The Villain And His Sweet Wife

Yuan Bojing was drawn to her smile. He leaned into her just as the car began to move. "What makes you happy, my wife?" He knew the answer, but he wanted to hear her say it. 

She nodded, biting her lower lip, her eyes nearly closing. "I am Empress. And I am married to you. What more could I want?" 

Yuan Bojing came over her until she was lying flat beneath him on the backseat of the car. He kissed her. His hands roamed over her body, feeling, squeezing, touching. They broke apart when once they arrived at their new home. 

It was a house big enough to sleep more than a dozen guests. During the house tour, they instantly fell in love with the home and bought it right away.. 

Yuan Bojing passed through the front door, holding his wife's hand. Long Xia took steps ahead when she lifted the skirt of her dress, teasing him with a smile before running off. He chased after her until he caught up, pulling her into his arms. He had her caged against the wall of the hallway, and they gazed into each other's eyes, allowing them to be in the moment. 

"This reminds me of our first time," Long Xia said breathlessly. 

He remembered when had caged her against a wall in a hallway years ago, where they shared their first kiss. Then after, Long Xia pulled him into her bedroom, and Yuan Bojing made love to her with clumsy and inexperienced moves. 

He twirled a strand of her dark hair around his finger. "I remember it being one of the best days of my life, getting to experience that with you." 

His wife beamed. 

"You have to know that I didn't want to leave you that night," he began to explain. 

Long Xia put a finger to his lips. "Shhh," she responded. "I know." She did. She now knew why he left her, and she did not blame him for it. Circumstances pulled them apart. Traditions kept them at length. But all of that was over. She knew he would never leave her again. Not with the loving gaze he gave her every day. Not with how protective he was for her. 

Long Xia gave him a peck on the lips. "Just kiss me." 

Yuan Bojing obliged. 

He kissed her with a force that sent Long Xia aching for more. He opened the master bedroom, pulling them inside. He then lifted her, placing her over the bedsheets. He climbed atop, joining her. 

Kneeling in front of each other, staring, Long Xia began by taking his hand. Yuan Bojing looked handsome wearing dark blue and gold, her family crest embroidered in his clothes, his knuckles adorned with gold and silver rings. He looked like a king—her consort. 

She began to remove each ring, kissing each of his bare knuckles before placing it carefully aside. Long Xia did that with both hands until one golden band that represented their unity—their marriage—was left behind. She did not take that off him. 

Yuan Bojing then reached out to remove the sapphire necklace wrapped around her neck, putting it back in its case before he took the pins of her hair, allowing her half-braided hair to tumble freely. He held her hair in his hands as he breathed, "Beautiful." 

Long Xia smiled.

Yuan Bojing then kissed her passionately again, feeling her smile between each kiss. She reached out for his jacket, shrugging it off his shoulders as Yuan Bojing unzipped the side of her dress. 

Long Xia's husband slipped off her dress until she was in nothing but her underwear. Yuan Bojing unbuttoned his shirt, removing his pants until he was as naked as she was. 

Yuan Bojing then pulled her beneath him, and his mouth found her breasts, which elicited a sweet moan when he took turns to suck them both.

He kissed his way down to her pelvis, toward the spot that pulsed between her legs. 

He pulled her underwear slowly down her legs with his teeth, removing them. 

Long Xia's breathing ragged, anticipating what would come. She felt his mouth inch toward her flesh. She bit her lower lip, suppressing a moan once he kissed her mount.

He licked between the folds, preparing her, pleasuring her, soaking her at once. 

Long Xia moaned, fisting his dark hair as she moved her hips against his mouth. Yuan Bojing then gripped each of her waist hard as he thrust his tongue inside, licking her all over until she was screaming, "Bojing!" 

He pulled from her suddenly, giving her a hard gaze. "It's husband." 

Long Xia flushed. "Husband…" she whispered. 

"Better," he answered, returning to her pleasure. 

Yuan Bojing set her nerves aflame just before he dipped his fingers inside, rubbing and palming his hand over her clit until her legs shook from her oncoming orgasm.

She panted hard when she came. "God. That was…that was…" she was lost for words. 

"Good?"

"Yeah," she breathed.

Yuan Bojing grinned. He then came over to her, kissing her lightly. She felt his erection poking against her. "Put your cock inside me…" she said. "Please." 

He chuckled. "My wife is so eager." 

Long Xia spread her legs as Yuan Bojing grabbed his length, easing himself inside her, her wetness pulling him in. She gasped. He groaned. 

Before he moved, Yuan Bojing kissed the side of her face. "I love you," he said. 

Long Xia looked at him, her eyes glassy with love and affection. "And I love you." 

Yuan Bojing stared at her as he began to rock against her. Long Xia wrapped her legs around him tightly. He moved into her slowly, making love, the friction building between them. She held onto his shoulders as their bodies merged into a tumble of softness and sweetness. 

"Faster, Bojing. Faster," she instructed him.

Yuan Bojing nodded as he pushed her legs further wide, pounding into her. Long Xia moaned—nearly screamed. "Yes! Yes! Like that," she told him, rocking into waves with him in equal vigour. 

Yuan Bojing continued to chase their pleasure. Long Xia looked at the space between them, where their pelvises met. She clenched. "I'm going to cum." 

Her husband then picked up the pace, moving fast and hard until she was screaming and shuddering beneath him. The inside of her walls squeezed around him, and Yuan Bojing cursed, breathing "Xia," as he pumped and pumped, releasing himself inside her. 

He rolled over next to his wife once he finished. He kissed her sweat-slick forehead, whispering 'I love you' over and over again, cooing her to sleep. 

…

Long Xia woke up the next morning to the smell of breakfast. 

The other side of her bed was empty, so she shifted from the bed, wrapping a robe around her to chase the smell that came from the kitchen. 

She found Yuan Bojing sipping on coffee with two full plates on the table. 

Once he saw her, he smiled and approached her, pulling her by the waist. "You're awake," he said. 

"And you woke early," she countered.

"I wanted to make my wife some breakfast," he said. 

"You keep calling me that," she teased. 

"Because it is what you are, and I like it." 

She grinned. "I like it too." 

Long Xia then sat on his lap in front of the breakfast table. She took a piece of toast, munching on it as she read something Yuan Bojing showed her from his tablet. 

She had never been any happier than she was now.