Saving the overbearing CEO - Chapter 511

Wen Qinxi wanted to retort but couldn’t win against Qie Ranzhe’s play on words. He just sighed and removed his arm from the sleeve exposing his shoulder. He placed a hand over the tattoo seeming a bit hesitant but it didn’t take long for him to make a resolute decision to show the man the tattoo.

As soon as Wen Qinxi’s hand let go Qie Ranzhe’s body froze when he saw his name as clear as day on his man’s shoulder. When he saw Wen Qinxi take out his arm he was a little disappointed because he thought the tattoo was somewhere near the man’s lower half. At least then he could see more stuff.

The tattoo wasn’t on the man’s waist or belly but his shoulder. He felt an inexplicable sense of loss that is until he saw the tattoo. Curious, Qie Ranzhe held Wen Qinxi’s arm and studied the tattoo carefully. His heart was pounding hard against his chest with his ears ringing. It seemed his love for Wen Qinxi had evolved at this moment.

“What? You don’t like it?” asked Wen Qinxi when Qie Ranzhe didn’t say anything for a very long time.

Qie Ranzhe leaned down with his head nuzzling against Wen Qinxi’s nose while his hands grasped either side of the man’s chest. “I love it,” whispered Qie Ranzhe feeling giddy. He felt a rush of excitement that came from knowing that Wen Qinxi belonged to him and him alone and he had the physical evidence to prove it.

It was this excitement that his arousal grew stiffer poking into Wen Qinxi’s thigh that the nerd couldn’t help but complain. “Your thing keeps poking me?” said Wen Qinxi wondering why a tattoo would get such a reaction.

“I get horny when I am happy,” replied Qie Ranzhe while pulling the quilt to cover them both. Qie Ranzhe’s lips trailed along Wen Qinxi’s neck with his hands sliding upwards before interlocking fingers with Wen Qinxi.

With their hands clamped together, Qie Ranzhe dragged them above Wen Qinxi’s head as he kissed the corner of the man’s lips. “Ah… Ran-ge… I… can’t,” said Wen Qinxi with his hardness grinding against Qie Ranzhe’s crotch. His mouth was contradicting his body that was twisting in anticipation.

“Relax, I won’t cross the line,” he whispered before sealing the man’s lips with his. Qie Ranzhe groaned as he sucked on the man’s lips in contentment. The man’s sweetness exceeded his expectations. In the afternoon he found out that kissing the person he likes was highly addictive that he couldn’t wait to do it again.

His tongue slipped into Wen Qinxi’s mouth making the man beneath him groan while tightening the grip on their interlocked fingers. Qie Ranzhe’s waist moved in a thrust motion rubbing against Wen Qinxi’s crotch like a groper.

It felt so good that he couldn’t help speeding up a little with their bulges rubbing up against each other. The room was suddenly filled with sounds of heavy panting and gasps accompanied by kissing sounds that could have one’s imagination racing.

Qie Ranzhe parted from Wen Qinxi’s lips and gently bit his Adam’s apple before sucking the man’s collarbone leaving a distinct red mark. Wen Qinxi shuddered below him with his hands slipping into Qie Ranzhe’s hair which felt tingly in between his fingers.

Qie Ranzhe’s haughty tongue teased Wen Qinxi’s nipple that was peaking as though begging for attention. “Ah…. don’t…. don’t stop,” was Wen Qinxi’s response to that provocation but Qie Ranzhe didn’t intend to let this opportunity slip past him.

“Call me daddy,” said Qie Ranzhe before kissing the skin around that tiny peak greedily awaiting a special treat.

“Yes, daddy,” whispered Wen Qinxi with his legs wrapped around Qie Ranzhe’s waist. Qie Ranzhe grinned happily and proceeded to pamper the bunny meticulously.

Before he knew it, Wen Qinxi’s onesie was already riding below his waist with Qie Ranzhe’s hand slipping into his underwear.

Wen Qinxi flinched a little when his member was held in Qie Ranzhe’s hand. He felt a little bashful as Qie Ranzhe’s tongue licked the tip of his cock. His first response was to stop him but it felt so good that he didn’t want him to stop.

Qie Ranzhe kissed the head before slowly moving down the underside of Wen Qinxi’s stiff member with the tip of his tongue. It was clear from his actions that he knew exactly what he was doing.

“Ah….. ngh~~,” were the lewd sounds coming from Wen Qinxi that had this CEO even more excited. He gently flicked below the man’s tip with his lips slowly creeping over the head of Wen Qinxi’s cock. The heat from his mouth and breath made Wen Qinxi throb in anticipation. His fingers racked through Wen Qinxi’s hair practically begging him to slide it in his mouth.

Qie Ranzhe was complacent with his mouth sliding up and down the shaft with his tongue licking him over. Wen Qinxi couldn’t bear it as his gasps turned chaotic. Just when things were getting good, Qie Ranzhe pulled away and held both their members in his hand.

Wen Qinxi was about to complain but his lips were suddenly sealed as Qie Ranzhe’s hand started moving. Heavy pants and groans permeated the air as the two men sank deep into their lecherous pleasure with no discretion. Wen Qinxi’s waist twisted urging his lover on as he gasped for air under this intense passion.

The sight of the two hard cocks rubbing against each other with pre-cum seeping out at the tip drove Qie Ranzhe crazy. He especially enjoyed the way Wen Qinxi looked as he indulged himself. His muscles tightened making his desire more apparent as beads of sweat on his skin shimmered under the bedroom light.

Qie Ranzhe let out a deep moan thrusting into his hand with vigour as his other hand caressed Wen Qinxi’s waist. Wen Qinxi’s breathing became erratic as his lower half convulsed shooting out a load of creamy liquid on his belly.

“Ah….. fuck… oh daddy….. ngh~, ah.”

Under such a lewd provocation, Qie Ranzhe couldn’t hold back. With a powerful thrust, he let go of himself letting out a loud groan like a satiated beast. Qie Ranzhe lay on top of Wen Qinxi as the two panted heavily catching their breaths.

After a long time, Qie Ranzhe said, “Let’s do it again,” into Wen Qinxi’s ear.

“Fuck no….. we have work tomorrow,” replied Wen Qinxi with his hand on his forehead.

“But I am the boss,” said Qie Ranzhe turning his face lying on Wen Qinxi’s shoulder to look at his lover.

Wen Qinxi chuckled lightly before pushing him away. There was no way they were doing it again otherwise Qie Ranzhe might decide this kind of play isn’t satisfying. If that happens then he might as well forget about going to work for the next week. This was no longer a game but the real world.