Mistaken identity. Unreciprocated first love. Worst first impression. All the bad ingredients that connected Qing and Dayu's fate together. Both of them thought they chose the other one, for obvious reasons. But only one of them got it right. The ot...
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Dayu's POV
Damn! I'm really late for work.
I'm late. I'm sore and aching all over(yes, I finally felt them). And I'm so goddamn hungry.
I looked at my wrist watch; almost eleven thirty. I was sitting on the couch, as Qing had insisted, while he went to the kitchen to prepare us some food.
He's humming and whistling. Damn you Wang Qing! I cursed. Why are you looking so happy and contented like that!?!!!
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An hour earlier
"That..Was...Amazing!" Qing propped himself up on his pair of strong hands; his triceps bulged as he did so; even though I was laying on my stomach, I could see one of his hands on the side of my head. I felt his breath grazing the back of my neck, before he was kissing me on my nape and shoulders and back. His tongue was also flicking on my skin; tasting me. I shuddered.
We were both still sweating and we're still breathing hard; not to mention we could both clearly hear two sets of hearts beating like a drum.
Not to mention, that Qing's still embedded inside of my body, and I'm flooded inside with his essence.
"You're incredible...I love you..!" Qing whispered into my ear, and I gasped - I know that I'm flushing all over. I haven't stopped reddening since waking up this morning.
"Wang Qing!" I hissed as I felt Qing, somehow getting bigger inside of me, "for God sake! Give me a break..will you!?" We had made love twice- why is he still getting hard like this!?
"Hey-!?" I gasped, when I felt him sinking his teeth into my shoulder, gently while grinding his manhood inside.
"Wang Qing!" I protested, earnestly, "please...We can't....I can't anymore ...please...!" Even though, for now, I think that I have had enough, if Qing continued to seduce me with his kisses and touch, and his movement inside of my body, searching and hitting my sweet spots; I knew that I would forget all my resolve and drown in the pleasure again.
And, that, seriously isn't something I could afford right now. We're already late enough as it is- four hours late than the time I usually arrived for work.
"Hmpphh..." Qing grinded his manhood once, deeper as he inhaled and exhaled a deep and long breath, "very well..." he muttered, sounding a little unsatisfied, and to my surprise, I felt him pulling out of my body. It was an excruciatingly slow process; he's already fully hard inside so it's not easy to pull out. It made a little popping sound, when Qing's length finally left my body.
I gasped at the sudden emptiness I felt, as soon as Qing was out. I closed my eyes and bit my lip; and I want to smack my own head down because I almost whimper in protest when I felt him pulling away.
