Chapter 277: Enjoying the Show *

[Warning: Do not read in front of people. Snu snu and MQC trying to make a point up ahead. Read at your own risk.]

Mo Qingchen was just sitting there, sipping at the wine straight from the bottle. And he was watching her ride him. 

Part of her was offended that he was so blasé towards what she considered was incredible sex. And yet, at the same time, it was a turn-on to see him.

She was growing to like his cold and rather cunning personality. The way he controlled the situation and never really followed what others did, it turned her on. It seemed to contradict her personality but she could only theorize that Mo Qingchen was the first person that could control her. 

Actually, it was because she allowed him to control her. He knew how to do it.

"What are you doing?" she asked through her heavy breathing, failing to hide her disappointment. Why wasn't he on the edge with her? 

"Enjoying the show," he said lightly. 

"I am offended!" she claimed. 

"Are you ready to cum?" he asked, ignoring her statement.

"Want to cum together," she pouted. 

He hummed. He took one last swig of the wine before he placed the bottle back on the table and turned to give her his undivided attention.

"You need to work out more," he commented finally. "Let me," he was firm. He bent his knees so that his feet were flat against the mattress. 

Qian Meng held onto one of his legs to balance herself as she maintained her position. Mo Qingchen gripped her hips and began thrusting into her relentlessly. 

His whole demeanor screamed that he had allowed her to have her fun, bouncing around on him while he watched with amusement. And right then, it was time to get down to business. 

It was a little insulting but a little too erotic.

"Fuck!" she screamed as he well and truly fucked her.

He had taken control, so she could just sit there and enjoy the pleasure rippling through her body. Her moans never stopped and neither did his strong and steady pace. Qian Meng could hear the sound of skin against skin as his cock plunged into her.

"Don't cum," he ordered, knowing that she was unbearably close. This time, he sounded strained.

"I can't," she whined, still holding onto his leg as her body moved with the force of his thrusts. "I'm so close."

"Don't," he pressed. "I am close."

She wanted to cry with relief. His lips pressed against her spine as he thrust harder. She closed her eyes and squeezed her muscles around him just the way he liked.

However, the plan foiled immediately. Squeezing her muscles only increased her own pleasure and she screamed as waves of pleasure bolted through her.

"Qian Meng…" his voice held a reprimand. She had orgasmed when he had told her not to.

Qian Meng felt him throb inside her and then the first of his release coated her insides. She smiled triumphantly as she rode out the rest of her pleasure.

They stayed still for several moments, Mo Qingchen lavishing her back with kisses and her just lolling her head back and enjoying the feeling of the cold air and his lips against her heated skin. 

Slowly, but surely she regained her breath and leaned forward to rest her cheeks against his knee. He rubbed her back slowly, making her sigh. 

Ah, so this was what it felt to be relaxed despite a hard day. Her limbs felt like jelly. She wondered if she would be able to move any time soon from where she was. 

It was the perfect time to actually talk to her. "I need to talk to you," he started softly. When he didn't get a response, he nudged her to get her attention. 

"What is it?" she sighed out the words. 

"Now that the whole controversy has been dealt with, I want to tell you something. And you need to pay attention to me, okay?" he demanded. She hummed and nestled into him. Knowing that she was listening, he began. "I know you are good at marketing your products, but this time... you took too long to act. Just like before, you were so focused on getting everything right, chasing the right answer that you didn't pay attention to the variable factors in the situation."

"What are you talking about?" she asked gruffly. 

"You could have ended all of this the day it came out, but you instead chose to drag it on and slowly watched as things got worse. You allowed those people to stomp over you and your company. Why did you do that?" Actually, he knew the answer to that question.

She opened her eyes and looked at him critically. "Everything was going down the drain. Have you no idea what a nightmare it is when the executives don't know the full situation and take action? How many careers have been ruined because of it?" she argued. 

"I understand that very well. But you aren't a conservative when it comes to mitigating rumors. Then why do you lack confidence when it comes to your company?" he scolded. 

"It's not that I lack confidence but that I don't want to jump into anything lest..." she trailed off. Lest she lost it all. This was her baby, how could she see it struggle? "It was protocol."

"It almost ruined your company's image. There are still going to be people out there who think poorly of the brand. They won't trust you." 

Qian Meng nodded. "That is what happens after a scandal. I expected it. There was no way I could come out of it unscathed considering that some of the employees at the outlets were treating customers poorly if they thought they didn't have the purchasing power."

"And you resolved that beautifully. Why didn't you do this the very day the news broke?" Mo Qingchen pressed her to answer. 

"To..." she hesitated. "To evaluate the situation before I took a drastic step."

Mo Qingchen shook his head. She would remain stubborn in her belief until the very end. But it was his duty to tell her as he saw it.