Love Me Harder, Mr. Fu - Chapter 87

“I’ll do the rest.” Zichen hovers over her mouth, kissing her hard and urgent. He has been losing his control since she lost the first time. He is hard and so aroused that if he can’t have her he doesn’t know what he will do. Shi Lian circles around his waist keeping her steady as she moans with pleasure. His lips trail down to her collarbone, to her cleavage, and her breast. He cups her breast with his hand massaging it and making her moan and loses control. He pulls the bra and reveals her bare breast, full and needy. Her nipple immediately becomes rock solid by his touch. He tugs onto them, growling, kissing, and assaulting them. “Beautiful” he whispers between his kisses.

Shi Lian’s finger tangles in his messy hair and she tugs them hard gripping her support. Liquid heat pools into her stomach the more he tugs and kisses her breast. “Mmmm…ahh” she moans and it’s the most pleasurable sweet thing he has heard in his life. He trails down, planting kisses on her stomach, on her navel, and going down to her sensitive area. Zichen is flushed, his eyes are filled with lust and passion and he will not stop no matter what.

He yanks her black panties, ripping off the lacey material from her body. “You are so wet” he growls and dives his tongue down there. Her head falls back on the table, her hair scattering around her and her chest rising hand falling. He lifts her leg and puts it on his shoulder as he licks and kisses her clit. His tongue works like magic and all her inside clenches. Her orgasm starts building with each sucking and kissing.

Zichen..” she cries out her name and reveals her orgasm. With a shudder she comes, wet heat glistening on her inner thighs. He rises and kisses her lips and she tastes herself. Her fingers tangle in his hair again, tugging them and making him growl.

Sliding his hand around her waist he hauls her up in his arm without breaking their kiss. Shi Lian rests in his embrace, her hands circling his neck as she kisses him hard and long.

“Where are we going?” she asks, whimpering. She does not want to end this and hopefully not to be disturbed.

“To my bedroom” he answers, gazing into her eyes and planting a forehead kiss as they travel to through the hall and to the other room, his bedroom. He opens the door with his other hand, clicking on the button, and the door slides open. She looks to her front, finding a half-lit room only by the lamp beside the bedpost. Reaching the bed, he deposits her into the cold bed, her hair rising against the feel. She brings her legs together squeezing them as she watches Zichen undress. His body is well built with a chiseled chest, toned stomach, and six dibs inside, coming down to his V shape torso. His body is the art of perfection and her hand twitches just to touch. She gets up on her knees and moves forward where he stands on the edge of the bed. Her slender fingers trail on his chest, his stomach, and everywhere she can place.

Feeling brave, she paths her finger down his torso where the band of his sweatpant lies. As she tries to pull down, Zichen catches her hand, stopping her. she eyes him with hesitant eyes if she has done something she shouldn’t.

Assuring her doubt, Zichen smirks and cooed in her ear, “Patience, baby.”

Wasting no other second, he pushes her down on the bed. He kisses her lips again, and then her neck, trailing his tongue over one nipple and the other. He stays there for a while, working each into a tight bud. He sat back on his knees, and Shi Lian thinks he is going to press his mouth to her core once more, but instead he stands removing his pants and reaching to the drawer to take out a condom.

She will never tire of seeing him naked. He is sin and sex, and his smell is all around her, clinging to her hair and her skin. Her eyes fall to his arousal, thick and swollen. She reaches for it, unafraid, unthinking, and as her hands surround his hot shaft, he hisses. “Fuck.”

And then she takes him into her mouth and Zichen braces himself against her shoulders. She does not what to do- she has never done this before, but she likes the taste of salt on his skin. Her teeth graze the top of his head as she moves him in and out, and soon his hips move too- harder and faster until he pulls away.

Confused, she asks, “Did I do something wrong?”

His laugh is dark, his voice husky, his eyes predatory. “No.”

His hand grips the back of her neck and he kisses her, his tongue reaching deep before he tears away and says, “Tell me you want me.”

“I want you.” She is breathless and desperate.

He gives her a bruising kiss, and his touch lifts heat from her skin, searing a path everywhere he goes.

He groans and kisses her hard before teasing her by moving his cock up and down her damp entrance. She moans and then he fills her. She cries out, head falling into the pillow. Although it’s not her first time, it feels always the same with him.

