Phoenix in the Moonlight

Chapter 10: Enjoy the Ride *

[Warning: This chapter contains explicit sexual content. Read at your own risk.]

He was tempted.

Tempted by her virtue.

Tempted by the passion he sensed in her.

And he knew in that moment, he had to possess her.

Beautiful.

As he reached towards the veil, she moved her face away.

"Young Master, don't be enraged. This small one doesn't wish to show her face." His eyes cooled, but he knew what he wanted.

"Reason?" he asked simply.

"I cannot say," she whispered.

"Hao." He didn't hold back. He leaned in and dropped a kiss on her soft neck. He pulled her closer and bit her gently.

"Yifeng. She only offers her skills," Li Jie warned. He was not one to stop his friend from seeking pleasures, but his establishment had some rules. Rules that needed to be followed.

"Does the lady have an objection?" Wang Yifeng asked, his voice clear. She didn't respond, but clung onto him, her eyes wide and wanting. She didn't need to tell him. "Li Jie, I don't think this woman wants to part with me."

His friend sighed and ushered the other girls out. He could only shake his head. Whoever could deny the charm of the prince.

Wang Yifeng pulled her towards the seat and placed her on his lap, kissing her over the veil and caressing her neck with his hand. He so wished to push his tongue into her mouth and explore the treasures she hid underneath. But he would respect her wishes, for now.

She moved on his lap, repositioning herself to straddle him and grind, swivelling and rolling onto his member from over the layers of clothing between them. Feeling him stiffen, she hummed contentedly, making him break out in gooseflesh. That little sound did something inspicable to him. She was just like a little bird.

"I wish to see you," he demanded. His meaning was not lost on her. Yet she didn't listen. She kept moving on top of him, driving him mad. For some reason, he wasn't enraged by her disobedience. He simply grabbed her bottom and kneaded it, keeping his focus on the beautiful arch of her neck.

She felt his hand move across his arms to his shoulder and then to his hair. He smiled on her skin as he felt her pull on the hair ornament and free his locks. She was forceful in her movement, pulling at the soft strands at the back of his neck as she moved.

He realized what he disliked about that woman, Lixue. She looked at him with the need for love, whereas this woman... she was all fire and passion. He didn't want a princess, he wanted insanity and understanding.

'There is something wrong with me.' He knew.

"Remove your clothing," he warned. This time, there is no room for disobedience. She moaned and leaned back as he watched hungrily. She undid her belt and then quickly shrugged off the garment. Left in her inner garment and splayed on top of him with her clothes hanging loosely from where she sat on him, she was a sight to behold. Wang Yifeng lifted her up and discarded her of anything remaining, seeing the expectation in her eyes.

"You are getting married," she hummed and scooted closer, pushing her gloriously naked body against his. "Is this your last celebration?"

He stopped. Looking up, he saw that she meant nothing by it, but he was angered.

"Come, take me in your mouth." He had heard of the great pleasures, and knew that no noble wife would do this, but her she would do it to please him.

She wordlessly fell to her knees and helped him take his clothing off. She parted his legs and put her mouth on him. His eyes flitted closed and he sighed as he helped her, discovering the great pleasure. He groaned as he guides her with his hands in her head, his head lolling back, unable to comprehend the pleasure coursing through him. She did this well too well.

She hummed around him, causing him to laugh and moan at the same time. It felt so good, yet it still made her sound so cute. Who would have thought that a woman doing something so lewd could be called cute.

Not wanting to reach climax like this, he panted and pulled her up. She looked at him with innocent eyes as she found herself placed on his lap yet again.

"May I enter you?" he asked. It took him by surprise, too. Yes, she whispered as she shifted. He steadied her with his arms and gently sank her onto him. He breathed out a ragged breath and squeezed his eyes shut. He was almost lost in her warmth and wetness, but the intense need to move overtook every other sense. He pulled her up and dropped her back on, sliding in and out of her with ease.

He swore, making her giggle and vibrate on him. His eyes snapped open and he glared at her. He couldn't come to admit how good that little vibration felt. Soon, she grabbed his shoulder and started to move. Her little sounds took him off guard.

Without a doubt, she was the most beautiful woman he has laid his eyes upon, only if she were a little less thin. He cupped her breasts and simply enjoyed the ride.