Chapter 1185 - As Long As We’re Together
Sometime earlier that night, a pissed off Lu Zihao was dragging an anxious Long Jinjing. The household staff and patrolling security including some from Shadow Winds gave the two of them a wide berth due to Lu Zihao's frightening aura. He looked like he was ready to mutilate someone with his bare hands. They didn't want to be the poor unlucky fools who got in his way and triggered the explosion of his anger by accident.
Long Jinjing was trying to make him slow down but he wouldn't listen. "Ni—Zihao, I said stop! You're hurting me!"
He immediately stopped and examined her wrist which was now red from his tight hold. His scowl turned uglier. He rubbed her red skin, trying to soothe it. "I didn't mean it. Does it still hurt?"
Her expression softened. "A little bit but I'll be fine."
"Hm." He continued rubbing her wrist.
He wasn't exactly gentle but this was as gentle as Long Jinjing could expect from someone like him. She already felt happy inside. However, she was a little worried about the situation they left back at the lounge area.
"I think we should return to apologize to Grandpa Lu," she suggested. "It's not good to upset him. He's already at that age and our elder."
Lu Zihao snorted. "The old man will be fine."
"But—"
"Jinjing."
"Y-yes?"
His dark gaze pierced straight through her. "Don't let the old man introduce another man to you."
She was about to reassure him that it wouldn't happen but stopped herself before she could do so. The delay in her reply made him scowl again. [Read official chapters on W e b n o v e l (dot) com. Please stop supporting piracy. Also follow author on Instagram: @arriacross]
"Jinjing," he growled.
She pouted and felt unhappy with his reaction. Although she liked his jealousy and possessiveness sometimes because it meant that he at least had feelings for her even if he didn't love her yet, she had reservations about him trying to control her own decisions. She wasn't the most assertive or confident person in the world but at least she liked making her own decisions and working on the future that she envisioned for herself.
Long Jinjing loved him, wanted to marry him, give birth to his children, and build a happy family with him together in the future, but that didn't mean that she liked him micromanaging her entire life, especially since he hadn't fallen in love with her yet.
"Grandpa Lu said that he would only introduce other men to me if my relationship with you doesn't work out in the end. He didn't say that he's going to introduce one to me now. Do you think that I'm a fickle woman who'll entertain another man while I'm with you? I know that it's difficult for you to trust people given your…uh, situation, but please trust me a little more. I love you so much. As long as we're together, I'll remain true to you."
Lu Zihao didn't reply but his scowl disappeared replaced by an unreadable expression.
"Also, I think that Grandpa Lu has a point. Although I wish that you'll love me too and marry me, there's still a possibility that it won't work out between us. It only makes sense for us to find other lovers especially for me who's looking for a husband to marry and build a happy family together. Grandpa Lu is already being kind to offer to introduce me to other men when he's your grandfather and should be taking your side in case that we break up again. I'm sure that whoever he introduces to me will be a good man—"
She gasped when Lu Zihao grabbed her, almost lifting her up while his angry face loomed over her shocked face.
"Say that again! You'd accept the old man's offer?!"
Her eyes watered but anger also burst out of her. "Yes, I would! What's wrong with that?!"
He didn't say anything else. He just lifted her up and started marching towards his bedroom. She yelped and wrapped her arms around his wide shoulders to keep her balance.
"What are you doing?! Let me down, you brute!"
"Stay still, woman, or I'll fuck you right here in the hallway."
She immediately stopped making a ruckus, too embarrassed to get more attention from the surrounding people, and also worried that he might really fuck her in the hallway. However, she still felt angry at him so she pressed her mouth against his neck and bit him.
He hissed but didn't stop walking. He didn't scold her either.
She felt a little sorry so she stopped, licked the skin she bit, and allowed him to carry her until they reached his bedroom. He immediately locked the door and marched inside the room before tossing her to the bed. Before she could react, he was already on top of her and kissing her senseless until she forgot her own name.
Okay, it wasn't to that extent but close to it. She had already forgotten why she was mad at him in the first place. His tongue was like wet fire bathing her until she was boiling from the inside out.
Her instincts took over, directly kicking her conscious mind aside which once again plunged to amoeba level because of the man's blazing seduction.
