Chapter 122: What Kind of Fetish Does He Have?
The bathroom had long been heated, and warmth permeated everywhere, with steam from the hot water faintly drifting in the air. Yet, as the man’s long fingers hooked down the last piece of fabric from her thigh, Lian Li couldn’t help but shiver.
Jin Shi Yue’s palm cradled the back of her head, pressing her entirely against the wall as he kissed her deeply and intensely.
Lian Li tilted her face up to meet his kiss, their lips and tongues entwined. The air was wrung dry, her legs so weak they almost gave out. Instinctively, she raised her arms to wrap around his neck for support.
Not only were there roses in the room, but the bathroom also held delicate, dew-kissed roses.
Jin Shi Yue kissed her lips, his hand that had hooked down the fabric moving down her waistline…
Water from the showerhead sprinkled down, wetting the floor. Delicate rose petals, dotted with a bit of water, were about to bloom.
A hazy mist enveloped Lian Li. Her long, thick eyelashes were beaded with water, falling as she trembled.
She could vaguely recall the flower language of the roses:
You wander through my dreams carelessly.
The craftsman slowly ground and rubbed, the honey pot whimpered delicately, and the sweet dew poured out more joyfully.
Jin Shi Yue’s gaze fell upon her flushed face. The steam had dampened his eyelashes, making his eyes appear extremely deep.
Lian Li opened her eyes, unexpectedly meeting his intense gaze, and both her body and mind trembled.
Their eyes met, and the desire hidden in their hearts surged, drowning out reason and concerns. With hearts softened and steeped, they offered their burning bodies to each other.
Jin Shi Yue gripped her slender waist and pulled her close abruptly.
The prelude ended, and the main melody began.
In an instant, Lian Li unconsciously clutched his shoulders. The height difference made her feet almost leave the ground, like she was dancing ballet.
The air was stirred, surging violently, so hot and humid it made one feel oxygen-deprived.
Lian Li bit her lip for a moment, then whimpered. Her hair had just been trimmed and wasn’t very long; the ends fell a little below her collarbone. With the vigorous movements, the soft tips of her hair flew about, brushing against Jin Shi Yue’s chest, causing a ticklish sensation that spread to his heart.
The itch in his heart was already unbearable, coupled with the sweet sounds escaping her lips. Jin Shi Yue couldn’t withstand such provocation and, cupping her hips, lifted her entirely.
…
This bird of hers was completely off the ground, flying, swaying up and down with the strong wind.
The temperature in the bathroom rose higher and higher, and the showerhead above never stopped.
Neither did they.
The man would occasionally whisper some lewd words into her ear, causing Lian Li’s heart to swell. She didn’t know what to do, only able to tightly grip his firm shoulders.
Jin Shi Yue had previously said he would be gentle, but that was clearly just a plan that couldn’t be realized.
Lian Li buried her face in his shoulder, holding him tightly. The spreading pleasure made the back of her spine involuntarily tremble.
As if covered by a warm, moist mist, she was passively drawn into a colorful world, flying to the highest point to see a sea of flowers.
It was an immense stimulation; she felt like she couldn’t breathe, drowning in pleasure.
Lian Li had never imagined that one day such an intimate event would happen in her home bathroom.
After the first round ended, she lay on him to recover for a while. Her feet touched the ground, and as soon as she stood steady, Jin Shi Yue flipped her over and pressed her against the wall, wet from the hot water.
“Jin…”
Lian Li’s hands braced against the wall, her waist lifted by the man’s large hand. Her tiptoes strained to support her, trembling. He pressed against her from behind, and her words caught in her throat, becoming indistinct.
Jin Shi Yue pushed aside her messy long hair. His hot breath sprayed into her ear, and she heard the man ask in a low, hoarse voice, “What are you saying?”
“Slow…” Lian Li called out with a trembling voice, asking him to slow down. Her long hair was wet and spread across her back. Jin Shi Yue pushed aside her messy strands, lowered his head, and his scorching kiss landed on her shoulder blades.
“Call me ‘gege’ and I’ll listen to you,” he seized the opportunity to say.
Lian Li bit her lip and refused, “No.”
Doing was one thing, saying was another. She couldn’t utter such a mushy and ambiguous word.
