Mr. Tycoon's Daring Wife (Web Novel)

WARNING: MATURE CONTENT CONTINUES.

Yang Feng's lips trailed down to her jugular before trailing towards her aching breasts, capturing one orb with his mouth, twirling his tongue around it. She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut while she melted against the pleasure. He suckled it softly and used his hand to show attention to her other pearl. Her one hand was buried into his hair while the other was digging her nails into his shoulder blades, her body arching out of the bed, wanting more of him.

Zhao Lifei could feel his arousal pressing into her thighs, throbbing and hot. "Y-your clothes…" She moaned when he turned his attention to the neglected pearl. She yelped when he suddenly bit it, only to soothe it with his tongue, and then blowing cool air upon the perky bead.

His hands caressed her waist, then her thighs before he finally took off all of his clothes. Then he was back onto her a second later, his calloused hands roaming over her body, teasing every part of her until she nervously wriggled beneath him. Gently, he parted her legs and got in between them, staring at her with hooded eyes. His hands brushed down her stomach, causing her to clench her muscles and bit her bottom lip. Then, he bent down to capture her lips, sealing in the moans and shrieks when he abruptly inserted two fingers into her without warning, quickening his pace. He could feel her feeble hands pushing at his chest, begging him to spare her from the torturous pleasure.

Yang Feng pulled back to watch her shifting expression with desire pooling in his eyes. She was a beautiful sight as it was, but seeing her pleasured look drove him to a different edge. She writhed, trying to escape from the pleasure, but he grabbed her hips and held her in place, forcing her to succumb to it all.

"Mmmmm," She pressed a hand to her mouth to suppress her moans. He didn't like that.

The hand resting on her hips grabbed both of her hands, pinning it above her head as he quickened the pace of his fingers, pumping faster and harder into her, earning erratic moans from her. With nothing to muffle her mouth, breathless moans and pleas filled the room. "Y-Yang Feng!" She whimpered, her muscles clenching when she found her release, her body tiredly sinking into the mattress.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered to her, kissing the outline of her jaw and before she could reply, he thrust into her, causing her body to tense before relaxing and giving in to his advances.

"Nothing can ever match your allure." When his fingers were buried inside her, he was hoping to stretch her a bit before entering, but even so, she was tightly clutching onto him, driving him mad. He gritted his teeth while he gently rocked his hips so that she could be more adjusted to him.

"Faster…" She begged and he gladly obliged, slamming into her with ferocity, a breathy gasp leaving her mouth. He moved in and out of her, harder, deeper until he was fully inside of her.

"Yang Feng…"

Her hands were tightly clamped over his upper back, drawing her to him until there wasn't any space in between them anymore. Despite going for so many rounds last time, she could never get enough of him. She was slowly getting more and more addicted to making love to him. Harsh breathing was the only thing heard in the room, mingled with frequent grunts and moans.

Yang Feng ensured she found a second release. Zhao Lifei's eyes widened when he filled her entire body, "Yang Feng!" She shouted, feeling the warmth rush into her, swarming her senses. He didn't pull out until he ensured she had every last drop that he was going to offer her in this round.

Zhao Lifei tiredly collapsed onto the bed, her chest rising while she gasped for air. He gently brushed the hair sticking to her forehead and lazily smiled, "Tired?"

"A-a bit…" She mumbled to which his eyes glinted with mischief.

"Then I suppose we can go for a couple more rounds."

"W-what—!" Too late.

Yang Feng had already begun moving inside of her again. He lifted her hips, holding it in place and thrusting deeper inside of her, each thrust sending waves of ecstasy over her. The previous round was passionate, but gentle, for he feared he was hurting her. This time, he was rougher and pounded into her with a fervor that she greatly welcomed. She could barely breathe past her moans, whimpering every time he reached the perfect spot.

She was getting louder and louder now, no doubt, close to her third release. He quickened his pace and bent down to kiss her on the lips, their tongues meeting before he kissed his way down to her throat, then behind her ear lobe. Her moans were music to his ears and every time she screamed his name, he was driven into pure ecstasy. Then he pulled his head back to marvel at her face while her body was filled with his entire member.

"Look at me." He demanded, forcing her eyes to open, widening when he thrust harder, her eyes moistening a bit. Her walls tightened around him and it only inclined him to take her until the sun rose the next morning.

"Please…" She whimpered, pleading and begging for more. His wicked eyes lit up, his lips curling into a smirk while he gladly fulfilled her request.

A few more thrusts later, and she was ready to scream his name, "Yang Feng!" There it was, her third wave. She trembled beneath him, eyes shut, only to fly open when he too found his release inside of her. He jerked a bit and remained buried inside of her, filling her to the brim.

"I love it when you call my name." He groaned, dropping his head to the nook of her neck, tenderly kissing the spot.

"You're a beast." She whined when he was already in the process of picking up her body and shifting their bodies to try a different position.

"Am I now?" He greedily said, kissing her shoulders before plunging inside once again.

Finally, after five or six rounds, Yang Feng was sedated. He was beyond satisfied by her and desired to go for a few more rounds, but she was beyond exhausted and he didn't want to put too much pressure on her. She was resting a leg over his abdomen while she leaned her face on his shoulders. "Do you want to take a bath?" He soothingly rubbed his hands up and down her spine, enjoying the dip of her lower back.

She could barely keep her eyes open with how exhausted she was. A bath sounded really nice…"Yes." Her voice was lethargic and she was just a blink away from falling asleep.

Yang Feng reluctantly detangled himself from her and placed the blankets over her, bending down to tenderly kiss her on the forehead. "I'll prepare the bath then." He straightened up and headed to the bathroom. While the bathtub was filling up with water, he rang for the Butler to clean the sheets again.

Yang Feng walked out, wrapped a towel around his waist and then picked her up from the bed, unsure if he should just let her sleep or not. "Would you like to take a bath tomorrow morning instead? You seem very tired, my love." He worriedly asked her.

"I'm fine, don't worry about me." Zhao Lifei yawned, wrapping her arms around his shoulders, lazily resting her head upon it.

Yang Feng nodded, carrying her into the bathtub and shutting the door behind him with his foot. No less than a minute later, the butler came in with fresh sheets and mattresses.

"Are you sore?" He asked her, climbing into the large and expensive bathtub with her. It was the size of a mini-pool and could fit an entire family with a lot of room to spare. He turned to the flat screen at the edge of the bathtub and turned on the whirlpool massage setting.

Zhao Lifei contently sighed, leaning her back against his body, "A bit." He hugged her from behind, one arm around her naked waist while the other kneaded her neck.

"I'm surprised you still have this much stamina and strength." Zhao Lifei complained when he kissed her neck, intending to do more than just bathing.

"Only because I can't get enough of you." He decided against his original intentions and kissed the top of her head.

"I want to return the favor one day…" She trailed off, turning around to face him. His eyes flickered with surprise, a smile gracing his face. It did crazy things to her heart, spiking the rate. She wished he would continue to smile like this, forever and always. He looked bewitching when he smirked, but with a smile, the butterflies in her stomach couldn't stop fluttering. She reached her hands up and touched his face.

"Well, my love, we have the rest of our lives to repay each other." His fingers cupped her small chin, bringing her closer. He pecked her lips and went back to constantly holding her in his arms.