He spears her over and over again. There is nothing slow or gentle about his movements, and with each thrust, he speaks and she cries in ecstasy.

“I have thought about you every time.”

Thrust.

“In my bed.”

Thrust.

“Naked. And beautiful”

Thrust.

“You are mine.”

He moves deeper and faster, pumping into her. she loses herself in him, and pressure builds in her stomach and explodes. Zichen comes soon after. She feels him pulse inside her and then he withdraws. He collapses against her, sweat-soaked and breathless.

**

“What time is it?” she mumbles, her head resting on Zichen’s bare chest. After their coitus, she was tired and she fell asleep.

The room is dark and only the breathing of hers and Zichen’s can be heard. “I don’t know. Probably after 9” he says, rubbing his eyes. he pulls her tighter and makes her sleep again but she shoots up from the bed.

“Shit. I need to reach home” she utters, ready to step down from the bed but Zichen catches her by her waist.

“Stay, please.” He requests, burying his head into the side of her waist, kissing on the skin of her back. She shivers, her body warms up responding to his touch. The way he said makes her heart clench and she wants to stay as well but she is needed at her home as well. she hesitates to say something because she is confused about what she should do at this moment.

“Let me make a call first,” she says, reaching his hair and petting it gently. He stays in the same position, not letting his hold on her waist lose. “Zichen, please?” she begs, keeping her voice low.

He lets go of her and she rises from the bed. She realizes she has her phone in her bag. “Where’s my bag?” she asks.

“Downstairs.”

She makes her way down, taking the stairs and passing the glass halls. The house is so serene and the outside scenery looks so beautiful through the glass windows. She can also see her reflection- she is wearing Zichen’s t-shirt that reaches down her mid-thigh, only covering the spot. Her cheeks appear flushed and a smile is playing on her lips.

She goes to find her bag where she last remembers she kept it. spotting her bag on the couch of his living room, she unzips it a takes out her phone, she only hopes that there shouldn’t be any calls from her mother or else she needs to explain everything. Turning on her phone, thousands of notifications flood in her phone and she sulks. Opening the caller app, she finds fifty missed calls. Her mother called her two times and the other forty-eight are all from Evelyn. She feels guilty for not answering her.

Dialing her mother’s number, she waits as the call goes. She gulps softly, trying to make up an excuse to stay but she cannot find one. It’s only 9:25 now.

“Hello, Shi Lian?” her mother’s voice fills her ears.

“Mother” she croaks, her throat harsh because of all the screaming earlier. “Are you having dinner?”

“No, dear. We have already done with ours. How about you? Where are you now?”

“Umm….We also finished just a while ago” she lies and her tongue feels bitter all of a sudden.

“Are you on your way, Shi?” she implores and Shi Lian panics what to say. she wants to stay with him but what should she say to her mother? She cannot just blurt everything to her mother right away.

“Mother…..there’s this…there’s this thing about the company and we need to seek out tonight. So it might take time.”

Her mother thinks for a moment and then she speaks, “Only the both of you? Where? At the company?”

Her mouth feels dry and the knot in her stomach gets tighter. Right at the moment, a hand touches her finger, taking the phone from her hand. Zichen slips the phone from her hand and she eyes him in panic. “What are you doing?” she mouths.

He puts his index finger on his lips, gesturing for her to keep silent and wait. “Hello, Mrs. Mo. Apologies for making your daughter work too hard. But as you know, there’s this important meeting tomorrow and we haven’t prepared anything yet.”

She cannot hear what her mother is saying, she can only hear muffling voices. “Yes, Mrs. Mo. I’ll drop Miss Shi Lian tomorrow first thing in the morning.”

“Don’t you worry Mrs. Mo.” He chuckles and Shi Lian raises her brow, eager to know what they are saying. “Alright. Thank You. Good night, Mrs. Mo.” He hangs and passes the phone to her.

“What did she say?” she asks. She hardly believes her mother will buy whatever he just fed her but Zichen is good at talking and who knows if her mother agreed or not.

He snakes his arm around her waist pulling her close- their mouth inches far. “Miss Shi Lian, shall we go finish our work?” he teases.

Her eyebrows shot up, ignoring the heat that is creeping into her body. “She agreed?” He nods and bites her earlobe, teasing her and making her squirm in his hold. She is still confused about what her mother said but right now she wants him, the feel of him again. “Let’s finish it, Mr. Fu.”