MG2018 - Ximen + Xiaoyou

Part 13

"Tonight." Xiaoyou's eyes widened at the single word in Ximen's text. It was followed by a voice message, and she played it immediately. "Tonight is the night you get what you want," Ximen's voice was deep and seductive, and it was making her feel warm all over. "I'm telling you now because I want you to think about it all day." Her cheeks felt warm as she remembered how intimate they'd been a few nights ago. "I'll see you tonight at my house. I'll be waiting." She closed her eyes at the end of the message, and was startled when she felt a tap on her shoulder. "Xiaoyou, are you alright?" Her eyes flew open to see Shancai peering at her in concern. She smiled quickly and nodded. "Yes, I'm okay! Let's get to work," she replied, and turned to the counter to start preparing drinks.

But one hour into her shift, Xiaoyou felt flustered and distracted. Ximen's sultry tone kept echoing in her mind. Think about it all day, he said. And somehow, she was obeying despite her best efforts to concentrate on the job at hand. She was remembering the feel of his mouth and hands all over her body, the sight of him sucking at her-- Xiaoyou shook her head quickly. It was no use, she couldn't function this way. She turned to Shancai and said, "Shancai, I'm not feeling very well. Is it okay if I take the day off?" Shancai rested a hand on Xiaoyou's forehead and said, "You do feel a bit warm." Xiaoyou flushed. Oh Shancai, if only you knew what was making me feel warm, she thought. "Go ahead, I'll cover for you," Shancai said before turning to greet a new customer.

Xiaoyou got changed quickly and left the tea shop. But instead of going home, she decided that if tonight was going to be The Night, she needed to be prepared. She entered a lingerie store and picked out a delicate lace slip and matching panties. It was sexy without being risque. Then she decided to pick out a new dress and heels, as she remembered the look in Ximen's eyes when she entered the room in the cheongsam and red heels he had picked out for her. That hadn't been a very good night for them, but despite that, she had noticed how he couldn't keep his eyes off her in that outfit. It made her feel beautiful, and she wanted to feel that way again tonight. Her last stop was the spa, where she got a full body scrub and a massage.

Finally, it was time to go to Ximen's house. She felt nervous but excited, and she smoothed the front of her new dress. She stood on the front step and raised her hand to ring the doorbell, but the door opened before she could. Ximen stood in the doorway and she saw how he looked at her from head to toe, an appreciative smile crawling into his lips. "Xiaoyou," he said simply, but she saw the desire in his eyes. She leaned forward to kiss him, but he pulled back and shook his finger at her. "No contact," he smiled devilishly, "It's not time yet." She felt a pang of frustration, as she had spent the entire day looking forward to kissing him, touching him. He stepped aside to let her into the house, then shut the door behind him. "I thought we might have dinner first," he said, leading her out into the garden.

She took a seat across him and they ate their meal, but despite the delicious meal, she still felt starved. All she wanted was to hold his hand or feel his leg brush up against hers under the table, but she got absolutely nothing from him. It was making her feel antsy, and she couldn't wait for them to finish the meal. Finally, the table was cleared in front of them, and Xiaoyou thought Ximen would lean forward and take her hand or something, anything. Instead, he leaned back in his seat and gazed at her quietly. She looked at him and saw how his gaze slowly transformed. At first, it was filled with love, the gaze that always warmed her heart and made her smile. 

But then she could see the desire, the hunger, and soon she felt like he was undressing her with his eyes. She watched his gaze drop to her lips and down to her neck, and she remembered the feel of his lips and the heat of his breath on her neck. She gulped as she started to feel hot, especially as his gaze traveled down her collarbone and to her breasts. How was this possible, that he was sitting right across from her, so many feet away, yet she could feel him sucking on her nipples gently and palming her other breast in his hand? She could feel her nipples hardening, straining against the lace of the new slip she wore under her dress. She began to fidget in her seat as she began to crave for his touch, especially in particular places. She remembered how his mouth, his hands, his fingers felt all over her body and it was starting to feel like she was going to explode if she didn't feel his touch soon. She looked at him and he locked eyes with her, and she felt her lips part open and her thighs fall apart as she took in the carnal look in his eyes. They burned into her as memories of that night rushed through her entire body, and she gripped her seat to try and steady herself. "Ximen..." she breathed, but his name came out of her lips almost like a moan. It really was dangerous to look straight into his eyes, she couldn't help but think as she reached out to him.

To her surprise, he stood up abruptly from his seat and turned to go into the house. Her jaw dropped open as she watched him stride purposefully across the living room, and she almost knocked her chair over as she sprang up and hurried after him. If this was what his gaze could do to her, it was time to find out what else he could do with the rest of his body.