"What would you rather have first? Dessert or a nice bath?"

She could hear the playfulness in his voice. It was the first time she did so. She lifted her gaze to see the amusement on his perfect face. He was enjoying how flustered she was. She was sure of it.

Lu Mengjie pursed her lips once again. She suddenly remembered the nights they shared and how well he handled her. "Well" was an understatement. He was amazing. How his lips worked on her body and how it ignited the fire inside her. She could have just backed out but...He had a taste of her back then so now, she wanted to return the favor. "You will have to teach me how to eat the dessert, Mr. Yong."

"Mrs. Yong.." he paused in amusement. "It will be my pleasure."

Yong Liwei had this effect on her; her tummy quivered just being around him, she felt butterflies in her stomach. She could feel the warmth of his large, muscular body and smell his skin's deep, manly aroma. As she looked into his dark eyes, she was slipping more under his spell with each passing minute.

She returned her gaze on his hard rod and was mesmerized by it. She gulped a little as she stared at his hardened length. Damn, she could never get used to seeing this part of him.

When he sank himself onto her palms, she heard him groan; a sound with a hint of painful frustration, but with a spice of pleasure.

It was another first for her so she couldn't help but be fascinated when she held his hot, throbbing manhood. As she measured him up with her hands, she softly gripped, her touch purposefully gentle. Rock-hard. Her breath got caught in her throat as she stroked both of her hands up his length from root to tip.

"Fuck, Mengjie." His gasps were tinged with a hint of delectable anguish. His voice had a wicked purr to it, and it made her tremble.

She was turned-on, got desperate with only those two words. She licked her dry, parted lips before asking once again, "What should I do next, husband?"

For some reason, she felt in control despite him being domineering over her. She liked it, having him on her palms. She wanted to drive him crazy.

He gently caressed her cheek with his thumb. "Lick it."

Lu Mengjie was hesitant at first but at the same time, she was curious about what he would taste like. Aroused by the demand, her tongue flew around the bottom. Her desire to do more was piqued by the smoothness of his skin, and his distinct fragrance. She softly sucked on his tip with her lips.

"Good… good. Just like that." He produced a moan that sounded like it was packed with the finest anguish.

He rewarded her with a scorching rush of pre-cum. Salty. Sweet. The taste was foreign, but kind of addictive. She caved in her cheeks and drew repeatedly. She wanted more.

"Hnn… your mouth. Keep sucking, just like that." His fingers pressed into the roots of her hair, pushing and yanking. She admired how he started tender, but became more abrasive as his desire for her overtook him. She squirmed because she was so excited by his pleasure.

Her hunger for him grew, she turned greedier as a result of the mild bite of pain from her scalp. She remembered how his mouth worked under her. Kiss. Lick. Suck. So she treated his length like it was the biggest and sweetest lollipop she had ever tasted. Her head bobbed as she pampered him with suckling and caressing his crest. She swept flat on her tongue over the heavy veins that ran the length of his manhood, tilting her head to find and brush each one.

He grew bigger and longer as a result of the swelling. Her knees ached, but she didn't seem to mind. She shifted her attention to him, watching his head sink back and he struggled for air. She imagined how they must look at that moment: Yong Liwei, in all his refined elegance, stroking his erect in and out of her hungry mouth. He finally decided to take over, thrusting his hips as he held her head still. He was quivering with every raging throb into her mouth.

"Ah, Mengjie…" His voice had a raspy, gruffness in it. "I'm close."

The sounds he produced, as well as his mutterings and heated adulation, it was music in her ears. Her eyes began to water, her lungs burning. And with his final release, she struggled to swallow his spurt of cum. She forcefully pulled away and coughed, some of his juice spilled down the corners of her mouth.

He leaned forward to her level and held her arm, tugging her up to stand. She wobbled, her knees weak but she regained her balance with Yong Liwei's support on her waist. He used his thumb to gently wipe the corner of her lips, "Good job, Mengjie."

Her heart fluttered upon hearing his praise. She could feel her cheeks heat up as she processed what happened. She couldn't believe she just gave him a head.

"Did… I really did a good job?" Her eyes landed back on his manhood. Even after a convulsive orgasm, she was astounded at how he didn't entirely soften. She knew that he was still equipped of fucking her senseless. She could feel how drench she was below, it was longing for him.

"Yes, a good job for a dove like you." He bent his head to her, kissing her deeply, licking into her mouth, having a taste of himself as he continued to reward her with his kiss.

She was standing in front of him as she continued to kiss him greedily. Her mind was clouded by her desire for him. She was so intoxicated by him.

He slipped his hand in her robe to cup one of her breasts before moving his kisses on her neck. "You're so beautiful, Mengjie."

Her core tightened with every delicate suck he began planting on her. "Liwei…" she breathed out a moan. Her knees were getting weak again as she felt herself melting with the scorching heat of his tongue against her skin.

He brought his lips to her cheek before moving them to her ear. With authority and yet a seductive tone in his voice, he whispered, "Undress. Now."