Cornered by the CEO Chapter 168: Until She Begs Him to Stop

Chapter 168: Until She Begs Him to Stop

He lowered his gaze to her. "You need ti to heal. Trust , insulting you is not what is on my mind."

"Tell then. I'd really like to hear it," she said in a whisper.

He shook his head. What a stubborn man.

"You don't have trouble speaking what is on your mind." She scooted closer to the edge of the bed. Mo Qingchen ran a hand through is hair.

"I don't want to hurt you."

"How would telling what is on your mind hurt ?" she looked up innocently.

"Don't play coy. It's not attractive." He moved in closer. "You want to hear the dirty things I want to do to you? All the filthy things running through my mind? We both know that would lead to more than talking."

Qian ng snorted. "And that would be a bad thing because?" she scrunched her brows in confusion. "I honestly don't see the problem here."

Mo Qingchen released a frustrated sigh. "I'm not a gentleman. I can get rough. I'm generally in full control of myself, but it might be different with you. You are here to be protected, not to satisfy my carnal needs."

Qian ng rolled her eyes. "Hello, Mr. Boob Muncher. Don't pretend to be a gentleman. I'm offering myself up to you even though I am painfully aware of your appetite." She leaned in a little closer. "To be honest, I'm dying to see you lose control."

"I know." He took a step back. "You've been testing my limits since the day we t." The man had the audacity to growl.

Qian ng stretched out my legs. "It's not my fault. You make it impossible to resist." A chill shot up her spine. She wrapped her arm around her half-naked body. "It's kind of cold in here. Do you think you can control yourself enough to keep warm?"

Mo Qingchen threw her an intense stare before dropping to his knees. "Co here," he ordered as though she were a disobedient pet.

"Why don't you co here?" she curled her finger at him, luring him to her. The challenge had been made. Would he take it, though?

"Why must you fight on everything?" His jaw stiffened.

"The bed is more comfortable. I'm being logical. Isn't that what you like? Logical decisions?" It was the truth. She actually wasn't trying to push his buttons, that was just an added bonus.

"What on earth possessed to propose to you?" he growled out a frustrated sigh.

"My great rack?" Qian ng pushed out her cleavage together, holding back a laugh.

His eyes darted straight to them. Before she could tell him she was kidding, he lunged forward and scooped her up, settling them both on the bed, her sitting in his lap.

He kissed her lips once. "I've seen better."

Qian ng's jaw dropped. "You told they were exquisite!"

Mo Qingchen shrugged. "Do you believe everything that a man tells you?" he questioned.

"Of course not." She grasped his jaw and pulled his face to et hers. "I believe what you tell . I trust you." What would you say to that, Mo Qingchen?

He stared at her with a dark look. "That is a bad decision."

"Yes, because you're an awful monster. Is that what you want to tell ?" She released his jaw as they continued staring at one another.

"Trust makes you vulnerable. Little Red Riding Hood trusted the wolf and look at how that ended for her." He chomped his mouth suddenly, making her flinch.

Qian ng gasped. Had he actually just do that?

"Wrong. She never trusted him. He was pretending to be soone he wasn't," she argued.

Mo Qingchen was talking about sothing entirely different. Qian ng, though, was clueless about this fact.

"You don't think people do that?" he looked at her with concern. "You really are na?ve."

"Mo Qingchen, please. I am not a little girl. I am aware people do that. Are you being soone else with ?" She watched him ponder on her question.

"Yes." His hands gripped her hips a little tighter. "I am not myself when I am with you."

"And you think that is bad?" she teased with a light smile. "Knowing a part of you that you don't show other people makes feel special. It's not the sa thing as pretending to be soone you're not." She shrugged.

"If that's what you choose to believe," he countered.

"Moreover, we signed a contract. I can hold you responsible for betraying ." She paused. "Do you trust ?" She watched as his eyes darted to the side before resting on her.

"No," he said finally.

Her brow rose. "Just no?"

"Would you rather I lie?" He pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear, an intimate gesture. The man was the king of mixed signals.

"Don't ever lie to . But why don't you trust ?" She just wanted to understand.

"I don't trust anyone," he said calmly.

"I know that, but you admitted I am different. You are marrying ."

He paused to think about this. "I think higher of your morals than others. That is true. But I can't say I trust you completely." And he stopped again. "I am highly attracted to you. Being around you doesn't repulse . I sotis prefer your company to being alone."

"Slow down with the sweet talk!" she gasped. She even made a show of fanning herself. "Okay, don't trust . We have a lifeti to work on that. But know that I trust you."

He shook his head. "You lack self-control."

"What?" her voice rose. "I most certainly do not!" she protested.

He leaned down and whispered in Qian ng's ear. "What if I told you I wanted to lick your body until you begged to stop? And then I would turn you over…"

"Just licking? No biting?" she questioned audaciously.

"There will be biting. You're my favorite al," he replied casually.