MR.TYCOON'S DARING WIFE [COMPLETED]

Vol 10: Chapter 91 - 100

Chapter 91: I'll Let Your Imagination Figure out

Translator: EndlessFantasy
Editor: EndlessFantasy

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Her eyes grew wide with the sudden intrusion on her personal space. While the way he did it was rough and unexpected, his lips on hers were soft and warm. He released her wrists to wrap one arm on her waist while his other hand shifted to her nape.

He tilted her head until their frenzied lips fit together perfectly. Despite the fact that the kiss was forced upon her without any warning, she couldn't bring it within herself to reject it.

She couldn't help but close her eyes as her lips responded to his and he took that as her giving him permission. His embrace tightened and he had pulled her so close that he could feel almost every inch of her.

For odd reasons, he tasted sweet…

She let out a low moan when he squeezed her waist, and the sudden noise had further fueled the desire in his heart.

She tried to speak, pulling back for a breath of air. "Y-Yang Feng, wait-" When her eyes fluttered open for a second, it was met by the hunger in his.

He cut her off mid-sentence and pressed their lips together yet again. He kissed her passionately, leaving no room for objections.

He skillfully alternated between sucking and biting her lips, that she ended up swallowing what she was about to say as her brain turned to mush.

She gasped when he suddenly squeezed her waist again, and he seized the opportunity to slip his tongue into her mouth. He easily dominated her mouth, swirling his tongue and tasting every part of it.

It was a kiss that felt like a romantic confession. As if all the words that were left unsaid can be relayed through this kiss instead. It was gentle but demanding and greedy, and nothing like she had ever experienced. It made her feel that all the kisses she had experienced in the past paled in comparison and was now irrelevant.

He didn't pull back until she began tapping him on his chest, begging for air. His scorching gaze was on her as he let her breathe, while he kept the distance between them just enough to do so. Their chests puffed up and down simultaneously as if they were one. She couldn't help but shiver at what just happened. His hot breath was fanning her face, as her body tingled from the lust in his eyes.

Just when she thought it was over, Yang Feng lifted her chin to capture her into another passionate kiss. This time around, there was a drastic difference from the loving kiss they had earlier. Instead, it was filled with anger and frustration.

His grip at the back of her neck angled her head to a better position so that their lips perfectly mended together. His lips roughly moved over hers, biting, sucking, and pulling at it. She moaned, a tingling sensation building up in her body.

His kiss was ferocious as if he was venting all his past grievances against her. Instead of pushing him away, she couldn't help but want to reassure him and attempted to follow his incredible pace.

They broke apart for a few seconds to breathe, only for them to quickly resume their kiss. He desperately kissed her, as if scared she would disappear at any moment. He kissed her as if he had not had a drop of water and she was the oasis in the middle of a dry desert. He kissed her as if she was breathing life to him.

It did not matter that they were in his office and she was in the middle of hitting him. It did not matter how angry she had felt, or how demanding he was being. She was left with no chance to overthink things and her instincts had long taken over as she kissed him back with the same ferocity.