"He said he loves and would do anything for you, and also—
Before he could continue, Sixth Master Huo showed up in the kitchen and picked her up before exiting and heading over to the stairs that led them upstairs to their bedroom.
"Geez! You want to be punished!" Nanny Yun shook her head before getting over to the kitchen sink and thought of preparing so fruit juices and getting them stocked in the fridge after packing so fruits for Xu Xie.
Huo Zheng shrugged her shoulders as he watched the other guards take care of the fruits.
Huo Ting Cheng carried her on his shoulders going upstairs to their bedroom, he opened the door and closed it before pressing her against the door fra while she held the flowers in her palm.
"How can you allow soone else to tell you such intimate words on my behalf? Mnnh? How could you get closer to him?" He intimately nibbled her ear on the upper side, his eyes emitting possessiveness while they shifted shades from one to the other.
With that small gesture, her breath hitched when his lips brushed against her ear nibbling them intimately. She could feel the heat of his breath trailing down her neck, sending shivers across her skin.
When did she beco so sensitive to his provocations? When did he beco so proactive and touchy? Were they headed there finally?
"I didn’t... you are the one who sent him over, why get jealous? Should I have declined your gesture?" She spoke up whining her lips, voice barely a whisper, her hands pressing against his chest while she listened to that heartbeat. His body was towering on hers and she could feel the difference between them and got herself blushing.
"You did... you stood there and listened while looking at him with those smitten eyes that were almost falling off!" he said, voice low and hoarse, his light blue eyes dark with intensity and Tang Fei knew he wasn’t going to admit that he was jealous for no reason. "You let him say it, when those words should only ever co from , my mouth. I’m the one who is supposed to confess to you!"
But how could he say those words? He wasn’t a man of many words! And Tang Fei belonged to him, she was his lawfully wedded wife. Tang Fei weakly let go of the flowers onto the floor.
He kissed the hollow of her throat, slow and possessive while nibbling her upper and lower lip syncing in. Her fingers curled into the fabric of his shirt as she felt those hard muscles pressing against her.
"You belong to , even your ears belong only to ," he whispered possessively, kissing her jawline before trailing his lips back to hers. He felt like the animal in him would snap out at any minute. He didn’t know why, but he didn’t like any man getting closer to her. What if they bewitched her once again? What if they strayed her away again?
"I’m yours, always been... on that marriage certificate, it’s my na written down there next to yours. Nothing is gonna change," she whispered, trembling nervously. She knew he easily got jealous, and with how shaky their relationship had been, it was normal for him to feel insecure. She had made mistakes previously and she would have to repent.
He could feel her little body trembling; he picked her up and walked over to their bed, settling down, and let her sit on his lap; they were facing each other.
"Are you scared of ?" He suddenly felt nervous and panicked, you could see it in his worried eyes. He had just overreacted, and the last thing he needed to do was to scare his little wife away. He didn’t want her to go back to her rebellious state.
"No...." She heavily blushed; it was her body convulsing at his touch and kisses; seeing those smitten eyes that were adoring him, he relaxed.
He pressed his mouth to hers, fierce and urgent, but still kept his gentleness. His kiss stole her breath away, and she struggled to breathe. His hands moved her legs over, and now she was facing him while her legs spread out. His arms wrapped around her thin waist. Their mouths moved in a rhythm that spoke of longing and jealousy, of unspoken fears and possessive love.
She moaned into his mouth as his hand tangled in her hair, massaging her scalp, making her yearn for more. She tilted her head for better access.
Their lips parted only briefly for air before they crashed together again, hotter and deeper. Tongues tangled, teeth grazed, and her back t the softness of their bed.
He hovered above her, eyes searching hers, and could see that infatuation oozing out of her eyes. "Only I get to say I’d do anything for you," he whispered, pressing their foreheads together. "And I an it."
Her heart thundered as she pulled him down again, kissing him with all the answers he needed. Her hands knotted at the back of his neck.
The kiss softened gradually, turning from fire to sothing deeper, sothing aching and tender. Huo Ting Cheng cupped her cheek, brushing his thumb gently along her skin as if morizing the shape of her.
His thumb brushed through her eyebrows, over to her eyes that were gazing at him warmly, and then at the thin lips, he hadn’t gotten enough of it. Everything about her was perfection; this was the only woman who could drive him crazy just by looking at her.
"I almost lost myself when I heard soone else say those words to you; what if it was him confessing his true feelings?" he murmured, feeling bitter, eyes locked onto hers, but now, he was calr. "I have never been good with expressing my feelings in words, but for you... I’ll learn."
Her gaze lted under his confession, her fingers tracing the edge of his jaw. "Then teach too. Teach how to love you the way you need and want. I don’t want you to complain, explain, and tell what you want and expect from . This way, it would be easier."
A silence settled, not of discomfort, but of intimacy, as if their hearts had reached out and embraced each other. He leaned down again, kissing her more slowly, this ti savoring every inch of her, the kind of kiss that promised forever, not just tonight.
After having such a sweet intimate mont, Tang Fei finally spoke up. "We didn’t close the door, and the kids might rush in; I also don’t want to be late as it’s getting darker soon." She hoarsely spoke up looking into his eyes.
"All right...." He picked her up and then took her into the bathroom for her to take a shower.
"I will pick so clothes for you." He didn’t need a shower as he hadn’t done anything since morning, he walked over to the closet and picked up a simple outfit for her. It was a maxi dress that went down to her ankles and a pair of sandals. At the top, it had ruffled sleeves and a deep v-neck.
Tang Fei stepped into the bathroom, the steam quickly enveloping her like a soft mist, washing away the remnants of their shared passion and exhaustion she felt earlier.
The warm water cascaded down her body, soothing her nerves and grounding her after the heady emotions of the mont.
She let her fingers linger against her lips, still feeling the imprint of his kiss, the kind that spoke of sothing more than just desire. Sothing lasting.
She heavily blushed and then recalled the hot scene they had in the sauna that had made her produce embarrassing moaning sounds.
She wondered if this was how all marriages were! Were all the won experiencing such intensifying emotions? The desire to wolf him down.
Tang Fei stayed under the warm spray, letting it cleanse her body and calm the chaos in her heart. She closed her eyes, leaning against the tiled wall, trying to get a grip on her rapidly spiraling emotions.
Was this a normal feeling? The way her chest fluttered when he just looked at her.
The way her body ached with a need she hadn’t known existed until he touched her.
The way one kiss from him could burn her from the inside out.
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