Returning - Chapter 147
Chapter 147: Compromise
The water in the bathtub grew colder, yet their body temperatures rose higher with each intertwining of lips and tongue. Just as Xue Zhan's hand could not help but caress her chest, he abruptly stopped again.
Releasing her lips, now slightly red and swollen from his sucking, he panted softly as he looked at her. "You get out first."
Glancing down once more at the desire already fully erect between his legs, Zhao Yu chuckled quietly. "Are you sure?"
She knew exactly what he meant. Ever since he proposed they sleep in separate rooms last night, she understood he was worried about her body.
After treating her so roughly those past few days, even forcing her into the hospital, and then learning she no longer had a uterus, right now he definitely didn't dare—nor did he wish—to touch her carelessly.
"When Director Xue gets all considerate, it actually takes some getting used to." As she teased him, her hand had already slipped back underwater, unerringly grasping the erect organ.
Xue Zhan hissed softly. "What are you doing?"
"Helping you bathe." Zhao Yu looked at him with an innocent expression. "If the key areas aren't washed properly, what if you give me a gynecological disease?"
Her soft hand gripped the rigid member, pumping it back and forth in the water. Her nimble fingertips left no spot neglected, stroking carefully along the coronal ridge for several circles before sliding to the base of his shaft, patiently cleansing the two sacs and the crevice between his thighs.
His already rock-hard arousal quickly swelled another size within her hand. Xue Zhan gripped the sides of the bathtub, his entire body taut, subconsciously tilting his lower abdomen upward to meet her movements.
He had already prepared himself to release just like this, into her hand, still refraining from touching her. Who knew that just as he was on the verge of climax, she let go and began undressing herself instead.
"Zhao Yu." He looked up at her. "I'll handle it myself."
"It's not like you haven't fucked me before. Why this pretentious awkwardness?" She, on the other hand, was not the least bit shy. Stripping herself bare in a few swift moves, she stepped into the bathtub, smiling brightly at him. "Let's bathe together."
Staring at the curvaceous body before him, Xue Zhan felt the fire of lust burning ever fiercer within him. He truly could no longer utter a single "no."
Zhao Yu sat at the other end of the bathtub and, under his watchful gaze, began to clean her body. From her neck to her shoulders and back, then to her breasts, her movements were slow and deliberate, looking not so much like bathing as deliberately seducing him.
Xue Zhan took two deep breaths, struggling to control the impulse threatening to burst from his body. He sat there calmly, leaning against the back of the tub, intently observing her every move.
After washing her upper body, she abandoned the washcloth, using only her palms to caress her lower abdomen. Her fingertips slowly probed toward the apex of her thighs, carefully parting the two labia to meticulously cleanse the delicate folds within.
His vision, penetrating the water's surface, clearly saw the spring scenery between her legs. Xue Zhan's Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. Extending his left arm, he pulled her into his embrace.
Noticing his right arm still resting outside the tub, Zhao Yu found it amusing. "Couldn't wait? Weren't you going to solve it yourself?"
Xue Zhan swept his gaze over her but said nothing. Yet his left hand had already slipped into the water, and just as she had cleaned his member earlier, he now meticulously helped her wash her private area.
Her body trembled uncontrollably. Zhao Yu braced one hand on his shoulder while using the other to press the switch, replacing the tub water with clean water.
He only had one hand free to move, and she was worried about getting the wound on his right arm wet. She could only cooperate, straddling him and bracing her hands against the tub's edge to steady herself.
But the hand toying between her legs grew increasingly unrestrained. What started as genuine washing turned into deliberate teasing. Not only did he thrust into her hole, swirling his fingers around to dig and tease, but his thumb also pressed against her clitoris, rubbing and kneading vigorously, almost making her lose control there and then.
Watching her breathless and disheveled state, a triumphant smile finally curved his lips. "I'm not the one in a hurry. Can you still wait?"
Zhao Yu looked at him defiantly. The result was a forceful squeeze on her clitoris, and soon one of her nipples fell into his mouth.
"Mmph…" She gripped the tub's edge, tossing her head back, her body trembling ceaselessly. But the moment she felt a powerful suction on her nipple, she hurriedly gasped to stop him. "Gentle. Don't leave marks."
Xue Zhan's movements halted momentarily. He then released the nipple, now sucked red and rigid, and raised his head to gaze at her steadily.
Not wanting to leave marks. It was the fear of Ji Sui seeing them. Once she left his bed, she would immediately rush to another man's bed.
Sensing his shift in mood, Zhao Yu also lowered her head, meeting his gaze.
Seeing her eyes unwavering, not a trace of guilt or shame, even carrying a hint of taking it for granted, Xue Zhan curled his lips into a smile full of sarcasm.
The flush on her face had not yet faded, and desire still filled her eyes. Zhao Yu looked at him calmly. "This is my true face. Regret it now?"
Xue Zhan leaned against the tub and closed his eyes briefly, not speaking.
With a self-deprecating smile, Zhao Yu stood up, stepped out of the tub, dried her body, and was just about to dress when the person in the tub suddenly rose and stepped out as well, scooping her up in one motion and carrying her out.
"Your wound…" Zhao Yu instinctively looked to check if his right arm had gotten wet, but his lips descended upon hers at the same time, fiercely sucking at her mouth.
By the time she was placed on the bed, Zhao Yu was already somewhat breathless from his kisses. This kind of scorching, ferocious kiss was always the hardest to withstand.
His tall frame, still damp, pressed tightly against her. Xue Zhan released her lips, and a series of dense kisses trailed from her chin downward, landing on her neck and chest, once again taking turns to suck and lick each nipple, drawing them into his mouth.
However, this time, he indeed exercised restraint. He didn't use too much force, nor would it leave any marks.
Zhao Yu gripped the bedsheet, arching her body to meet him. Soon, she felt the wet and nimble tongue leave her breasts, licking and sucking its way down across her waist and abdomen.
"Mmph…" He gently bit her mons pubis, and she cried out softly, "What… what are you doing?"
Xue Zhan did not answer. He used his hands to part her tightly closed labia majora, his tongue finding the slightly protruding little pearl, and licked it intently.
"Ah…" Zhao Yu shuddered instantly, her whole body writhing together. "Xue Zhan… mmph…"
She really had never imagined that a man like him would willingly go down on her, especially after she had provoked his anger.
Using both lips and tongue to make the tiny clitoris swell fully erect, Xue Zhan's tongue then licked a path down along that delicate slit. He stirred at her already thoroughly soaked entrance for a while, then, lubricated by her arousal, pushed the tip of his tongue into her passage, exploring shallowly and deeply at the opening.
"Mmm…" Waves of pleasure, each stronger than the last, crashed over her relentlessly. The desire already stirred up while in the bathtub was now utterly uncontrollable. Zhao Yu merely twisted and trembled a few times under his mouth before she couldn't help crying out, climaxing into his mouth.
Swallowing all the juices she released, Xue Zhan repositioned himself to kneel astride her. He folded up her legs and, with a thrust of his hips, guided his taut desire inside.
Not daring to thrust too fiercely or enter too deeply, he could only observe her reactions while cautiously pushing in bit by bit. "Does it hurt?"
Watching his cautious and careful demeanor, Zhao Yu shook her head. Only after recovering from the lingering shockwaves of her orgasm did she smile and say, "Don't worry, it doesn't affect sex. Not having it is actually a good thing. Without a condom, you can feel even better, and you can even finish directly inside."
Xue Zhan paused briefly, then shifted her onto her side. Holding her tightly in his arms, he recaptured her lips once more.
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