was heaving when her husband looked at her lovingly.

"XinYi, I cannot hold back anymore."

"But brother Yong..."

"Stop calling me brother because I am not anymore. The moment you marry me, whether we're good friends or not, you already cut that tie off. What's left now is the fact that you are my wife. Do you understand?"

"Y-yes," XinYi answered hesitantly.

"You said you like me that's why you agreed to marry me. Do you regret it now?"

She shook her head, "No! I like you very much but Yongyong..." she blushed as she looked down, "it's... it's too big."

XinYi mumbled shyly which was only replied with her husband pressing his body on her which made her gasp. Then, he kissed her on the forehead before he looked at her in the eye.

"Don't worry. Your handsome husband will be gentle. I just want you to trust me."

"I trust you Wang ZhiYong. Consume me."

Ring

Ring

Ring

ZhiYong woke up from a beautiful dream, feeling empty. He blinked a few times before reaching for his phone on the bedside table.

"Master I'm sorry for disturbing your slumber, Madam Lin is coming over tomorrow in the selection of the ambassadress for 'Shining Jewel'."

"Tell her I'd accompany her."

"Madam will surely be happy to see you, Master."

"Uhm! This is the least I can do for my wife."

ZhiYong ended the call and laid back on the bed with his eyes on the ceiling. He felt a knot tightening his heart.

"Lin XinYi, my wife I miss you."