Marriage Rights: Billionaire's Forgotten Wife

Mo Lihua brain has gone to haywire. She did not know when it happened, but she just felt herself being lifted from the warm water in the bathtub. Her hands automatically reached for his shoulders for safety.

She was picked up like she weighs nothing. His arm goes around her as his hand firmly held her b.u.t.t. While his other hand was on the back of her neck, holding her head in place so he could kiss her passionately. 

Yu Qiao only let go of her mouth when she had a hard time breathing. This time, Mo Lihua noticed his furious expression that made her gulp nervously. No, she was not scared, more like excited. 

His arm tightened around her, making her feel vulnerable and at his mercy. Mo Lihua failed to notice sooner that her feet were on either side of his body and they were in a very intimate position while she was completely n.a.k.e.d!

"Let-"

"Shut up." He replied with a glare. Yu Qiao did not place her back on the tub. Instead, she was carried to the bedroom.

One moment, her body was dangling in his arms, cold then the next she was thrown in the middle of the large king-size bed completely n.a.k.e.d. The lamps next to the bed were also bright enough for him to see her clearly.

"Yu Qiao!" Mo Lihua shrieked as she grabbed the nearest blanket to cover herself, but Yu Qiao took it away from her.

The only thing that was left that she could use to cover herself was a damned pillow! He did not even give her a towel to dry herself!

"You want to practice? The only man that you will practice kissing or more is with me!" He said in anger. Yu Qiao took off his shirt and proceeded to remove the rest of his clothes, while Mo Lihua watched dumbfounded.

"Are you being jealous of me now? Wait! Why are you taking off your clothes?" She asked with disbelief. Her mouth is dry, as her heart beats fast. This was way different from the previous times they had exchanged kisses and touches.

This time, she new Yu Qiao loves her or at least wanted her above the others. She still has her reservations, but the aphrodisiac on her system was making things easier for her to forget about thinking and look forward to feeling.

"To start practicing." He replied a matter-of-fact, as he took off his jeans.

Before Mo Lihua could reason, Yu Qiao was already hovering on top of her. The single pillow that she had herself covered was also taken away allowing him for a better view of her n.a.k.e.dness.

Yu Qiao was reaching out, pushing a lock of her hair. His fingers were moving against her skin while his eyes stared at her intently with the familiar, unmistakable hunger silently promising her that she would be ravished soon.

He let his finger traced her cheek, then her jaw, lower to her neck. Later on, her n.a.k.e.d shoulders, before reaching the valley of her b.r.e.a.s.ts.

Mo Lihua's breathing speed up as she looked forward to what he would do next. 'I want more,' she thought as she bit her lip to not demand that verbally. Her face was red, though due to embarrassment.

She hoped for him to kiss her hard, touch her everywhere. He could kiss, lick or bite if wanted to and Mo Lihua would welcome it.

Yu Qiao leaned closer, his breath, fanning her face as he leaves gentle kisses. "Are you scared?" He asked when his mouth was next to her right ear before he nibbled her earlobe.

"No," Mo Lihua answered breathlessly as she suppressed the m.o.a.n that wanted to come out of her mouth. She shook her head gently, her hands reaching to hold his broad shoulders.

"Are you in pain somewhere?" He asked again. One of his hands cupped her b.r.e.a.s.t and started stroking her hardened n.i.p.p.l.e.

"No," She answered almost with a m.o.a.n as Yu Qiao was enjoying s.u.c.k.i.n.g her neck. He then squeezed her b.a.r.e b.r.e.a.s.t, almost to the point of pain, but the clenching of her p.u.s.s.y tells how she liked it.

Yu Qiao pressed himself against her, "We need to be careful with your wounds. Are you still feeling sore?" He said tightly, his hand trailing down from her b.r.e.a.s.t towards the wetness between her legs. "I know it's best to stop, but I don't think I could. You should push me away now, or I could hurt you again."

"Huh?" Mo Lihua asked. 'What stop? Who will stop?' She with disbelief. "Oh… No..." Who cares? Not her. How could she think properly when his fingers were stroking her mound?

"No?" He asked with a raised brow. "No on what?" 

'What the hell are you asking? Stop talking!' She wanted to answer sarcastically but was not yet bold enough.

