Chapter 48 - Long Night (1): 18+

Long Yat-sen took Shao Lin dancing.

He pressed her against him, and Shao Lin was smiling bashfully at the music, the dancing, and at him.​​

She wrapped her arms around him tightly, kissing him in the middle of the dance floor. Long Yat-sen was surprised she didn't feel shy, but given the atmosphere, no one here was being modest.

It was also normal to see people behave frivolously, even going as far as to fucking in a booth, against a wall, or in the bathroom stalls. He wouldn't go as far as to ravish Shao Lin where people saw them, but he would do anything she wanted if she asked him.

He could tell Shao Lin needed to sit down, so he said, "come with me," as he took her back to the VIP area.

When he sat down, he noticed a man he'd never seen before staring at Shao Lin. It annoyed him.

Shao Lin had her head planted on his chest, catching her breath when Long Yat-sen said, "look at me." She lifted her head and stared at him with big beady brown eyes.

His hand started to move up her thighs, and she sighed.

He put a hand to her chin as he took her mouth in his, lips suckling over lips and tongue against tongue. His hand kept travelling to her inner thigh, and she gasped.

Long Yat-sen looked over. The man staring at Shao Lin had left, and more eyes went to them, but he didn't care. He was letting them know he had his wife like this.

Shao Lin then looked at him with pleading eyes as she shifted closer and straddled him. Long Yat-sen gaped at her in surprise as she began to rock her hips against him.

He then gripped her rear tightly, pausing her. "You drank the wine, didn't you?"

With a flushed expression, she nodded shyly.

He couldn't help but chuckle. "Why?"

She pouted. "I was curious."

"We were supposed to find Xia and Bojing to send them home now," he said, but then Shao Lin started kissing him again, and now she consumed all of his rational thoughts.

What was he supposed to be doing now again?

As Shao Lin began to devour his neck near his adam's apple, he looked toward the other guests in the VIP area and impatiently said, "Leave."

The others disappeared as a server closed the curtain shut to give them privacy.

Long Yat-sen then looked at his wife as her eyes fluttered at him, breathing heavily. "What am I to do with you?" he asked.

Shao Lin bit down her lower lip, moving again as the friction of his leg between her thighs felt good.

Long Yat-sen watched as she rode his thigh. He gripped her hips, helping her grind him more intensely, chasing the pleasure. He went to kiss her jaw, down to her neck, and the upper breasts that were waiting to spill out of her small black dress.

"Lift your hips for me," he said to her.

Shao Lin obliged. She detached herself from his thigh as Long Yat-sen's hand dove inside her thong. He then smiled in wicked satisfaction at what he found there.

Shao Lin moaned as Long Yat-sen eased two fingers inside her, his palm flat against her centre.

"Move again," he gently commanded. She wrapped her arms around him, desperate for something to hold onto. She rose from his fingers and then went back down. She rocked her hips back and forth as Long Yat-sen kept watching her, moving his fingers in deeper, his palm rubbing against her sensitive nub.

"Like that," he said as she rode his hand fiercely.

Long Yat-sen then held her still in his arms, an arm wrapped around her tightly as he began to finger-fuck her.

Shao Lin gasped, rolling her eyes back. "Yat-sen…!"

Long Yat-sen kept going relentlessly until she was shaking and shuddering in his embrace. When she came, she breathed heavily against him. "Again…"

"Fuck," Long Yat-sen responded.

…

"Where are you going?" Yuan Bojing asked as he stalked behind Long Xia.

Long Xia paused to face him. "It's hot in here, so I'm going outside!"

"We have to stick to Long Yat-sen and Shao Lin's side."

"In case you didn't notice, my brother and sister-in-law looked as if they were about to make a live porno, which I'm not interested in watching!"

Yuan Bojing's lips parted to speak, but he had nothing to say.

Long Xia then kept walking away, and Yuan Bojing followed her.

Outside, the wind hit them, but it did nothing to stifle the heat that radiated from Long Xia. "I need you to take me home right now," she said to him, panicked.

"Not until we talk things out," he responded.

She laughed. "Oh, now you want to talk?"

"What is that supposed to mean?" he questioned.

"God, you drive me insane!" she said, walking toward the car. Yuan Bojing followed her, carrying his keys. He then caged her against the car door when they got there, and Long Xia sucked in a breath.

"Tell me, why are you avoiding me?" he asked.

She gritted her teeth. "I don't understand why I have to tell you anything."

"You can explain why you got mad at me just for looking at you a little too long."

She narrowed her eyes. "Why do you even have to look at me?"

Yuan Bojing furrowed his brows as he looked her up and down. "What's there not to look at?"

Long Xia looked at him with a flushed expression, her chest rising and falling.

Yuan Bojing stepped closer, enough for her to kick him in the crotch if she wanted to. Some part of him waited for it and was surprised that she inched toward him instead.

He placed a hand on her shoulder, and she was burning, her expression open and wanting.

Holy shit, he thought. She looked as if she was pleading to touch her more. But how was this possible?

He then slid his hand down to her waist, and she shivered sensitively, moaning. Yuan Bojing's hand kept moving until it was on her rear. She grabbed his tie, pulling him down. He half-expected her to slap him, but instead, she kissed him.

Yuan Bojing widened his eyes, not believing that this was happening, that this was real.

She kissed him hard. She kissed him like she was parched, and he was the only thing that could quench her thirst.

Yuan Bojing couldn't understand why this was happening, and he couldn't understand why his dick was so hard.

Typically, it didn't take much from Long Xia to awaken his lower part, especially when she was mad, she aroused him, but he could control it. Now, all he wanted to do was take her in the car and fuck her raw.

He should stop them now.

Long Xia then moved her hand toward his crotch, cupping him, feeling his length beneath his pants. Her eyes blazed with lust.

Damn it all, Yuan Bojing thought.