Fatal Attraction: The CEO & His Mischievous Wife

"Well how's that for punishment?" A smirk graced Xi Long's as his voice dropped into sultry tone. He stared at her with a teasing but dark gaze as he tried to embedded this sight into his memory. This was the fourth time they had kissed and every time felt like a new experience. He could never get tired of seeing her face when it was flushed from their intimate actions. They had just kissed this morning but he could not stop himself from tasting her again. He truly did not intend to take things in this direction so quickly after she arrived. However, it was obvious she was pushing him and teasing him in this direction. A woman with her intellect and skills knew which buttons to press to make him cave. Though frankly it was easy as pie for her to make him pursue her. He was practically falling into her trap but willingly. Who was he to say no? If his Kitten d.e.s.i.r.ed it, he was more than willing to oblige.

Her brown eyes were dewy as she gazed into his eyes. Her soft pants as she tried to control her breathing and the rough hands tangled in his hair edged him to ravage her again. Taking deep breaths he tried to calm himself down but his concentration was destroyed by her next words. "Is that all you got? I thought you would be meaner.....Mr. Han." His eyes widened as he saw her teasing smile. In his haze he did not even process how she called him before aggressively pulling her back towards him. His lips roughly met hers as he fiercly kissed her. Her bittersweet berry taste filled him as he slipped his tongue into her mouth. Her tongue fought against his as they both fought for dominance. Slightly shifting his legs he placed one hand on her back as he readjusted her position on his l.a.p. The more they kissed the harder he became and he didn't want to freak her out by coming into contact with it. Despite what happened at their movie night, he did not want to rush things again. Even if his mind was cloudy he still knew that he should not escalate things too far, especially in his office. His pants felt tight and painful as the mood continued to raise.

Her slender hand gripped his hair tightly and slightly pulled it behind. Feeling a small spark of pain a groan escaped him. The sensation caught him off guard and added towards their kiss. The mix of pain and p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e scratched at his heart. Focusing on her even more he rubbed his hands comfortingly down her back as his other hand kept her head against his with a tight grip.

Letting him grip her head, Ying Yue opened her eyes hazily and glanced at the man in front of her. She did not know why she continued to tease him so and edge him on but she had to admit she enjoyed it. The sight of his hooded eyes and flushed face as he pressed his body against hers was sinful. Despite his fevor, she still felt him hold her gently, causing a slow warmth to be pitted in her stomach. As the minty taste of him mixed with his musky scent flooded her senses, she could feel herself lose more and more control. Gripping her hand tightly in his hair she slighly pulled it backwards as she fought to gain control. A deep guttaral goan left his mouth as his lips stopped their rhythm for a second before continuing. A strange heat took over her body as she heard his groan. Her eyes grew darker as she felt satisfaction and excitment from the sound. Moving her mouth faster against his she let one hand fall down to his shoulders before gripping them. She applied some force to his shoulders as she tried to elicit another sound from him. Hearing him groan made a switch flip inside of her, it was almost as if she was on autopilot trying to find out his triggers. Running her hand further down she lightly grazed his c.h.e.s.t as she felt around his body. His muscles tensed under her touch and she could feel his heart pound from within. A sharp pain stopped her wandering hand as she felt a pressure from her lip. He had bit her bottom lip to reprimand her and placed a hand over hers to stop the movement. She could feel his frustration as he stopped her from feeling him further. Prying her hand out from his she continued to feel up his body before slightly shifting on his l.a.p. Adjusting her position she brought her bottom closer to him as she tried to become comfortable. A warning grip on her hip stopped her movement as she felt his large palm hold her in place. Ignoring his grip, she continued to shift as she sought a comfortable position. Her inner t.h.i.g.h lightly grazed something hard before she was suddely flipped over. Her back hit the couch as he pinned his hands above her head. Pulling his lips from her mouth he shifted them to her ears before whispering in a deep guttaral voice, "you're killing me Kitten."

Bringing his lips back to her face he took it slower and turned the feverent kiss into a passionate kiss. His lips moved against hers deeply before pulling away. Leaning forward again he placed small kissess all over her face. Leaving light kisses his lips danced over her forehead, cheeks, nose, and chin before leaving one last one on her lips. Pulling away he placed his head in the crook of her neck as he took deep breaths to calm himself. Her clean scent wafted through his nose as fought to control his body. Letting his body partially collapse on top of her, they both laid in silence as they cleared their minds. Processing their makeout session, they took time to let their bodies naturally cool down before speaking. The air was filled with lingering tension as they tried to relax and control their breathing. Feeling calmer, he released her hands as he propped himself up above her.

"Well I told guess they're swollen now, huh."