77 Can'st let you go to bed

By now, her body was in the danger of turning into a traitor!!

He let go of her hands and grabbed her head with his right hand, pushing her waist back against the wall by the other. The more she writhed against him, the more demanding he became. Their bodies were almost fusing into one another. Her curves provided the right fit for his hard lean muscles. His hungry lips moved to her throat, collar bone and further down to the cleavage.

Her hands hung uselessly next to her.

She was panting now. The kisses had changed nature from hard to passionate. He was biting her, sucking and licking her neck, sending jolts of pleasure down her body. She couldn't control herself any further and moaned.

Seeing her expression, the fire burning inside Tang got inflamed even further. His head went down to her cleavage, making her clutch his shirt front. Few minutes later, he took his mouth away and looked at her skin which was now marked at various places. A primal roar raised its voice in satisfaction inside his head.

Jia Li had stopped struggling. She couldn't fight it, didn't want to fight it. Her fingers moved to entwine themselves in his hair, tugging hard. Taking a deep breath, he finally lowered his head and took her bruised lip in his mouth. His lips laved and sucked hers tenderly. His hands framed her face giving him better access to her mouth.

He continued doing the ministration to her lower lip until he felt the peeled skin give way from the lip. Moving his attention to the upper one now, he did the same before thrusting his tongue inside. His mouth tasted of whiskey and she found herself getting drunk on it.

Their teeth clashed and the tongues mated. Struggling for air, Tang finally raised his head and placed it on the wall behind her. She could hear her laboured breath in the confines of the washroom. Lowering her eyes, she pushed him away and walked out on trembling knees.

After a minute, he followed her and stood next to the exit.

"When everyone dispersed tonight, I didn't get a chance to say bye to you. I have an early morning flight back and won't be able to see you anytime soon. I know I don't have the right but I couldn't let you go to bed tonight with SOMEONE ELSE'S TASTE IN YOUR MOUTH," with that, he left the room.

She whimpered and slid to the ground. Her fingers touched the swollen tender lips which still held the moistness from Tang's. Covering her face in shame, she let the tumultuous thoughts run their course in her head.

"What kind of a woman have I become? It took me ten minutes to turn from a paragon of virtues into a wanton woman. Why the hell did I not react when Wei kissed me? More importantly, I turned into a mindless moron when Tang's lips touched mine. I conveniently forgot that he is a married man. Is it the lack of sex or was I so jealous of Mei Zhen today that I couldn't keep my hormones in check? Shame on me…" her guilt didn't let her sleep that night.

Tang hadn't spoken a single word to her since morning. He tended to be quiet but Mei Zhen had never seen him this fiercely silent.

"Sir, what would you like for breakfast," asked the flight stewardess, on board the flight to Shanghai.

Finding him unresponsive, Mei Zhen asked her to give them a little time to make their food choices.

She leaned into him, inhaling the spicy aftershave.

"Where are you lost? Are you stressed about something?" she whispered in his ear.

The events of the previous day had left her feeling hopeful. While he had simmered over the easy camaraderie and apparent closeness between Wei and Jia Li, she had held onto his hand during all those hours on the pretext of being scared of water while rafting. By the time they had returned back to the hotel, he hadn't even bothered to bid farewell to his ex-girlfriend.

In his trademark style, he had simply walked off. He had come back to the room after an hour or so with a slight smile on his lips. None of the tension of past two days was visible on his face. He had wished Mei Zhen a pleasant night and gone off to sleep immediately. It had given her hope. She had lain in bed weaving dreams about a new future for her and him. Maybe, he was ready to move on...

"What do you think you are doing?" Tang asked her, looking pointedly at her fingers grazing his forearm, sitting in the flight.

Blushing slightly, she replied, "I…uh, you were deep in thought. Didn't even reply to the air hostess's query. So I…"

Her voice trailed at his expression but she didn't remove her hand from where it lay.

Impatiently, he took her hand and placed it back in her lap.