“An elevator?” Li Beinian gasped.
“Uh-huh.” Mu Xichen led her into it and hit the button for the third floor. Then, with a sense of urgency, he pressed her against the wall and started to kiss her.
Caught off-guard, Li Beinian fell backward and widened her eyes while he circled his arms around her waist, gradually tightening the embrace as he deepened the kiss.
The elevator door silently opened as they arrived at the third floor. His embrace became increasingly passionate, and he continued to kiss her as he led her out sideways.
Li Beinian was almost breathless. She felt as though she was being devoured.
His movements were dominating. With one hand pressed into her back, he peeled back her shirt with his other and slid his hand under it. Then, holding her body, he knocked her off her feet.
They fell heavily onto the softness of the large bed. Li Beinian moaned as she felt a strange warmth against her thigh.
Mu Xichen didn’t pause at all. His lips moved away from hers without breaking contact until he was kissing and sucking on her neck.
Trying to catch her breath, Li Beinian put her hand on his shoulder, panting and pushing him away. She said, “Your… brothers are still around…”
In response, he hitched her shirt up, at the same time bearing down on her and locking her down. He whispered, “My brother is right here.”
The girl startled. Before she could react, his lips came down on hers again.
He seemed in a hurry as his hand frantically worked to undo the buttons on her shirt with obviously jerky movements.
Li Beinian felt her body heating up. She held his hand down and complained, “I’m still sore.”
They had been too indulgent the night before, and her body was now hurting.
Besides, that part of her wasn’t just painful, it was swollen…
She held him back, obviously trying to reject his advances.
His eyes darkened. He gave her a light peck on the face and said, “You had the guts to come to me drugged out last night, and now you’re worried?”
She glared at him and replied, “It was your fault, wasn’t it? I tried to do that drunk and you didn’t want to. I had no choice but to drug myself. Can anyone blame me?”
“Are you being reasonable?” His voice was hoarse as his hand slid under her skirt in exploration. He looked at her and asked, “Where does it hurt?”
She turned a bright scarlet and pushed him off, shouting, “Stop your wandering hand!”
Being pushed off unexpectedly, he was knocked back into his senses for a moment before he threw himself over her again.
His weight was now fully bearing down on her, immobilizing her misbehaving limbs. The look of passion and desire in his eyes was undisguised as he looked at her and whispered, “How do you want me to touch you, then?”
His wandering hand once again peeled back her shirt, which she had earlier on attempted to straighten out with much effort. “Like this?” he asked.
“Don’t…” She pushed his hand away, feeling her body burning.
“How about like this, then?”
He pinched her, causing her to moan aloud before she chided him. “You scoundrel!”
He laughed when he saw how red she had turned and yet was still trying to look fierce.
Still on top of her, he said softly and unhurriedly, “We’re married. Between man and wife, do you expect me to behave prim and proper?”
Married…
Between man and wife…
As those foreign-sounding words tumbled from his mouth, she felt lost for a moment.
It all happened so quickly, it seemed she hadn’t had the time to let it all sink into her.
Not waiting for her response, Mu Xichen’s lips started to explore her silky pale skin. But when he saw the marks on her body from last night, he softened his touch and said, “Tell me if it hurts.”