“You don’t want me, or you don’t want to call me ‘gege’?” Jin Shi Yue bit her ear, his breath hot. He kissed and nibbled along her ear bone to her chin, then her lips, and then sucked on her neck. His scorching palm gripped her slender waist, his actions filled with wild possessiveness.
“Both…” Lian Li’s cheeks were flushed, a mix of shyness and excitement. Her voice, due to a sudden movement, became fragmented.
Lian Li’s mind went blank for a moment, so comfortable and weak that she relied entirely on his strong arms to hold her securely.
“Why are you explaining to me?” Jin Shi Yue asked in a low voice, embracing her trembling waist.
“I’m not explaining,” Lian Li replied, her breathing unsteady.
Jin Shi Yue narrowed his eyes, turned her face towards him, and stared into her eyes, saying, “I heard you.”
“That was just stating a fact.”
“Is that so?”
The man’s body temperature was scorching, and Lian Li’s breath was hot from the heat. “Mm…”
Suddenly, his hand lifted her waist, pressing her even closer to him.
Before Lian Li could even be surprised, Jin Shi Yue pressed the back of her neck with his other hand, making her turn to kiss him, passionately and lingeringly.
At the same time, his possessive actions intensified, becoming almost savagely frantic.
The shimmering curves of their bodies, heated by the warmth, flowed like the chaotic state of her heart, splashing onto the floor with the dripping water.
The silent bathroom was filled with the sounds of fiery, ambiguous contact, along with their panting and heartbeats.
Lian Li’s hair swayed. If her waist wasn’t held by Jin Shi Yue, she suspected she would crumble into pieces on the spot like building blocks.
The unbearable intensity continued relentlessly. Lian Li felt like he was taking revenge on her and couldn’t help but bite his thin lips, saying fiercely, “Jin Shi Yue!”
Jin Shi Yue paused his movements, his eyes deepening. “Bite me again.”
Lian Li’s earlobes inexplicably burned, and her anger vanished instantly.
What kind of fetish did he have?
Leaning on him for support, she opened her mouth and bit him again. She had intended to bite lightly, but his unexpected assault made her bite down harder than she could control.
Jin Shi Yue chuckled deeply, kissing her profoundly, his voice alluring, “Lian Lian, why are you so cute?”
Lian Li couldn’t fathom his preferences. Pressed tightly together, a continuous, tingling sensation spread through her limbs, leaving her no extra energy to think.
And the heat rose wildly in a spiral, again and again, drawing her into a daze until he was the only one in her world.
It was completely over.
Lian Li’s cheeks were flushed, her eyelashes trembling incessantly. Her body was weak, about to slide down, but Jin Shi Yue reached out to hold her.
Lian Li no longer had the strength and let him wash her.
She was sleepy and tired, with no energy to open her eyes, enjoying his service with them closed.
After the bath, Jin Shi Yue wrapped her in a bath towel and carried her out of the bathroom. Lian Li finally gave a slight response, hugging his neck with her arms.
Although he was rough and unrestrained, his after-service was decent. He knew to use a hairdryer to dry her hair, though his movements weren’t quick at all.
Lian Li wanted to open her eyes, but her eyelids felt heavy as lead. In her dazed mind, only one thought remained.
The Eldest Young Master also had things he wasn’t good at…
Another night of torment.
The next day, Lian Li woke up around noon. She sleepily looked around the unfamiliar room, pausing for a moment before realizing where she was.
Her body ached all over, her consciousness was hazy. She slowly turned her eyes, and after regaining a little clarity, she turned over.
Jin Shi Yue’s eyes were closed. A soft beam of light fell on the stray hairs on his forehead. His features were distinct, with a sharp, cool bone structure and high brow ridges, exuding an aloof distance.
Dreaming of something, his handsome brows were slightly furrowed.
Lian Li’s almond eyes reflected Jin Shi Yue’s sleeping face. She slowly reached out and gently tapped his brows twice with her fingertip.
Recalling their conversation last night, she couldn’t help but smile and say softly, “I’m not calling you ‘gege,’ but ‘October’ is something to consider.”
“But… October?”
He wasn’t born in October.
Lian Li found it a bit amusing. She withdrew her hand and was about to get up when the person on the bed suddenly grabbed her wrist. She lowered her head and saw Jin Shi Yue lying on the bed, his eyelids lifted, looking at her.
“What did you call me?” Jin Shi Yue asked.
