Chapter 57

“Take my clothes off for me.” He says with his deep voice.  His black eyes fixed on her.

Jian Yao blushes as she unbuttons his shirt.  First button, second button… Then she feels a warm feeling on her thigh.  He slides his hand in from underneath the dress, gradually exploring her body.  

“Don’t stop. Continue.” He orders, “Unless you want me to keep my clothes on.”

Jian Yao’s attention was on his hand that’s resting on her thigh.  Her hands shakes as she continues to take off his shirt.  He is pleased.  He lies on top of her.  Her hand gently rests on his chest as she tries to block him from coming closer.

But…. can he not stare at her like that.  His gaze is sharp like razor.  And the hand that is underneath the dress is getting more and more bold…

His long fingers start rubbing her, on top of the thin layer of fabric.  He touches her with a strength that is not too hard, or soft, but just enough to make her body shivers.  But of course, this is only the beginning.  When he is aware of the slight dampness on the fabric, he smiles and says: “You are wet.  Faster than I expected.” 

Jian Yao is almost driven mad.  She hides her face in his chest and protests with a whine: “Can you please keep quiet?”

He looks at her.  His smile increases.

“No.” He says. “We should communicate our feelings.  It helps to achieve perfect sex.”

Then his fingers finally tilt the layer of fabric away to explore further.  Jian Yao feels as if there are electric currents going through her.  Every cell within her seems to be under his control.  She can barely speak.   

His thumb presses on her soft flesh.  Jian Yao’s legs becomes weak and shaky.  His fingers dive in further.  He frowns at this point.  His hands actions do not stop.  He is obviously looking for something.

“Is it here?” He uses his fingertips to rub gently.  Jian Yao takes a big breath.  His frown turns into a smile: “Found it.  I am so accurate.” 

Jian Yao’s face is completely red from embarrassment.  She grabs on to his shoulders.  He notices her reactions, he is even more proud.  He smiles: “Don’t be so nervous.  Just enjoy.” He bents down to kiss her.  His large body pressing on to hers, restricting her body movements.  His hand continues to work its magic, and getting better at it as each second passes.  

Knead, push, tease… Sometimes, it’s a fast and strong rub. Sometimes, he’s move in circles slowly and gently.  His action is swift and smooth, not leaving her a chance to respite.  She curls up like a cat under his body.  

“Where… did you learn this?” She asks as she breathes heavily.

He looks up and smiles at her: “You mean this technique?”

Jian Yao’s mutters a soft yes.  

“A French book.” He says “ ‘Best guide to sex.’  You should read it too when you have time.”

“No, I won’t….” she struggles to finish her sentence as he picks up his speed again.  The constant stimulation is making her anxious like ants on a hot pan.  She feels a strong urge within her. A feeling like she can’t get enough of. She has never felt like this all her life.    

“Oh…. getting more and more excited?” His low voice is getting coarser too.

Jian Yao feels she can’t continue anymore.  Under his fingers, in a part deep within her, a trembling, strange sensation is going though her like layers of waves.   Her heart is pounding so fast she feels it’s going to explode any minute.  But he continues to stir her…

This is not fair…. It’s both their first attempt.  Why does she feels so frustrated and nervous, and he is like an experienced lover, with all the confidence and skills to control the game right from the start.  

But she has no strength left to complain.  Then, a clear but sharp feeling, like a flash of white light/electric current, engulfs her.

“Oh…” She moans.  She can’t believe she made that noise.  Her whole body trembles.  She pushes him away: “Stop, stop.  I can’t take it anymore….”

Bo Jinyan looks at the woman who is shaking in his arms. According to the ‘The Best Sex Guide’, at this point, he needs to stay away from strong stimulations.  He stops using his fingers, and gently presses the sides to help calm her down.   

But his mind is not as calm as Jian Yao thinks.  

Heat waves are rippling and stirring inside of him.  

Too sexy.  She is too sexy.  Her toes curl when she reaches orgasm, softly pushing against his calves.  Her skin turns to a pale pink at that point.  This is not mentioned in the books. 

He wants to access her right now, to have her tightly wrapping against him.  Oh, it must be incredibly wonderful.  He looks at that beautiful place, completely wet, looking soft and red under the lights.  

His lower abdomen tightens.  somewhere, there is a burning tension that feels like it wants to explode.  Only the valley dripping with honey can appease and ease the tension.  

No.  Wait a little longer.  There is something he wants  her to do. 

“Jian Yao, touch me.”  He lowers his head and latches on to her breasts, then grabs her hand.  His heart is stirring - She is finally going to touch his private part.

Jian Yao body is still soft, her legs still numb.  Her head is a little groggy.  She looks up to see his bright black eyes looking into hers.  His hand has led her to press on a hot and hard place.  

 Jian Yao’s face is completely red again. She feels like she is going to suffocate soon. 

But she can’t back off now.  She holds him in her hand, and under his gaze, and moves slowly.  

 Within a few seconds, Bo Jinyan feels his throat tightening.  And it swells incredibly.  She does not have the skills like he did. She pats it like a pet .  But it’s enough to set him on fire.

    "You're great ......" he sighs.

  Jian Yao continues to blush: “Really?" Looking at the thing in her hand, she can’t help but comment: “It’s nothing like your outer appearance.”

His skin complexion looks more like smooth ivory. 

Bo Jinyan understands what she means.  It’s a compliment from his woman to him.  He can’t wait another second.  He removes her hands from there, and lowers his body to the right position.  

Even though her tender flesh is sufficiently moist, the muscles are still tight.  He lowers the head, it feels stuck.  But this is enough to release a bit of the pressure. His mouth opens slightly, even his face has a tint of blush.  

“Oh…..” he lets out a sigh.    

Jian Yao also whispers a gasp.  It’s hurting her.

Bo Jinyan holds her waist, and pushes in another segment.  This is really painful.  She complains: “It’s painful.” She gives him a disapproving glance, “I thought you read the book, so why does it still hurts?”

 For once, Bo Jinyan don’t feel like talking at at all. He just wants to get it all in there.  Oh… that warm wrapped up feeling.  It’s like drugs that are seducing him.  He is completely unable to suppress the urge to thrust.  He can even feel the tip hopping with joy.  

But it hurts her though.  

Bo Jinyan lets out a long breath.  He stops the movement, and places his finger on her sensitive part.  

“Relax.” He is coaxing her: “It will be wonderful.  I am skillful and my techniques are top class .” 

Jian Yao bursts into laughter.  

    But soon she is not laughing anymore.  He caresses her with his fingers while advancing slowly at the same time.  It’s double stimulation.  Her body starts to shiver again.  Ok, he is a master… it’s not as painful anymore.

  When it’s finally completely wrapped up, neither of them speaks.  It’s a strange and overwhelming feeling.  

The two bodies wrapped in each other arms.  The air is filled with their scent.  Their heart beating like drums, awaiting for the most intimate moments.    

    “Now, do you feel it is real?" Bo Jinyan asks in her ears.  

Jian Yao stares at him: “Ah.”

A beautiful night.  You are beside me.  I am beside you. You are in me, and I am in you.  You, who are usually proud and arrogant, would love me so passionately.  You excite me in ways I have never experienced before.  I am crazy about you.  We will be the most intimate person for each other from now on.  We will be inseparable. 

I wish this moment is a covenant of a lifetime. We will be by each other’s side for the rest of our life.  Until we are old and frail, we will still be deeply in love with one another, till death do us part.