Chapter 65 - 65 I know

"Feng Teng." I pant, as I arching myself into him.

"I know." he hums against my ear.

"Do you want me to take care of it?"

"Yes! Please!" I cry.

He drops a tender kiss on the hollow of my ear, easing me down onto my back.

With his upper body braced on one arm at the side of me, he gently brushes the hair from my face. I watch as he studies me thoughtfully, his green pools swimming, the cogs of his mind turning.

"Everything is so much more bearable with you around, darling." he says softly, while his eyes searching for mine.

I absorb his words, completely stunned by his confession. What's more bearable? I can't cope with the vagueness of this statement, especially with situation right now. There is more than meets the eye with this man not just confident and wealthy, possessive and gentle but also controlling and dominate. I believe could go on forever and there's more in future.

I gaze up at him. I want to ask questions, but as I draw breath to speak, he drops his head to my b.r.e.a.s.t, flicking his tongue over my already taut nips, circling it and licking the sweat away. I buck when his teeth clamp over my tight bud, the sharp stab arching my back and pushing my b.r.e.a.s.t up further, forcing him to pull away slightly to accommodate me.

"Feel good?" he asks.

"Arrrhh...Yes!" I answer immediately.

"Would you want more of my mouth?"He ask.

"Ohhhh... Jesus!" I cried.

He hums in satisfaction, spreading his focus in between of my b.r.e.a.s.ts, lapping, nipping and sucking my all over my skin gradually in meticulously away.

I m.o.a.n and m.o.a.n. I'm completely sweating mess. My fingers are clawed in his hair as I squirm under his expert tongue. One touch of his on my core,immediately I'll be propelled into a despairing stupor.

"All dry." he drawls as he lifts his body, his eyes locking with mine.

"But you wants more of my mouth." He licks his lips and backs away from me, my stomach performing a full three sixty spin.

Oh, Christ. I won't last a second.

He looms over me, looking straight down to the apex of my thighs. He eases his palms onto my thighs and slowly pulls them further apart.

"My gorgeous. You're weeping." He breathes in deep.

I can see the rise and fall of his chest speed up. He flicks one last gaze up at me before his head drifts down, slowly and provocatively. I clamp my eyes shut, tensing my whole body, as I wait for that first dash of contact.

And there it is. One long sweep of his tongue, straight up the centre of my core, with a little dance on my clit to finish off.

"Oh…God!" I scream, and I'm rewarded with two fingers thrust straight in to maximum capacity. I buck and writher involuntarily as he lays an arm across my stomach to hold me down.

"Do you want me to stop?" he asks. His voice is gravel, my reaction increase violenty. As he swiftly returns to my V, then invade his fingers back in deep while lightly stroking my c.l.i.t.o.r.i.s with his tongue.

Oh,Motherf**ker!

In seconds, the peak of an explosion on the horizon reach, and with one last casual sweep up the very centre of my most sensitive place, I burst apart beneath him.

Oh God! I'm lost.

I thrash my head from side to side, a rush of breath escaping my burning lungs on a long peaceful sigh, as my thumping heart works way back down to a steady and stable rate pulse.

Then he continue laps gently, helping me ride out the pulses of my orgasm, letting me drift delicately down as I m.o.a.n out in pure of satisfaction.

Oh My Lord! He has the most incredible mouth .

I never know that a man like him does exist and he going to be mine forever soon.