MG2018 - Ximen + Xiaoyou

Part 15

Ximen tried to look busy at his laptop as he stole glances at the office door at Talent's Tea Shop. What was taking Xiaoyou so long with her manager? They had been there for a while and it was driving him crazy not knowing what was going on.

Suddenly, the door swung open and Ximen hurriedly looked at his laptop screen. Xiaoyou's boss emerged first, and he looked up to acknowledge her. She gave him a nod and said, "Don't stay too late." Then she pushed her way out the door just as Xiaoyou came out of the office. Before Ximen could say anything, she ran over to him and plopped herself unto his lap. He took one look at her shining eyes and he felt his lips curving into a smile. "You got it?" he asked, and she nodded excitedly. "I got it! I'm now officially the manager of Talent's Tea Shop!" She threw her arms around his neck as he hugged her tight and let out an excited whoop. "You deserve it, baby," he said sincerely, kissing her forehead.

She looked down at him, and he saw a mischievous glint in her eyes. "I know how we can celebrate..." she said, wriggling her eyebrows up and down suggestively. Ximen couldn't help but laugh. "You are insatiable," he chided, and she surprised him by straddling his lap. "What? Don't you want to celebrate?" she pouted at him. Ximen couldn't resist, and he reached up to nip at her bottom lip.

It was the opening Xiaoyou needed, as she held his head and kissed him deeply. Ximen let out a moan of surprise as he felt her tongue in his mouth. If this was how she wanted it, he was willing to play.

Xiaoyou yelped in surprise as Ximen stood up, his hands on her bottom as he began to walk towards the door of the tea shop. Xiaoyou crossed her legs around his waist as they continued to kiss torridly, and Ximen locked the door. He carried her around the tea shop as she pulled the shades down and turned off the lights in between their kisses, until finally the entire place was dark.

Ximen set her down on the counter and stood between her legs, his hands in her hair as she yanked at his shirt. "Too many clothes," she grumbled as she pushed his shirt open and ran her hands up and down his bare chest. "I could say the same for you," he said, quickly unbuttoning the blouse of her uniform to reveal her breasts. She arched her back as Ximen dipped his head down to her cleavage and inhaled her scent. He reached behind her to unhook her bra and quickly tossed it to the floor as he sucked on her already-hard nipples.

"Oh baby," she breathed, and began to nibble on his ear. "Xiaoyou..." he growled, "You know what that does to me." She gave his ear a little lick in response, and he let out a strangled gasp. He pushed her down and she raised her hips just enough for him to yank down her pants and underwear. She kicked them off and moaned as Ximen fondled and loved her breasts with his mouth. She took off her blouse and was about to remove her apron when he said, "Leave it on."

He lay her down on the countertop, marveling at her nakedness that was covered only by her apron. "Tell me what you want," he commanded softly, and watched as she spread her legs in reply. "That's not enough," he said, and she pleaded at him with her eyes. "Please, Ximen..." she whimpered, and he knew she was craving for his touch, for his mouth. The more she wanted it, the more he withheld it from her.

"Tell me, Xiaoyou," he repeated. "I... I want... I want your mouth," she whispered. He leaned above her, so close that he could kiss her. Instead, he said against her lips, "Where do you want my mouth?" She began to push his head down, but he resisted. "Tell me exactly what you want me to do," he repeated, staring into her eyes. When she saw the determined look in his eyes, she steeled herself and drew up the strength to tell him exactly what she wanted. "Eat me," she commanded softly. He grinned at her wolfishly, "Your wish is my command."

Ximen kissed his way down the length of her entire body and Xiaoyou spread her legs, trembling in anticipation once she felt his face against her apron. He pushed it up slowly until her mound was finally revealed to him. Looking up at her with his face in between her legs, he waited for her next command. "Lick me," she said without breaking their gaze. He stuck out his tongue and gave her a long, slow lick, and she moaned his name. He stopped, and she knew what she had to do. "Eat me," she said again, and this time Ximen buried his face in her womanhood, feasting on her. "Eat me," she moaned again and again, fearing that if she stopped chanting, he would stop too. She was delirious with desire as Ximen lapped her up, and he reached up to resume fondling her breasts. Xiaoyou looked down to see her apron still bunched around her waist, its hem in Ximen's hair, and she knew she would never look at her apron the same way again.

The thought of remembering this moment every time she tied her apron at work was enough to push her over the edge. Xiaoyou tried to muffle her screams as she came undone, and Ximen drank up every single bit of her. "Love me, Ximen," she begged, and he made his way up her body. To her surprise, he pulled her up to him and wrapped her legs around his waist. He carried her up, supporting her by the buttocks, then entered the office and shut the door behind them. He leaned her against the wall, quickly undid his pants, and entered her then, the entire weight of her body impaled on his manhood.

Xiaoyou couldn't help but shriek with pleasure, and she knew that was why he brought them in here. No one could hear them from in here, and she was free to scream if she wanted to. "You are so loud when we make love," he said with a smirk, and she replied by screaming his name as he thrust into her forcefully. Xiaoyou loved that even if they were rough and loud, she always felt safe with him. Ximen loved that only he knew what an animal she was in bed, especially when she looked so innocent to everyone else.

Finally, Ximen kicked off his pants, walked over to the couch and sat down, and Xiaoyou rode him expertly. They exchanged open-mouthed kisses and sighed each other's name as the intensity built up, until they came to an earth-shattering climax. They shouted and clung to each other as their bodies shuddered with release, until they collapsed on the couch, spent.

Ximen lay back on the couch as Xiaoyou lay on top of him, and he slipped out of her gently. They were breathing rapidly, glistening from their lovemaking, and he stroked her back as she buried her face in his neck.

"Xiaoyou," he whispered.

"Mmm?" she murmured.

"Let's get married."

Xiaoyou raised her head to look down at him, and saw his eyes filled with love. She looked at him tenderly and asked, "Aren't we already?"

Ximen looked at her in surprise, and she kissed him softly. "It's always been you, Ximen. Now and forever."

He felt as though his heart was about to burst, but something in him still wanted to be sure.

"So let's make it official. Is that a yes? You'll marry me?" he asked, waiting to hear the words he had always wanted to hear.

Instead, Xiaoyou grinned at him mischievously and reached for his manhood. He was instantly hard at her touch, and Xiaoyou winked as she stroked him before slipping him inside her again.

She rocked her hips back and forth, riding him, her breasts bobbing up and down in front of his face, and Ximen felt like the luckiest man alive as Xiaoyou said the words he wanted to hear over and over.

"Yes, Ximen... yes... yes... YES!!!"