The Villain And His Sweet Wife

Jin Qing kissed Long Mei until her lips were swollen. 

She pulled apart from him enough to say, "You believe me?"

He tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "You pleaded your case well," he said with a teasing smile. "But I did have time to think about it, and I wanted to hear everything from your mouth. I had been there for your nightmares, for your therapy, as you have been there for mine. That was not something you can fake. If you had pretended to be in a relationship with me, you would not have desired my touch, even in your sleep. And I've felt all of your pleasures and desires." 

Long Mei's cheeks heated. She was on his lap now, her arms wrapped around his neck. "All of that was real because I love you. Or did you miss the part where I said it?"

Jin Qing's lips hung wide open. He was dazed. Nearly lost in space. "I heard you…" he began, "but I thought I imagined it." 

She shook her head, smiling sheepishly. "I'm in love with you, Aleksei Sokolov. I have loved you for a long time now, and I don't think I could ever stop. You saved me while I was hurting. You were there for me to heal. You complete me." 

Jin Qing stared at her, eyes wide as if he could not believe what she said. Long Mei pulled one of his cheeks. "I promise this is real." 

"…You love me?" He questioned. Jin Qing does not remember the last time anyone said that to him. 

Something cracked in Long Mei's heart. She peppered kisses from his jaw to his cheek to his head. "I love you. I love you. I love you," she repeated. 

Jin Qing caught her mouth against his. He stole her breath until she was moaning and panting for air. "I fucking love you, Mei," he confessed. "I've wanted you since I first saw you," he breathed against her skin. 

That was why Jin Qing antagonized her. He flirted. Picked banters. But never toed over the line. Not while his chances were slim, but he had her now. On his lap. In his arms. In his heart. 

He pulled her up against him. Long Mei's hair slipped from her shoulders. Her hand rested on his chest. Her hands went to his pants, at the loop of his belt. She slowly pulled it out while gazing into his eyes. 

She then hiked the skirts of her nightgown over her hips and sat down on his length.

She gasped. He groaned.

Jin Qing wrapped his arms around her, seeking her lips again. His mouth consumed her as Long Mei put her hands to his knees, and she moved against him fluidly. Slippery flesh glided and sunk onto his hardness, merging them as one. Long Mei loved listening to the sound of his ragged breaths, feeling his fingers dig into her hips. 

Jin Qing put a hand to her breast, and Long Mei sighed against his mouth. She dug her fingers into the armrests behind him, producing sounds from her mouth that made him shiver. 

Jin Qing lifted her body with his and gently sat her on the carpeted floor beneath him. He pulled her dress from her body, and he began to discard his clothes when Long Mei helped, fumbling with the buttons, urging him to go faster. 

Long Mei grabbed his face, crashing onto him. He found her lips again as he pulled the sleeve of his shirt from his body. He put his weight over her body, and Long Mei spread her legs, pulling him closer until she was a cradle beneath him. 

Jin Qing stared into her ocean eyes and smiled. Their clothes became a mass that blanketed them against the carpet. 

He bent down to kiss her midriff, making his way up, eliciting moans deep from her throat. Jin Qing then pushed into her hard, unexpectedly. "Shit," She gasped. 

Their coupling felt so good. Long Mei spasmed, trembling in pleasure from sensations head to toe. She put her hands to his flank, her legs around his waist. Jin Qing began slow, drawing out every sigh and tremor from her, in and out of her. 

"Fuck. This is…" Jin Qing said as he plunged into flesh, her walls tightening around him. In this position, Long Mei was bringing them closer than they've ever been. Jin Qing thrust harder, faster. He put his hand to her apex, rubbing the bundle of nerves between her legs until Long Mei gasped as she came with his cock deep inside, his fingers on her clit. She came so violently she was seeing white dots beneath her eyelids. 

Jin Qing removed his hand and rocked into her once more, filling her, fucking her, and making love to her until he was spent, groaning against the arch of her neck, spilling himself inside of her. 

When he finished, Jin Qing fell beside her, and Long Mei inched toward him, resting on his arm. He moved a strand of hair from her face that clung to her sweaty brow. 

Long Mei began to trace the contours of his face with her finger when she said, "I'm so glad you came home. I was afraid I'd lose you forever."

"Home?"

She nodded. "This had been my home since you let me in with you." 

Warmth bloomed on his cheeks. "I would not share it with anyone else," he said. "You are my sanctuary." 

Long Mei smiled. "Part of me thinks that if I had met you first, I would have been all over you in an instant. But another part of me believes all of this needed to happen. I was lost for a long time and easily misguided. I rebelled against my family. I did not care about what happened to me. I liked Jin Hu, but seeing you…talking to you…that made me feel alive. Everyone painted you as this awful man, but when I first saw you, I thought you were definitely dangerous…dangerous in a way that I'd fall for you." 

Jin Qing kissed her and smiled against her mouth. "My love, I swear I was the first to meet you?"

"What?"

"The night you met my brother. You met me too. But I thought you chose him." 

Long Mei tried to search her mind, her memory. She had been shitfaced drunk when she met Jin Hu. He was mean...and there was another who was so good and kind to her.. She swore it was him. Unless…