Returning - Chapter 27
Chapter 27: Licking Her
Xue Zi'ang returned from his business trip, but Zhao Yu didn't go to pick him up at the airport. That kind of thing was the chauffeur's job—it wasn't her concern.
Besides, he hadn't called or messaged her all day, so she hadn't reached out to him either.
But when Xue Zi'ang pushed open the door to her apartment, he was greeted by the aroma of home-cooked food filling the air.
Looking at the lavish spread on the dining table, he couldn't help but smile, the exhaustion on his face gradually fading.
He had deliberately not contacted her, thinking he'd surprise her. He hadn't expected she would already have dinner prepared, waiting for him.
The range hood in the kitchen had been humming along, so Zhao Yu hadn't heard anyone come in. She was still focused on the stew, spoon in hand.
She was still in her loungewear, an apron tied around her waist, her loose hair casually twisted into a messy bun that revealed the elegant, slender length of her neck.
From the side, she didn't appear to be wearing makeup, but she was still beautiful. Especially now, steeped in this rich, homely atmosphere, which gave her an added touch of gentle serenity.
After silently standing at the doorway and watching her for a moment, Xue Zi'ang crossed the room in a few strides and wrapped his arms tightly around her from behind.
Startled, Zhao Yu dropped her spoon. She only relaxed when she recognized him. "You're here?"
"Mm." Xue Zi'ang buried his head in the crook of her neck, breathing in the scent of her shampoo with intoxicated pleasure. "How did you know I was coming here?"
"I didn't. I even thought, you'd been away on business for so long, you'd go home first." Zhao Yu smiled faintly, picking up the spoon again and stirring slowly in the pot. "But then I thought, what if you did come here? I have to eat anyway. If you didn't come, I'd just eat alone."
Kisses rained down densely upon her neck. Xue Zi'ang sucked on her fair skin while turning her body around, capturing her lips and licking and sucking on them fiercely.
The spoon fell back into the pot. Zhao Yu's hands climbed onto his shoulders as she slowly responded to him.
He kissed with eager intensity, as if trying to devour her lips. Several times, he sucked so hard it stung sharply. By the time he finally released her, both were panting, their chests heaving.
His long fingers brushed the hair from her ear. Xue Zi'ang gently caressed her face. "Did you miss me?"
Zhao Yu averted her gaze, refusing to meet his eyes, and mumbled, "No."
Xue Zi'ang chuckled lowly and kissed the corner of her mouth again. "But I missed you."
Zhao Yu pursed her lips in a secret smile. Xue Zi'ang took her lips again, prying them open bit by bit with his tongue.
She gradually went limp, nestling obediently in his arms, letting him plunder her mouth wantonly.
It wasn't until his hand fell to her chest, kneading her through her clothes a few times and preparing to undo the buttons, that she grabbed his hand and broke free from his kiss. "Eat first, or the food will get cold. I spent hours preparing it."
"Alright." Xue Zi'ang was already aroused, his voice somewhat hoarse, but he listened to her. He helped her dish out the last two dishes, and they carried them to the dining table.
There were only two of them, yet she had made a full nine dishes, several of which were clearly complicated recipes that weren't easy to make.
Xue Zi'ang laughed. "I'm not a big eater—how can we possibly finish all this?"
Zhao Yu smiled as she served him food. "You've been eating and staying in hotels every day in Japan. You definitely couldn't get such authentic Chinese food. After being away so long, you must have been craving this. Of course, I wanted to try and make as many dishes as I could."
Seeing him put the food she'd served into his mouth, she immediately looked at him expectantly. "How is it? Is it good? This one's my first time making it—I relied entirely on online tutorial videos. I don't even know if it suits your taste."
Xue Zi'ang chewed carefully, his face full of smiles. "Good. Very good."
"Then eat more. And try this." As happy as a child receiving praise, she kept piling food into his bowl. "This time of year, can you still see cherry blossoms in Japan?"
"No, you'd have to go two months earlier."
"Oh, so it's about the same as here. I didn't check specifically—thought it might be different."
Xue Zi'ang knew she had never been to Japan.
Watching her happily absorbed in eating, he couldn't help but say, "When the cherry blossoms bloom next year, I'll take you to see them."
"Alright." Her face lit up with excitement. She paused, as if something had just occurred to her. "Then I'll have to work hard to save money, so we can maybe stay and play a few more days."
After dinner, Zhao Yu cleared the dishes, and Xue Zi'ang went to the bathroom to shower.
He was very quick. When he came out, Zhao Yu hadn't finished yet, but he scooped her up directly in his arms and tossed her onto the sofa.
Zhao Yu raised her dripping wet hands at him. "What are you doing? I'm not done yet."
"Doing you." He yanked off the towel around his waist and dried her hands, then stripped off her loungewear in a few swift motions.
As he cupped her breasts through her underwear, his signature smirk remained. "Wearing a bra at home? Knowing I was coming, you still didn't strip bare and wait for me."
"How am I supposed to cook stripped bare? What if oil splatters on me?"
Hearing her earnest reply, he couldn't hold back his laughter. Pushing her bra aside, he pressed down on her body, burying his face in her chest, licking and sucking.
Zhao Yu was quickly teased into soft, panting moans, her arousal flowing freely. She writhed beneath him, instinctively rubbing her slick center against his groin.
He was already fully erect, that hard thing pressing against her belly, but he wasn't in a hurry to enter her. He remained extremely patient, still suckling and licking her nipples.
"Mm…" Zhao Yu moaned in low, continuous breath, her fingers threading into his hair, clutching his head tightly as she subconsciously arched her chest upward, offering more to his mouth.
"Xue… Xue Zi'ang…" Her body trembled ceaselessly, even her words coming out disjointed. "I can't stand it… enough… I'm wet…"
Yet he still didn't enter. His wet, hot lips moved away from her chest, trailing kisses down along her slender waist and belly, finally reaching the upper edge of her panties.
The panties, already mostly soaked, were deftly removed. When his lips touched her belly again and began licking and sucking their way further down, Zhao Yu's body jerked violently, and she clamped her legs tightly together. "Don't…"
She knew what he was about to do.
Xue Zi'ang didn't listen to her. He forcefully parted her legs, lingered for a moment on her plump mound, and finally licked that pink, tender pearl.
Zhao Yu's entire body quivered, her voice trembling beyond control. "Don't lick… it's dirty…"
Xue Zi'ang looked up at her and grinned. "It's not dirty. I brushed my teeth very thoroughly."
Zhao Yu was both embarrassed and anxious, her eyes already brimming with tears. "No… I mean… down there… is dirty…"
"It's not dirty." His fingers stroked her belly gently. He lowered his head again and took her clitoris into his mouth, sucking and licking hard.
"Mm…" Zhao Yu's body twisted into a knot. She whimpered continuously, yet she couldn't stop his actions.
Though her shyness was feigned, her shock was genuine.
Even though he had indeed said during their video call that he would lick her, she had assumed it was just something to excite her, not to be taken seriously.
She never imagined he would truly be willing to lower himself between her legs and pleasure her like this.
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