Mr Ceo’s Little Lover - Chapter 172

In the presidential suite, there was gentle music. Ru Shi pouted when she saw that Mu Chang was busy. He had been busy for hours now ignoring her. She felt bored sitting by herself.

She walked towards him and sat beside him without saying anything. She placed her head on his shoulders. A few minutes later she felt her eyes droop, the stress of the day catching up with her.

Being with Mu Chang was nice and she relaxed into him as he put his arm around her and pulled her more securely into his side. The fight to keep her eyes open was lost and she surrendered to the pull of sleep.

“Kitten.” The whispered endearment brought her out of her doze, the soft c.a.r.e.s.s of his hand along her cheek and the warmth of his breath on her neck made her open her sleepy eyes and look up at him with longing.

“You fell asleep,” he whispered. She lifted her hand and stroked his jaw, loving the feeling of his soft whiskers under her palm. “You make a good pillow,” she whispered back, not taking her eyes from his. Ru Shi shivered when she saw the look in his eyes.

His hand cupped her cheek and slid around her neck to tangle in her hair. Her eyes fluttered as she felt his hand on her hip tightened, drawing her closer. He lowered his head to hers and rubbed the side of his nose along the side of hers, their breaths mingling.

Her body felt tightened in anticipation of his touch. Her b.r.e.a.s.ts felt full and heavy, her n.i.p.p.l.es taut and begging for attention. Her core was hot and needy and aching for relief. She shifted, moving to sit on his l.a.p, straddling him.

Both his hands went to her h.i.p.s as she settled herself on his strong t.h.i.g.hs. She could feel the twitching of his muscles through the light fabric of his pants and she could feel his hard arousal against her soft center.

“Kitten,” he whispered and she loved the sound of this endearment on his tongue. She loved the raw desperation she heard in his breathy pronunciation. “Mu Chang,” she whispered back, leaning her forehead against his, her hands gripping his shirt near his shoulders. His hands roamed up over her ribs, under her arms, and around her back until his big hands were splayed across her shoulder blades. He pressed her body towards his, her aching b.r.e.a.s.ts making contact with the hard planes of his c.h.e.s.t and she sighed. He tipped his head up and their lips were mere millimeters apart, his warm breath c.a.r.e.s.sing her.

“This means you have totally removed the ban?” Mu Chang asked. Ru Shi chuckled, she said nothing as she tilted her head up and his lips gently pressed against hers. He sighed at how soft her mouth was against his.

He stroked his bottom lip across hers and felt her breath catch. He stroked her mouth with his once more and Ru Shi m.o.a.n.e.d at his sensual touch. He lifted his hands and stroked the sides of her exposed neck.

Ru Shi found the buttons of his shirt and tore at them, exposing his c.h.e.s.t to her small hands. Her nails dug into his flesh, the sharp pain sending ribbons of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e through him. His hands groped her a.s.s, as he lifted her against his body. She opened her t.h.i.g.hs and wrapped her legs around his h.i.p.s as he pressed her into the sofa and ground his hardness into her softcore. The contact made them both groan with need. “Bed,” she whispered.

Mu Chang said nothing, taking her with him and carrying her towards the bedroom. Ru Shi gripped his shoulders and burrowed her head into the crook of his neck. She bit the muscle that joined neck and shoulder and he shivered in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e. She laved it with her tongue to soothe it and then s.u.c.k.e.d on the skin. She was wrapped around him like a koala bear, her grip strong as she held onto him. He peeled her off him and tossed her on the king-sized bed.

He lifted his head and whispered harshly into her ear, “n.a.k.e.d.”

Ru Shi hurriedly removed her dress. She grinned when he saw the look in his eyes. She liked the control she has over him.

A shiver went through her body and she gasped. Then her tongue was in his mouth and he moved his hands to her back and allowed them to slide towards the curves of her a.s.s.

Ru Shi’s arms tightened their grip on him as she felt his hands descend. When he squeezed her a.s.s she m.o.a.n.e.d into his mouth and kissed him almost feverishly.

He felt her pulse racing under his lips as he kissed his way down the soft skin.

Mu Chang pulled back to gaze at her b.r.e.a.s.t. He placed his hands under her t.i.t.s and lifted them reverently.

He immediately s.u.c.k.e.d one into his mouth and Ru Shi cried out in bliss from the intense sensations. He gently squeezed and tugged on the second n.i.p.p.l.e as he stroked the first roughly with his tongue.

Ru Shi clutched at his head and pulled him tighter against her tit, threatening to suffocate him in her soft flesh.

Mu Chang worshipped her t.i.t.s with his mouth and hands until she was squirming with d.e.s.i.r.e.

“Mu Chang! Please! I need you inside me! Please!” she gasped as she pushed his head away from her s.e.x.

One of his big hands gripped her hip, his fingers digging into her flesh, while the other guided the head of his erection into her.