Shades Of Mr.billionaire - Chapter 251

When we reach in our penthouse, Feng walk directly into our bedroom. He drops me directly on the bed and pins both of my hand around my head.

“You are not going anywhere tonight my lady, that’s your punishment for me so disobedient!” He grated strictly.

“NO!!!!!!!!!!! That’s not going to happen!” I wriggle to get out from his arms.

But he firming his hand and arms on me.

“Ishk!” I growl.

“Ishk?” He smirks.

I’m sulking right now for him being so unreasonable control freak over my dress code.

“Excuse me, Mr Husband. This dress? You are the one who’s bought it for me. So you’re responsible for it. You shouldn’t blame and punish me since you are the who bought it for me!” I scold at him angrily.

He stares straight at me.

“Pardon my lady, though I’m the one bought it for you but you did know my rules but still you chose this dress to wear and I’m not with you,” He state disagreed.

“Argh!! I don’t know anymore. Fine, I’ll get change. Now let me go,  I already late to meet up with SiSi!” I yell at him in sulking.

“Your night out, not permitted anymore!” He says, then he leaned to me before crashed his lips to mine.

I struggle a few time to stop his kissing but his lips were too addicted so gradually I kiss him back slowly. Now I won’t able get out from this penthouse, truthfully it’s already decided from the moment he hauled me back from the garage.

Aigoo…Sorry SiSi, my husband is unreasonable control, freak king. Even my dress code he took over. Let’s me make up, to you tomorrow besties.

“Are you going to give me another reminder love?” I mumble in our kiss.

“With your stubborn head, you think?” His voice is hard, his jaw set.

Then he reaches for my dress shirt and tosses it aside he exposes my laces underwear.

“I always love you with laces, babe,”  Slowly, he continues his work on me, peck my chest gently before reach for my lacey bra, removing it in an instant.

He advances on me in the same as his hand removing of my panties, his big body caging me on the bed, his buddy that hides behind his tight boxer pressed to my hip.

“Yours?” I say.

Then he removes his boxer before getting back on me. His is fingers tangle roughly, e.r.o.t.i.cally, into the strands of my hair and he drags my mouth to his.

“And all of you only mine,” he proclaims.

“Mine to protect, mine to see,” he adds.

“And reserve only mines to take,” he mumbles in the kiss.

“Yes, husband. Only for you then,” I whisper, and he swallows the word, his lips closing down on mine, hard and hot, his tongue licking into my mouth.

Now I taste hunger in him again, I ache to have him all over again. All tonight plan and the sulking mission had been drift out to be forgotten.

Feng Teng always got this on mine.

As his tongue is stroking against mine again, the pull of desire drugs my mind and awakens my body. I ache now in that bittersweet way I always want to last forever and ever. I feel it in the heaviness of my b.r.e.a.s.ts, the burn of my nipps, the wet heat of my spot increasing.

His hand caresses over my hip and he shifts our position, lifting my leg to his waist as he settles between my thighs. The thick pulse of his buddy presses into the slick heat of my body and he releases my hair, his hand palming my b.r.e.a.s.t, fingers tugging on one sensitive, swollen nipp.

I m.o.a.n, and he answers me with a kiss of his mouth and the press of his buddy to my entrance. He drives into me, deep, hard, lingering for several seconds, his body arched around mine. I pant with, and he has always made me forget to feel angry and sulking just taking me to his galaxy nine.

He cups my backside and angles me into a fierce thrust, and then another. And still, it’s not enough, and he wants more. It’s in the hard lines of his body, in the way his hands go up to my back, embraces me to him. I round my arms around his neck, burying my face in his shoulder and inhaling his deliciously raw, minty fresh scent as I follow with his pace again.

Per usual he sliding and grinding. My body becomes wilder, move faster, and he feeds off of me. In no time I feel the edge of release coming over me, coming.

“Husband,” I whisper.

“Not yet,” He orders.

As my spot got spasms and I can’t do anything but feel the sensations rocking me. Feng Teng tightens his hold on me, a low growl escaping him. Taking all his releasing in of me and gradually the spasm loosens as we both gradually calm from out climax session.

Feng Teng resting his head over me, taking his all lost breath.

“Babe, I would never get enough of you ever and I love you,” He whispered in his breath.

“Hmm, I know. But you have to learn how to share me too, SiSi gonna scream all over me tomorrow.” I said.

“She won’t,” he answer confidently.

“Stop bribing my best friend, you control king!” I scoff.

But he ignores me.

“Shhhh…. Let’s sleep,” He shut me down and tighten his embrace.

Hmmm, whatever.

Slowly, I drifting into sleep.

Only I got awake early due to the lighting sound.

“It’s raining,” Feng Teng says when he sees my abrupted awake.

“Cold,” I mumbled in half awake.

Then Feng Teng pulls me into his embraces tightly. We both decide that going back to sleep is the exact right thing to do during training and it is Sunday.

Only at noon when we finally, truly wake but the rain continues to fall, darkness cloaking the room.

“Today so much rain,” I murmur, curling into his side, as he absently strokes my shoulder.

“Let just stay in and cuddles all day,” He says.

I twisting around to look at him, I balance half on my elbow and a half on his chest.

“NO! I have to make up with SiSi,” I say.

“It’s rain outside, and it’s a good time for cuddling. As SiSi, she can wait,” His voice softens.

“Hmm, okay then,” I agree.

“I love you,” Feng Teng eyes twinkle with my answer.

“I love you, too, husband,” I reply.

He kisses on my forehead and my heart feels squeezed with all his gentleness and love.

“You always get power over me,” I say.

His lips quirk.

“Except when your stubbornness and unreasonable acted up,” he says.

I laugh.

“Yup, but that because of you started being unreasonable first,” I  said accusingly.

“My lady, can you not argue once? I’m your husband,” He says.

“NO! I’m your wife,” I encounter.

“Impossible wife ever!” He scoffs.

“You are impossible husband ever too!” I sulking.

He turning his head as he can’t believe that I would encounter him childishly. Then he pinches both of my cheeks.

“Auww, my wife so cute when she sulking! Alolo, my bao bei,” He teased.