Chapter 235: Claim Her on the Wedding Night

"I'm just messing with you," he laughed. 

After finishing the food, Qian Meng went back to the bedroom to get some clothes. But before she could even get to her suitcase, the captivating sight from the adjoining balcony caught her attention. 

She couldn't resist taking a peek at the view right away, so she passed by her suitcase and headed outside.

Just as she had expected, the view outside was breathtaking. There was not a single human in the vicinity and Qian Meng had to acknowledge the vastness of the world. Qian Meng smiled as she rested her elbows against the railing and leaned over, trying to take in everything. She tried to memorize everything within sight, never wanting to forget that image.

Floating over the water, she looked further and further away from where the light merged into darkness, but the water didn't end.

She heard the doors creak open behind her. She knew that it would be Mo Qingchen and she didn't even bother turning around to confirm it. Qian Meng was too absorbed in the beauty of the scene before her, looking more like a picture than something she was actually seeing right in front of her eyes.

"Gorgeous, isn't it?" Mo Qingchen muttered as he moved up behind her, bringing his hands to rest on her hips. 

She felt her body stiffen just slightly, suddenly very aware that she was totally naked other than the small white towel loosely wrapped around her middle. The towel barely came up over her breasts and ended right where her ass met her thighs.

She had no idea what kind of clothing if any that Mo Qingchen had on since he was behind her and she hadn't turned around, but she was fairly certain that she could at least feel his upper body. It was bare. 

He was telling her things that she couldn't concentrate on. He left one arm around her waist but lifted the other to move her hair off her neck, pushing it all over one shoulder. His lips found the now exposed side, showering it with slow and hot, open-mouthed kisses as he spoke between them. 

Her eyes fluttered closed and she instinctually stretched her neck out to make more room for his lips. "I have to admit, your company makes the best tasting moisturizer," he muttered thickly against her neck. 

She hummed and then her eyes popped open. "Wait. I am not sure if it is okay for consumption." She panicked for a second before she joked. "Wouldn't it be fun if you got poisoned on our wedding night? Will I be called a black widow?" she snickered. 

He huffed, missing a kiss. "I have read the ingredients and watched all the videos on your products. It's safe," he muttered. 

Qian Meng chuckled. "You're studying my products? Dedicated to your wife, huh?" she asked. 

Mo Qingchen ignored her. "Tell me, Yun Qian Meng. Did you saunter out of that shower looking all sexy for me? Did you want to look good for me?" he whispered. 

Qian Meng swallowed again. She wasn't sure how to answer him. Her glib and sarcastic tongue had become dry, so she decided to be honest. 

"I didn't know if you wanted to…" she trailed off. 

"Want to what?" he asked softly, still placing searing kisses on the skin of her neck. 

"Want to…" she couldn't speak past the content sigh at the feeling of his hot tongue against her burning skin. 

"Want to fuck you tonight?" he asked, unabashed. 

"Yes," she shuddered out. 

"Is that so? Haven't I told you before… I fucking love to touch you. I want to explore every single inch of your body. I'll want you long after I have tasted, touched, and memorized every cell. Do you understand?"

Mo Qingchen slid his hand off the arm that wasn't holding her down the side of her body to gently caress her thigh.

"You thought I was a gentleman who wouldn't claim you the same night. You thought I wouldn't pounce of you the moment you became mine?" The possessive way in which made her clutch the railing in fear and erotic thrill at the same time.

"I wasn't sure," she admitted softly, incredulity coloring her voice as she grew attuned to the feeling of his fingertips lingering on her skin.

"Are you kidding?" Mo Qingchen asked as his hand slid up from her thigh to underneath her towel to caress her bare ass. "You've been taunting me incessantly for days with this sweet little ass of yours. Quite the cocktease you've been, Miss Yun…" There was a threat and a promise in his words. 

Her mouth fell open. "Don't pretend to be innocent. You have been teasing me, too." She sighed, pushing her ass back into his palm just a little too eagerly. She wanted to see the reaction she elicited from him.

He growled, the rumbling low in his throat as she squeezed her ass with his large hand. "Guess what?" he asked, his breath hot against her ear. She couldn't even think about an answer to that.

"What?" 

"My cock is at your disposal. I won't tease you any longer. How does that sound for a deal?" He stepped closed against her body so that she could feel his erection pressed against her lower back. 

The way her towel had been positioned, the seam where both sides met was at her back. She jumped a little when Mo Qingchen grabbed both ends and pulled them down to open the towel, exposing her whole backside. Even though the air wasn't cold, the sudden sensation of it abruptly hitting her skin made her shiver. 

The towel fell but Qian Meng caught it just in time to clutch it up against her chest, covering her front. She knew that they were far away from people, but she still had the instinctual misgivings of being outside in the open like this.

She felt him take a step back, no longer feeling his body pressed against hers.