Chairman Husband, Too Boorish - 162

Chapter 162 : All-Night Lovemaking

He took a deep breath, leaned down, and tugged at her nipple, his rough voice seductively whispering in her ear, "... Baby, tell me, do you love me? Tell me, and I'll give you everything you want ..."

Yan Liang bit her lip, her body already aroused. She couldn't bear the emptiness of wanting to be filled, yet he refused to penetrate her. She could only shake her head, her eyes reddening, her naked body a flushed red against her fair skin, her hands tightly gripping Liang Xicheng's muscular arms.

"... Mmm ..." A seductive moan escaped her lips, her voice broken and fragmented, "... No, no ... I'm uncomfortable ... Xi Cheng ..."

Liang Xi Cheng didn't get the answer he wanted, his heart filled with emptiness. Yet, even at this moment, she would call him "Xi Cheng" in such a soft voice.

Liang Xi Cheng felt a complex mix of emotions.

Disappointment, satisfaction, but mostly helplessness.

He knew perfectly well that, no matter what, in their intimate moments, her soul was subconsciously imprinted with his name. But the more this was true, the more he feared she might turn away and never look back.

Liang Xi Cheng's forehead veins throbbed with suppressed desire, his own throbbing engorgement unbearable. Looking at the woman, her face flushed with desire, yearning for him, he stopped torturing her. His hand guided his rock-hard member, aimed, and thrust in deeply.

"Mmm ... " Yan Liang shrank back, her body instantly filled, her mind blank, overwhelmed by waves of irresistible lust. She instinctively contracted her lower abdomen, while Liang Xi Cheng pinched her buttocks hard, licking her smooth, white neck, his voice hoarse with unbearable desire, "... Baby, don't squeeze, if you squeeze, I won't be able to control myself."

Yan Liang had absolutely no skill in bed. Before, when they did it, she was always quite relaxed, but this time was different.

In truth, both of them understood that this kind of sex was like seeking a sliver of warmth from the other in despair.

Yan Liang's body tensed and contracted unconsciously, uncontrollably. Liang Xi Cheng, feeling her grip, could barely bear it. He pressed his hand against her lower abdomen, feeling his desire, erect and firm inside her, a sense of belonging that also fueled his lust.

Perhaps from holding back for too long, coupled with the woman beneath him's erratic contractions, Liang Xi Cheng couldn't resist. He pressed his hand tightly against her buttocks; the white flesh in his palm almost deformed and changed color. He withdrew slightly, then thrust in again forcefully.

"... Mmm, ah ..." The sudden, violent movement caused Yan Liang to convulse. Her slender fingers gripped his skin tightly, a wave of pain mixed with a tingling sensation washing over Liang Xi Cheng. He closed his eyes, slightly raising his sensual chin, and stopped. After a moment, he simply lifted one of her long, white legs, placing it in the crook of his arm, adjusting his position, and, he surrendered himself entirely to the sea of ​​desire.

Yan Liang felt like her body wasn't her own anymore.

Liang Xi Cheng was struggling so hard to hold back that when he moved, he almost lost control. The violent impact made her feel like she was being shattered. She grabbed his back, shaking her head repeatedly. The pleasure mixed with slight pain was driving her crazy. She groaned incoherently, "... Mmm ... Mmm ... Ah ... Xi Cheng ... Xi Cheng, don't be so rough ... I ... I'm in pain ... Mmm."

"In pain?" Liang Xi Cheng's eyes were red from the spasms. He reached out and cupped one of her soft breasts, squeezing it hard, breathing heavily. "Where does it hurt? Hmm? ... Does it hurt you? Baby, tell me, does it feel good?"

He closed his eyes, and after a moment, he leaned down and took her other soft breast into his mouth, his tongue sucking hard on the nipple, his movements below not slowing down at all. He let out an unbearable moan, "Baby, it feels so good, I want to give it all to you, like this ... I want to give it all to you ... Can you feel it?"

Before, when he made love with her, she was pregnant, and his movements weren't this fierce. There had been one time before, but he had always restrained himself because he was mindful of her body. But this time was different.

Yan Liang felt her brain was almost oxygen-deprived, her consciousness fading, yet her body felt an overwhelming pleasure, a feeling indescribable. Her only remaining thought was to use all her strength to match his movements.

