Chapter 103 - 102 Not Acceptable

Feng Teng moving to the side, he scrutinise at the pants dubiously that still hanging in my hands. His head nodding as he admittedly, the pants do look like a pair of pants for the most obese man, but once you figure them out, they're super comfy for walks around the house on a lazy day.

"Here, let me show you how to measure those pants," The sale man takes the pants from my grasp and kneels in front of me.

I feel Feng Teng palm getting tense on my back.

"We'll take them." he spits out fast.

Oh, here comes, his possesive here again.

"Before that you need to measure on your body first lady, because we don't allow any exchange after the purchases." The sale man says cheerfully, as jiggling the opening of the pants at my feet.

I lift my foot to step into the pants, only to have myself tugged back slightly. I glance up at him, flashing a warning look. He's being ridiculous.

The man's just being friendly.

"You have a good leg miss," the sale man says happily.

I cringe.

"Give me those." Feng Teng  snatches the pants from the sale man before positioning me with my back to a shelf full of candles. Shaking his head and muttering under his breath, he kneels on one knee and opens the pants for me.

I smile sweetly at the sales man, who seems to be oblivious to Feng Teng control performance, probably too spaced out to notice. I step into the pants, pulling them up while Feng Teng holds onto the two gaping sides, his frown line deep on his forehead.

God love him!

I quickly take control of the wrapping for fear of the sale man trying to intercept.

"You see?" I fold the pants over, tying them on the side.

"Just nice," Feng Teng mocks, looking at them in confusion.

His eyes find mine, and I break out in a full smile.

He shakes his head, his eyes twinkling.

"Do you really could wear them?" He ask trying to ensure.

I start to unfasten and remove the pants.

"I'm paying this one." I inform him.

He rolls his eyes on a disgusted snort, taking a wad of notes from his pocket.

"How much for this oversized pants he asks the sale man.

"Ten yuan only," he say.

I fold them up, shoving them in the bag.

"You don't pay it." I warn.

" Pack it, we take that," Feng Teng ignore my warn as he shoves his money to the sale man.

"Done, thank you," The sale man shoves it in his bumbag.

"Let's go," he says, his hand replaced on the exposed flesh of my back.

'You didn't have to tramp that poor man." I protested.

"And didn't I said that I'll pay it, why you are so insisted?" I drawls at him.

He pulls me into his side, pressing his lips into my forehead.

" Common sense," He say flatly

"You're impossible," I scoof at his statement.

"But you're beautiful. Shall we go home now?" He ask.

I shake my head at his stubborness man.

"Sure." I agree immediately as my feet are aching. And I have to commend him on his tolerance of my leisurely meander today.

Plus he has been pretty reasonable too. 

I let him lead me through the crowds until we emerge from the packed alley, where the sound of booming, heavy techno music assaults my ears. I look over, seeing neon lights creeping from the darkness of the factory building and crowds of people gathering at the entrance. I've never been in the place, but it's famed for its off the wall club wear and wild accessories.

"You want to see?" he ask.

I look up at him and find he's followed my gaze to the entrance of the factory.

"I thought you wanted to go home." I say in confused.

"Yes. I'm just asking. You look at the entrance just now." He say.

"No.Take me home." I say as I give him a puppy face.

He looks at me with warm eyes, pulling me closer into his side to drop a tender kiss on my forehead. "Oh no. You've turns me on with that look."

I melt with relief and turn my eyes up to him.

"Take me home then, I miss you." I try to alluring him.

He gives me a half smile, landing a worshipful kiss on my lips.

"Are you making demands?" he asks against my lips.

"Yes. You've not been inside me for too long. It's not acceptable." I scold him.

He pulls back and watches me carefully, cogs flying, teeth chomping.

"Ohh. You're right, it's not acceptable." He resumes chomp and re-focuses his attention ahead of us, leading me back to his car with speed going home.

In half hour we reach Deng Tai Penthouse Tower. In rushing, we burst through the door of the penthouse in a tangled embrace.

I've been waited all day for him. I'm about to explode with l.u.s.t since his left me hanging yesterday.

All I need him all over me, very right now.

He removes my bag from my shoulder, throwing it to the floor and grabs me around my waist so I straddle his h.i.p.s. He walks us into the kitchen, flicks a few buttons on the remote control and my ears are soon flooded with Earned It by The Weekend.

This song only spiking my desperation for him more.

"Babe,I want you in bed." he says urgently as he takes the stairs at an alarming rate.

I kick my pumps off on the way up, in an attempt to reduce the time constraints of undressing when we get upstairs. The door to the master suite is kicked open, and I'm placed on my feet at the end of the bed.

"Turn around." he says softly.

I oblige, giving him access to the back of my dress.

"Please tell me that you have lace on," he pleads, unbuttoning my dress. 

"I love you in lace, only you," he said in expected

"Yes, I am." I confirm quietly.

I hear him exhale a long, satisfied breath as he pulls my dress over my head and let's it fall to the floor.

I turn back around to face him, finding a lax mouth and hooded eyes.

I can see that he's as desperate as I am.

He reaches forward, slowly pulling down a cup on my bra, brushing his knuckles over my nips. My heart starts a relentless sprit in my chest.

Oh God... He's on gentle mode, I love his gentle so much.

I watch him reach over his back and grasp his t-shirt, pulling it forward over his head. The leanness of him will never cease to have me panting. His eight pad was perfect and his dog waist make him look more s.e.xy.

"How is your day today?" he asks softly.

He doesn't touch me. He just stands in front of me removing his shoes and socks, while I'm mentally begging for him to hurry up.

Oh now he wants to have a chat?

Yeah,I've had a lovely day with my lover," I say, trying my hardest to ignore the passionate beats of the music surrounding us, especially if he's set on chatting for a while.

"Me too and she always turn me on even in public place," He's all serious and pensive.

I don't know what to make of it.

"Shall I make compensation for you?" I teased.

"My pleasure, young lady," He breathes.