Obsessive Pleasure - Chapter 27
It began raining overnight, the kind with thunder and lightning.
Liang Yun hid in the dry, warm blankets, completely naked. The smooth sheets rubbed against her bruised bottom, the pain gone, replaced by a subtle, intermittent itch.
She dreamt of Chen Yang again, but there was no fiery discipline, no intense s3x.
Instead, there was:
In a pink dessert shop, he returned with mango ice cream, smiling as he placed it in front of her.
Under the willow trees by the artificial lake in the rain, he held an umbrella, his shoulder brushing hers.
In the couple’s seating at the cinema, Star Wars played on screen, but he was wrestling with her for the last piece of popcorn. When he won, he would dotingly feed it to her pouting mouth.
Then, he kissed her lips, holding and sucking her as if he were a gentle sunbeam, pervasive warmth, sweet affection, and harvested happiness.
Liang Yun woke up with a long, warm arm draped over her waist.
Chen Yang was lying on his side on the other half of the bed, his posture peaceful, his breathing even.
Liang Yun’s world let out a silent “BOOM”:
She knew she had abandoned the pretense of the casual game player and had hopelessly fallen in love.
In the morning, Liang Yun called her colleagues, telling them she had friends in the area and would be staying for two more days.
Since the cooperation project was completed and the next day was the weekend, they didn’t ask further, telling her to enjoy herself after working so hard.
While Liang Yun was talking on the phone, Chen Yang mischievously kept bumping her with his arousal underneath the sheets.
She was so aroused that her voice nearly broke key several times during the conversation.
After hanging up, Liang Yun flipped over and straddled Chen Yang. “You troublemaker!”
A spank landed immediately on her rear. “Trying to revolt?”
“Ow, ow, ow…” Liang Yun grimaced.
Chen Yang simply picked her up and walked toward the bathroom.
He untied his own bathrobe, let Liang Yun rest her head against his chest, and held the showerhead with his other hand, gently rinsing her entire body. He squeezed out a dollop of shower gel and massaged her gently.
Chen Yang stroked Liang Yun’s bottom, which still showed the dark marks left by the cane and paddle. When he heard her sharp “hiss,” a rare trace of apology surfaced in his heart. “Will you still be stubborn next time? Whatever you want, you must tell me everything. You are not allowed to bottle things up and sulk.”
Liang Yun buried her face in his chest and gave a muffled “Mm.”
Chen Yang reached down, aimed the showerhead at her crotch, and let the fine, dense stream of water spray into her. The sensation was both ticklish and numbing, making Liang Yun’s legs go weak.
Chen Yang pushed her against the tiled bathroom wall and continued to shower her ‘flower,’ while his other hand used his index and middle fingers to grip her two soft petals, forcing them apart to allow the water to penetrate more freely.
The warm water stream continually stimulated Liang Yun’s cl!toris. Although nothing was actually inserted, she was already biting her lip, trembling on the verge of climax.
Liang Yun suddenly bent her knees, kneeling in the bathtub, directly facing Chen Yang’s morning erection. The unique musk scent of a man wafted toward her.
She took a deep breath, as if intoxicated by the scent, and looked up with eyes full of reverence. “Master, Elaine wants to lick Little Master.”
Chen Yang gently stroked the top of her head. “You are permitted.”
A thrill ran through Liang Yun. She lowered her head and immediately took the round tip of Chen Yang into her mouth.
Chen Yang felt the bl00d in his entire body rush to his groin, momentarily swelling painfully.
He couldn’t help but thrust his hips forward. “Take more in.”
Liang Yun tried her best to fit the entire aroused desire into her mouth. Her oral cavity was full, with a small portion still left outside.
To compensate for not being able to swallow more, she used her agile tongue to please him, constantly licking the groove beneath the mushroom crown and occasionally sweeping across the small opening at the tip.
Chen Yang struggled to control any sound that might escape him, but the hand resting on her shoulder involuntarily clenched tighter and tighter.
Liang Yun’s tongue base was suppressed by his size. As her head moved back and forth, saliva uncontrollably ran down the corners of her mouth, leaving his engorged purple rod glistening wet.
Her two slender hands worked in coordination with her mouth, stroking the shaft up and down, occasionally slipping down to gently massage and squeeze his two large, full testicles.
“Master, please bestow your Holy Water upon Elaine.” Liang Yun’s eyes were covered with a layer of fanaticism, like a pilgrim worshiping a sacred idol.
Chen Yang finally let out a muffled groan from his throat, then said with a mixture of exasperation and amusement, Silly girl, don’t you know men can’t pee when they’re erect.