She didn't know what he was saying, but a voice inside her kept her going. Her breathing became increasingly erratic, her moans growing louder. Unconsciously, she contracted her lower abdomen, her grip on his skin tightening involuntarily. Her long, white leg, which he had lifted and was draped over his arm, trembled with each thrust, the pleasure causing her toes to curl.

"... Mmm ... Mmm ... Heavy ... Too heavy ..."

"Tell me, baby, who loves you now?"

"... Xi Cheng, Xi Cheng ..." Yan Liang unconsciously uttered those two words, words etched deep into her soul. Even without his question, she knew perfectly well.

Her body was the most honest thing in the world; she knew perfectly well who she was with and what she was doing.

"Hiss." Liang Xi Cheng paused, his eyes fixed on their joined bodies. As he withdrew, her soft flesh emerged, and she murmured, calling his name repeatedly. This sight only fueled his lust, but he didn't want to ejaculate so quickly. He gently stroked her beautiful breasts, his voice hoarse, "Baby, don't be nervous. You're squeezing me so tight, I'm about to cum."

"..."

Liang Xi Cheng noticed her consciousness was hazy, but her body was incredibly sensitive. He felt his penis inside her, like entering a soft, wet mouth. The slightest movement produced a soft, wet sound, yet it was so tight, gripping his tip firmly, as if countless tiny mouths were sucking it in. The feeling was too wonderful, too stimulating. Liang Xi Cheng thrust harder, feeling himself losing control, and finally withdrew.

The thing that had been filling her body suddenly withdrew, leaving Yan Liang feeling helpless. Her hands waved unconsciously in the air, her head shaking, her face full of unfulfilled desire, "... Um, no ... Xi Cheng ... don't go ... don't ..."

Liang Xi Cheng chuckled, "Don't be afraid, I won't leave. Let's change positions." As he spoke, he reached out and lifted the woman beneath him, turning her limp body over so she knelt before him. Liang Xi Cheng stretched out his long arm and embraced Yan Liang from behind, one hand reaching up to grasp her two soft, sagging breasts as much as possible. He pressed down on her waist with the other, making her buttocks arch higher and her breasts thrust forward, making it easier for his front hand to cover her breasts. His other hand pressed against her pubic bone, aiming his erect desire at the entrance, and thrust inside.

Her body was filled again, finally relieving the emptiness within. Liang Xi Cheng tried his best to control his ejaculation, but her body contracted too strongly. After a few forceful thrusts, he felt the intense pleasure wash over him.

He released his hands from her pubic bone, leaning over her back, his thin lips gently kissing her back and neck. His hands grasped her soft flesh, squeezing it firmly, coordinating with the thrusting motions from behind. Yan Liang felt waves of pleasure building up, pushing her towards a peak, as if she were walking on clouds.

Liang Xi Cheng felt her moans growing louder. He reached down again, finding her sensitive spot, tugging at it lightly and heavily, his thrusting behind her intensifying.

Yan Liang couldn't withstand the stimulation; her mind went blank, her beautiful neck arched slightly, and her moans grew louder.

Liang Xi Cheng thrust harder and harder, this time truly losing control. At the moment of climax, his hips tensed, and he gave several desperate thrusts, his hands gripping her buttocks tightly. Finally, with a low growl, he released himself.

That night, he took her constantly, almost never leaving her body, because he couldn't get enough. He wished he could die on top of her.

Yan Liang's mind was completely blurred; she only remembered being manipulated into various positions by Liang Xi Cheng, not knowing how many times she climaxed, until finally, she completely passed out.

***

When Yan Liang woke up the next day, the bed was empty.

She turned over, feeling strangely calm. Everything that had happened the previous night wasn't from when she was drunk, so she remembered everything perfectly.

A slight soreness lingered between her legs. She sat up, cupped her face in her hands, took several deep breaths, and then got out of bed.

Last night, Liang Xi Cheng had been unrestrained with his advances. Her body was somewhat exhausted, and coupled with her recent recovery from a serious illness, she felt even more tired.