Before she knew it, she was already naked from the waist up. He expertly removed her shirt and bra while she was overwhelmed by his kisses to think clearly. She only realized it when he was already sucking her nipples.
"Ah!" She threw her head back and held his head.
Then he stopped. She opened her eyes to check what was going on and was startled when he just hovered over her, staring at her face with his fierce eyes.
"N-nikolai…?"
"You're mine."
The possessive words and tone made her heart skip a beat before thundering inside her chest. Hearing him say these words also made her wetter.
Her response was to wrap her arms around his neck to pull him for another kiss. Then she whispered into his mouth, "Yes, I'm yours."
'As long as we're together,' she added in her mind.
She didn't say it out loud because it would make him angry again. Yes, she loved him very much, hence why she got back together with him to try to make him fall in love with her. But if she failed, then she wouldn't force herself to a man who didn't want her as a wife and mother to his children.
As long as they were together, and as long as she felt that they had hope for a future as husband and wife, then she would be his.
But if it didn't work out between the two of them, she had no plans of pining for him for the rest of her life. It would break her heart into pieces again and hurt her even more so than before, but she believed that she would eventually heal and move on from him.
If their relationship didn't really work out, she wouldn't close the door to marrying another man who would give her a happy married life with her own children. This was her dream.
All these thoughts flew away from her mind as Lu Zihao once again kissed her after hearing her response. It was clear that her words turned him on. She could feel his erection on her belly as he pressed against her, even grinding his hips, teasing both of them.
"Are you ready?" he asked in a husky voice.
"Huh?"
"Ready to be fucked by me?"
"Y-yes…."
"Tell me."
"F-fuck me, Nikolai…"
"Louder. I can't hear you."
"Fuck me, Nikolai! Oh, please!"
Although they already had similar dialogues in the past while having sex, she still couldn't help but feel embarrassed. She flushed and instinctively tried to cover her naked chest but soon forgot about her embarrassment.
He growled and returned to kissing her and sucking her breasts. She moaned and arched her back, pushing her chest closer to him.
Then he stopped and straightened his body. He was now kneeling on the bed in a straddling position over her body. His hands unbuckled his belt. It was the belt that she bought for him.
As for the other belt, she had no idea what happened to it. She originally planned on returning it to the store to get her money back but Lu Zihao told her when she asked that he already took care of the "ugly thing" and to forget about it. She could only grumble about him being wasteful before he fucked the belt out of her mind.
Back to the present, she felt delighted to see him wearing the belt that she bought for him. It was the only belt that he had been wearing since she gave it to him. She felt even more delighted to watch him unbuckling it in front of her.
He unzipped his jeans and freed his manhood. It sprung out, angry and swollen, making her mouth water and her already soaking core even wetter. She watched as he began stroking himself.
"Open your mouth," he commanded.
She did.
He scooted over until he was straddling her upper chest. Then he lowered his hips and fed his erection to her mouth.
She immediately began sucking him while her hand took over in stroking the base of his length. He hovered over her, supporting most of his weight with an arm on the bed above her head.
"Relax your mouth. I'll fuck you now."
She moaned and did as he said. Her mouth opened wider and soon he was thrusting hard. His tip slammed her throat but her gag reflex had already long been trained by him. She could take him inside her mouth as hard as he wanted.
Nevertheless, it was still uncomfortable but the discomfort was soon overpowered by her desire to make him climax. It was like a power that she wielded to make him lose control. This was an accomplishment especially when done on a man who had tremendous self-control. She loved the feeling just as much as she loved the man.
Indeed, his self-control was admirable. Her mouth was already sore and aching but he wasn't done yet. Fortunately, he stopped and removed his glistening erection to let her rest.
"You okay?" he asked.
She whimpered but still nodded.
He rubbed her lips and massaged her jaw with one hand while continuing to stroke his swollen manhood. When she felt better, she pushed his hand away and gestured for him to return his erection to her mouth. She wanted to make him come with her mouth no matter how long it took.
He raised an eyebrow but did as she asked. He repositioned himself over her head and continued thrusting in her mouth again. Wet sounds and other lewd noises filled the bedroom.
When his hip movements became faster and more erratic, she knew that he was close. She sucked him harder and tightened her hand around his length.
And that did it.
He roared as his hot release flooded her mouth. She automatically swallowed while feeling triumphant.