Chapter 83 - 83 His Accusing

When I feel my knickers being drawn down from my legs, my thoughts got scattered when he shifts his body up to sit on his heels, pulling me up to straddle his waiting lap. He reaches under us and positions himself at my opening.

"Babe,now lean back on your hands." he orders softly, his voice like gravel, his eyes intense.

Then I lean back and his spare arm wrapping under my waist to support me. He enters me slowly on a rush of air, his lips parted and moist. I m.o.a.n in pure, delighted pleasure as he fills me completely.

My arms got shift a little, and I lock my legs around his waist.

Oh God!

He feels so good inside of me. I could die now as very happy woman.

When his other hand joins his others one that wrapped around my waist, with his big hands nearly encompassing me, as he starts directing my h.i.p.s around in a slow pace, start grinding in circles then lifting me up slowly before pulling me back down and swiveling again. He's working us in perfect time to the music.

Oh God, he's good.

I sigh, long and breathy at the exquisite sensations he's creating as he lifts, pulls me back down and circles, his own h.i.p.s following the movements that he has complete control over.

"Where have you been before all my life,my dear?" he m.o.a.ns on a long, grinding circle.

"Of course,growing up to be this beautiful woman! Hahaha"

The unwelcome thought reminds me of my lack of knowledge with regards to his age. Oh, I forgot about his age completely, but if asked him at the height of pleasure, would he tell me truthfully?

Damn it! I've falling love over high heels with a man that I have no idea how old he is.

How ridiculous am I actually. I'm definitely a mad woman.

Sudden, I gasp as I'm got lifted and lowered again, the shimmer of a slow building, highly satisfying climax beginning to gather force. I'm  was hypnotised by him and completely rapt as I watch his face burning with passion, his chest muscles undulating as he guides my body on his.

This is slow pace was a meticulously love making, and it's doing me no favours with a regards to my feelings for him,none whatsoever.

Actually,I'm was addicted to a gentle of him as I am dominant of him .

I'm at a total loss.

His tongue sweeps across his moist bottom lip and his eyes flicker, his frown line working its way across his brow.

"Wei Lin. Promise me something." His voice is soft as he swivels his h.i.p.s on another mind-numbing grind.

I m.o.a.n louder. Oh Sh*t!

He's taking advantage of my mesmerised state by asking me to make promises now. But then again, that was more of a demand than a question.

I study him, waiting for his request. 

"Stay with me, no back off allow." He say.

What? Tonight? Forever? Elaborate, damn it!  

Is that a question? Damn it! That's definitely an order.

I nod my head as I'm pulled back down and he mumbles incoherent words.

"Say it." He circles his h.i.p.s, penetrating me to the deepest part of my body.

"Oh God, I will."I exhale around the scorching infiltration.

My voice is quivering from pleasure and emotion as the forceful throb at my core takes over and I tremble in his hands.

"You're going to come."he pants.

"Yes,please," I beg as I can't go on anymore.

"I love looking at you when you're like this. Hold it, baby." He orders.

My arms start to buckle under me, prompting him to shift his grip to the middle of my back and pull me up so we're front on front. I cry out as our chests collide and my new position has him penetrating me further. My hands fly up to grasp his back.

He searches my eyes.

"You're painfully beautiful and all mine. Kiss me." He order again.

I obey him by moving my palms to cup his handsome face and lowering my lips to his. He m.o.a.ns as I plunge my tongue into his mouth, his drives hardening into me.

"Feng Teng, I can't go anymore." I plead him again.

" Control it, baby." He demand.

"I can't.Really" I pant into his mouth.

I'm really helpless to his invasion of my mind and body as I tense my thighs around him and shatter all over him. I cry out and trap his bottom lip between my teeth, biting down.

He shouts, rises to his knees, rears back and slams into me on his own release, clenching me to his chest and spilling himself inside of me. He thrusts up one last, powerful time. I cry out.

"Oh God! What am I going to do with you?" He cry.

Yes! Just keep me forever, PLEASE!

His face plummets into my neck as he pumps his h.i.p.s slowly, back and forth, milking every ounce of pleasure from me. 

I'm dizzy, my head spinning wildly as his heavy, hot breath spreads across my neck and travels down my chest. Every internal muscle I possess grips him as he pulsates inside me.

He's shaking with proper trembling shakes. I wrap my arms around him and squeeze him to me.

'You're shaking."I mumble the words into his shoulder.

"That because you make me so happy." He exclaims.

Do I?

"I've thought you are the one whom make me crazy," I say.

He pulls back and looks me in the eyes, his forehead shimmering in sweat.

"Shh...You make me crazy happy,"he kisses my nose and sweeps my hair away from my face.

" And you also make me crazy mad." He gives me an accusing look.

I don't know why. It's his own unreasonable, neurotic behavior that makes him crazy mad, not me.

"I prefer you when you're crazy happy, because you're scary when you're crazy mad."

His lips twitch.

"Then stop doing things that could make me crazy mad." He accused.

I gape at him, but he presses his lips to mine before I can challenge him on that accusation. The man is crazy deluded, on top of everything else.

He rests back down on his heels.