After cleaning herself in the bathroom, Yan Liang changed into an outfit in the walk-in closet and went downstairs. Seeing the man sitting in the dining room eating, her heart skipped a beat.

It was somewhat unexpected, yet also somewhat expected.

She checked the time; it was past 9 o'clock. She assumed he had already left for the company. Yesterday, they had argued first, then made love so passionately. Yan Liang suddenly felt unsure how to face him.

"You're up?" Liang Xi Cheng flipped through the newspaper beside him, put it down, and looked up at her. The morning sunlight fell on his brows and eyes, making him appear even softer, yet also more dazzling. "Come here, have some breakfast. I'll take you to see your mother."

Yan Liang went downstairs and into the dining room. A maid quickly brought her breakfast.

Actually, she was very hungry, but her stomach felt like it was full of stones, which made her have little appetite. Yan Liang didn't eat much.

Liang Xi Cheng, seeing the untouched glass of milk beside her, reached out and pushed it towards her. "Drink this, then eat that piece of bread."

"..."

Yan Liang frowned, paused, then lowered her eyes, shook her head, and said in a very soft voice, "... I don't want to eat anymore."

"Eat."

"I want to see my mother."

"Eat." Liang Xi Cheng frowned, repeating, his deep voice brooking no argument, "Eat, and I'll take you."

Yan Liang glanced at him. His refined features, in the morning light, upon closer inspection, no longer possessed the softness they had just displayed. His expression was inscrutable. Yan Liang felt a mix of emotions, a complex blend of feelings, unsure of what he was thinking. It was as if she wasn't quite sure what she was thinking herself; there were words she wanted to say, but when they reached her throat, her mind went blank.

Was it that she didn't want to say it, or that she lacked the courage?

"..."

Knowing his temper, and knowing that he made her eat breakfast for her own good.

Yan Liang didn't intend to torment her body, so she forced herself to eat the milk and bread before getting up and going to the garage with Liang Xi Cheng.

She got into the car first. Liang Xi Cheng received a call. He glanced at the number, reached out and ruffled her hair. Yan Liang's body tensed instinctively, and Liang Xi Cheng's hand paused as well.

He leaned over the passenger seat, intending to say, "I need to take this call, please wait a moment."

But the words caught in her throat, and she swallowed them back. The atmosphere was somewhat awkward. Yan Liang knew she was overreacting. It wasn't that she disliked his touch; she just didn't know why, but she had this instinctive reaction.

It was like, thinking about last night, she felt guilty.

That feeling—the stronger her feelings for him, the more uncomfortable she felt—was very obvious. She knew why.

Because of her father, because of what happened more than 20 years ago, and even considering her mother's situation—things she had once intended to forgive—now felt like a huge boulder piled between them.

She wanted to love him with all her might, but the thought of those things made her hesitate.

So, pain, self-blame, guilt …—formed an invisible barrier, standing between them.

Liang Xi Cheng gazed at her intently, then stood up, closed the car door for her, and walked a short distance away to answer his phone.

Yan Liang turned her head, her gaze lingering on the man not far away through the car window. His straight back and black suit exuded a calm and reserved aura. Such an outstanding man, regardless of what he wore or did—even just answering a phone call—would be a captivating sight.

She had once truly believed that having such a man stand beside her was the most beautiful thing she had ever done. But now, she realized that happiness was indeed as fragile as walking on thin ice.

Without realizing it, that world had already been turned upside down.

When Liang Xi Cheng hung up the phone and turned back, Yan Liang hadn't had time to look away; their eyes met through the car window.

Yan Liang felt a pang of panic and instinctively looked away. Liang Xi Cheng's pupils flickered, he put away his phone, and got into the car.

He didn't rush to start the engine. After closing the car door and fastening his seatbelt, he seemed to pause for a moment before reaching out and taking Yan Liang's hand.

His large hand held her small one, Liang Xi Cheng's thumb gently stroking the back of her hand. His burning gaze was fixed on her, his deep voice slightly hoarse.

He said, "Yan Liang, don't be afraid. I know how painful it is for you to be around me right now, so I'll grant your request. Rex will be going to England with you on the flight this afternoon. I've already arranged things for you at SGA."

"If you want to leave, I'll grant that wish, as long as you're happy."

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