The Overnight Chosen Wife: Darling, Kiss Me Deeper

The next morning, Lanni woke up to Xiehan's intense gaze on her.

"Good morning, husband." She was already getting used to the word but she felt butterflies in her stomach just saying it out aloud. She could finally confirm that she was not dreaming. She was really married to Xiehan now. He really was her husband.

He silently stared down at her, making her c.o.c.k her head in curiosity. "Why are you giving me that look? And, husband, why do you look unhappy?"

He finally leaned down and kissed her forehead. "I'm still trying to process this surreal dream."

It turned out, he also felt like it was a dream. It was one thing to be in a relationship, they had been together for more than three years after all. Being engaged was no huge deal either—at least not compared to this. And the fact that their marriage almost seemed to have dropped out of nowhere made it feel like an illusion.

"Say that again." He whispered against her forehead as he kissed it.

"Uhm… what?" She didn't know what he was talking about so she blinked and stared at him. She was so beautiful when she did that that it made him want to kiss her.

"What did you call me just now?" He looked at her intensely. "Call me that again, wife."

"Husband." She whispered. Her heart picked up its pace and she wrapped her arms around his body to rest against his c.h.e.s.t. He pulled her to sit on his l.a.p but tilted her body before she could rest her head on his c.h.e.s.t.

"You do know that I'm your husband, huh." He spanked her backside.

"What was that for?" She looked up to complain even though it didn't hurt. On the contrary, as crazy as it sounded, she enjoyed being spanked by him.

His palm landed on her b.u.t.t again. "My naughty wife left me…" He didn't complete his statement and grabbed her hand instead, which he slid down his body to his crotch.

His bulge felt harder than ever under his pajama pants. She swallowed and let out a silly chuckle when she recalled her drunken dramatics from the previous night. She really did tease him.

What was worse, all he could find the previous night was a flimsy nightdress that did almost nothing to cover the parts of her body that needed to be covered—and he had to watch her rolling around in bed in that and not touch her because she was asleep.

"Is it funny?" His voice was hoarse as he guided her small palm to rub him.

"Why didn't you take advantage of me?" She asked through a smile as she gently stroked him. The shorts were not thick so she could feel the heat as his manhood twitched in his pants from her touch.

He frowned, his eyes darkening at her question. These were the very words she had said the previous night, asking him to 'take advantage of her' and later asking to take advantage of him instead when he turned her down for being drunk.

He flipped her to lie on the bed and hovered over her while locking her t.h.i.g.hs between his. "You will pay for teasing me."

"I don't think there is any rule against a wife teasing her husband, though." She gave him a sly smile from under him, her eyes passionate. It made him look forward to how they would look with him pounding into her. She was definitely driving him crazy.

He grabbed her hands and pinned them above her head. "Teasing him, leaving him hard and falling asleep only to wake up and tease him again, that should be illegal." He looked down at her.

"Sue me." She teasingly challenged him.

"Trust me, I would do that—if there wasn't a much better way to deal with it."

Tracing a finger down her face, he couldn't tear his gaze away from her eyes. Something seemed to have changed in the way she looked at him. Aside from the obvious d.e.s.i.r.e in her eyes, she loved him more than she did a day ago—he knew it because he felt the same way.

She lifted her head and met his lips just as he lowered his head to kiss her. He tasted her lips softly before taking her lower lip between his. She felt a current in her stomach as he s.u.c.k.e.d on her lip in slow, torturous movements.

A small m.o.a.n escaped her lips when he pulled away to let her breathe. She was out of breath, her eyes glazed as her c.h.e.s.t rapidly rose and fell.

Lowering his head, he kissed the side of her neck. One hand held her wrists together as the other explored her body that immediately reacted to his fingers. She had missed his touch just as much as he had missed c.a.r.e.s.sing her. Her skin was slightly reddened from the heat she felt underneath it. He stroked her through her nightdress but there wasn't much difference between her wearing the flimsy lacy dress and wearing nothing. When she parted her legs, he caught sight of her lacy thong that had an embroidered rose at the centre. It was equally flimsy and the wet patch at the centre drove him crazy with want. Sliding down and holding her by the sides of her waist, he lifted her legs and buried his head between them.

She m.o.a.n.e.d and grabbed a fistful of his hair when she felt him push her thong aside and his hot, wet tongue, flicked her core.

Her toes curled as in p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e from every flick of his tongue. She was on edge sooner than she expected and she threw her head back, not trying to fight back the climax that was rapidly building up.

When he stopped and raised his head, she couldn't help it.

"Xiehan," She whispered his name.

He kissed his way up her body as his hands c.a.r.e.s.sed her hungrily. Pausing, he grabbed the edges of his pajama shirt and tugged it over his head to toss it away, before he undressed her.

He was out of control and her thong ended up receiving the consequences of his wrath.

"Wife," He called her softly.

"Take me…" She pleaded in response, her breath hitched as her body trembled slightly.

"Not just yet, Mrs. Ji." He pecked her lips before kissing her jaw. He licked and s.u.c.k.e.d his way down her body, teasing her stomach and making her m.o.a.n in need. Just when she thought he was about to go down on her again, he paused.

"What was that again?" He looked down at her teasingly. "About teasing your husband?"

"Are you punishing me?" She asked through l.u.s.tful eyes.

His response was flipping her onto her stomach and spanking her backside. Her hand flew to her mouth in embarassment but it was too late to stop the m.o.a.n that escaped her mouth. She didn't dare to look at him. How could she be so shameless?

He stroked the inner side of her t.h.i.g.hs and slid a finger into her out of the blue. He knew she would be wet from her trembling legs but he didn't think she would be this wet. He cursed as his own d.e.s.i.r.e spiralled out of control. He thrust his finger into her faster, enjoying seeing the side of her face flush from the intense passion. Just as she neared her release, he stopped and peeled his boxer b.r.i.e.f.s off.

She felt his hot body on hers and quivered. He reached to the night stand with one hand and took what she guessed must be a c.o.n.d.o.m. She heard the soft tearing sound of a wrapper and soon after, she finally felt him entering her body.

"Ah… Xiehan!" The p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e was almost too much for her to take. He kissed her neck and back and pinned down her wrists as he held her waist with one hand. He eased his length into her and pulled out halfway before slamming into her with more force. She gyrated her h.i.p.s to meet his thrusts as she shut her eyes to feel every wave of p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e.

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AN

Please check the previous chapter's comments for an extra long Author's Note. I posted it as a reply to a comment.