Hidden Marriage, Overbearing Love: Mr! Please Let Me Go Chapter 1402 - 1406: You’re Like a Glass of Poison

Just thinking about how long he’d be gone, how busy he’d be with work, definitely not taking proper care of himself—and there’d just been a tsunami over there. Was it even safe for him to go? Every time she thought about how much this man had done for this family, and how he didn’t seem to care about anyone else, she felt her heart ache for him.

Xia Qingqian nodded for no reason, slowly turned around, rose on tiptoe, cupped his cheeks, and pressed her damp, heated lips to his, kissing him with practiced skill.

"Qian Qian, you’re like a glass of poison!" he growled, bent down to sweep her up into his arms, and carried her into the lounge off the study. He stopped at the big bed and gently laid her down.

He yanked at his tie and stripped off all his clothes, leaving only a pair of black briefs. Then he climbed onto the bed, pulled her into his arms, and quickly undid every bit of restraint on her body, flinging them into the air!

His large hand slid over her skin, smooth and delicate like silk, moving down as he took his time with foreplay. He kissed her as he whispered softly into her ear.

Beitang Yao’s long fingers, slightly rough, parted the jade legs he’d stroked countless times before. His lips brushed her ear as he murmured, "I’ll be gentle with you. I definitely won’t lose control like I did the other day."

He guided his shaft, forcing its way into her wet, soft heat, plunging greedily into her body that overflowed with mature allure.

"Ah—"

Xia Qingqian shuddered all over. No matter how many times she’d made love with him, she still couldn’t take his massive size all at once. Her hands clutched the bedsheet beneath her in a death grip, while her legs, entirely of their own accord, wrapped tightly around his lean waist!

Beitang Yao worked his hips hard, and the beauty beneath him, apart from letting out one breathy moan after another that drove him wild with excitement, didn’t know what else she could do. Her hands changed course to clutch his head, pressing him down against her breasts.

Right now her cheeks were flushed, her cherry lips parted and trembling as she panted nonstop. Seductive moans spilled from her mouth, and her warm body couldn’t help beginning to clumsily match his every thrust. Maybe because she kept thinking about how he’d be gone for a week, she wanted to make it up to him properly now.

In the end, his thickness speared all the way to her deepest point, and then a rush of hot fluid erupted, like stray bullets slamming into Xia Qingqian’s body.

Under that fierce impact, her whole body shook violently. The soft gasps from before turned into cries: "Yao, I can’t... it’s too much..."

Beitang Yao finally eased his hold on her, but he didn’t pull out. Instead, he let her lie on top of him to rest, while his big hand misbehaved, stroking over the smooth curve of her back, then sliding down to her round little butt, kneading it with just enough pressure to make her yelp in surprise.

"You’re screaming that loud, aren’t you afraid everyone outside can hear?" Beitang Yao’s lips curled as he teased her.

Xia Qingqian bit her lip, a hazy, sultry confusion clouding her eyes. She pouted, "Your hands are the ones misbehaving! Stop moving them!" She reached back to pull his hand away, her expression suddenly cooling as she said, "Quit fooling around..."

How could she possibly be a match for Beitang Yao?

"Rested enough? It’s my turn to keep going now." As he spoke, he pressed her body beneath his again, tugged the sheet over them, and continued their tender entanglement.

It was like he wanted to finish everything they’d have done in bed over the next seven days right here and now before he left. He felt perfectly satisfied, but the little woman under him was drenched in fragrant sweat, eyes closed, gasping for breath.