The Substitute Bride - Yizhan

Chapter Ten 💐

Don't say no!? Is Yibo even aware of what he's really asking for?

"Y-you don't know what you're asking, Mr. Lan..." He spoke what was in his mind, managing between the enthralling little kisses. He could feel Yibo's hand caressing his body, in a slow, languid, exploring caress that made him feel warm and excited.

"Please, Zhan. Don't say no. It will kill me if you do," Yibo said against the skin of his throat, Yibo's voice hoarse with desire.

Yibo's voice flows like a melody, playfully teasing Zhan, who finds it hard to fight back. How can he possibly stop Yibo when his own body is working against his mind?

And he had never been kissed like Yibo was kissing him. Compared to a couple of boyfriends he had in college, the man was a master kisser and seducer. Zhan was half-afraid, half-excited, and confused.

He's torn between his logical thoughts and the strange emotions that are slowly taking over his body. The feeling was foreign, yes. But Zhan wasn't totally ignorant as not to know what it was.

Desire. Desire for Yibo. Intense and overflowing.

What else will he think and say? Zhan could feel the mysterious maleness growing hard as Yibo was pushing it against his thighs. Zhan's shock was so intense that he thought he might faint.

" Zhan..."

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Zhan was in a total panic. He had never gone through anything like this before and he didn't know how to handle it. What really gets to him is the feelings Yibo brings out. Yibo gripped Zhan's bottom and rubbed himself against him.

And Zhan could feel the pain. A different kind of pain. Hot and empty. And yet he was mindless with need.

And whatever protest was brewing in his mind was drowned out by what Yibo was doing. Yibo's tongue caressed his mouth erotically and then withdrew and delved again, teasing and coaxing him to play.

Zhan moaned as his tongue hesitantly played with Yibo. He tasted a little of cigarettes and wine. Yet he found this taste like an aphrodisiac. Zhan felt Yibo's heartbeat in his sweaty palms resting on his chest. Clinging to the last bits of his sanity, Zhan tried to escape again but Yibo didn't give him a chance.

Yibo lowered him into the carpet.

Zhan blinked awake, hoping his thoughts would take charge of his emotions. But all he could see was Yibo's dark eyes filled with intense desire. He could see a little sweat around Yibo's forehead.

Then Yibo bent to kiss him again. "I want you... I need you, Zhan," Yibo murmured inside his mouth.

Zhan swallowed his words as Yibo's hands adeptly removed his shirt. Every sensible thought slipped away the moment Yibo's lips touched his chest. Zhan cried out softly when Yibo gave his defenseless nipple a suckle.

" Zhan," Yibo said thickly, urgently.

Between kissing and caressing, Yibo had taken off Zhan's pants along with his boxers and threw them in the air.

Yibo literally stopped breathing at what he saw underneath those old-fashioned clothes Zhan wore. Then Yibo clutched him so tightly that Zhan was literally lifted a few inches from the floor.