"Lihua?" Yu Qiao stopped touching her and waited for her to answer instead. 

Mo Lihua opened her eyes that were close, "No. Don't stop…" She said wait heated face. Yu Qiao smirked which she did not miss. Because of annoyance, she bit his shoulder hard. 

Yu Qiao only g.r.o.a.n.e.d painfully before his hand trailed towards her center, aching to touch her folds. "So wet for me?" He asked suddenly. He then lowered his head, his lips caught hers, savoring, melding. His tongue dipped across her lower mouth before biting it slightly.

Without warning, Yu Qiao shifted their position, making her the one laying on top of him. She could feel his erection against her wetness.

Mo Lihua caught her breath, unaware of what to do. The insecure part of her wanted just to run away. She even tried to get off, but, he held her h.i.p.s firmly.

"I do not want to hurt you. So I won't do anything without your initiative or consent." He said almost unhappily as he looked at the ceiling instead of her. Yu Qiao needed to be patient, he was not drunk and does not have a reason to act like an uncontrollable teenager. 

'What initiative? What consent? I think that's too late now, right?' Mo Lihua wanted to clarify. To make matters worse was that, she like the heat coming from him. 

Feeling bold, Mo Lihua and probably because of the aphrodisiac still in her system, she started gliding her wetness against him, trying to remove the itch that she had been feeling since earlier.

Yu Qiao released a painful g.r.o.a.n.e.d, and finally looked at her in disbelief. She then reached for his hand and guided it towards her c.h.e.s.t. "Play with them…" She said inviting with a seductive smile on her face.

Not satisfied by just touching, Yu Qiao sat before lowering his head to taste a hard n.i.p.p.l.e, playing with them using his tongue, s.u.c.k.i.n.g and biting.

Mo Lihua needed to bite her lips to stop the noise that would escape. His other hand is teasing the neglected b.r.e.a.s.t, his fingers playing with the stiff peak. 'More,' 

'I wanted more. I want her very badly.' He thought he as his painful hardon was against her wet folds. It would have been easy for him to go in. However, everything should be at her own pace.

She buried her head into his shoulder, hiding from embarrassment and felt him wrap his strong arms around her and hold her tight, then pressed one hand start to stroke her inner t.h.i.g.h.

"Guide me…" Mo Lihua wanted him inside her. Yu Qiao cupped her b.u.t.t and lifted her slightly to align himself to her entrance.

"Relax, it won't be painful as the last time…"

Mo Lihua could have cared less, but feeling the tip of him slowly easing into her, opening up as she had never felt before. "Not painful…" She said honestly, only felt full.

"Baby girl, you are so tight for me… Only for me…" Yu Qiao whispered, making her whimper. Her arm hooked around his neck as she enjoyed the dizzy sensation from his slow movements.

Yu Qiao grabbed the back of her neck before leaning down to capture her lips. He then pushed into the hilt abruptly, making her almost m.o.a.n loudly. If he was not kissing her, she might have screamed.

He continued to kiss her, stifling her m.o.a.ns against her mouth. Mo Lihua was on her back as he hovered on top of her.

The only thing heard in the room was their sound of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e with his low growl of satisfaction as he continued to go in and out of her. Gently, then fast. 

"I… Almost…" Mo Lihua felt her stomach clench. Then it hit her. The p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e that almost made her scream if she did not manage to bite it down using a pillow. Instead of stopping Yu Qiao's thrust faster, then he followed seconds, on a muffled shout his face, pressed on her heaving c.h.e.s.t.

Mo Lihua was exhausted. She reached to touch his head, which was still laying on her c.h.e.s.t and started playing on his hair.

"Was I okay?" She asked shyly. Her heart was still beating fast, and Yu Qiao seems to hear it.

"You were awesome." He answered when he raised his head to look at her with a grin. "Are you still feeling sore somewhere?" He said, slowly pulling out from her. Yu Qiao then went to the bathroom to grab a clean towel for her to use.

Yu Qiao helped her clean and also checked her wound. "Thank goodness it did not bleed."

"Yeah. So we could do this again." Mo Lihua said seductively as she hooked her arms around his neck, rubbing her n.a.k.e.dness against his.

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