The Villain's Wife

WARNING: R18

Thunder rumbled, the cold wind hugged Lily's skin. She shivered as she eyed the dark skies, being lit by bolts of lightning.

Lily never expected that it would rain tonight. Not that she didn't like it. She liked seeing the grass turn greener after a night of rain. The exotic smell of wet earth that reminded her of home.

What is home? Lily smiled inwardly.

"Hey. You should probably close the window. The rain is getting harder. There will be a storm tonight. Some parts of Hong Kong have already lost their electricity." She felt Zhou Jingren hugged her from behind. His other hand reached out to close the window in front of Lily.

"I never thought that rain would one day become therapeutic." She uttered as she felt him inhale her scent.

"You smell so good." He uttered, his voice low. "You smell like home." Lily smiled when she heard him. By now, both of them knew that home was not a place. It was an idea, a concept. It was a concept of them being together.

Years ago, Lily thought her home was the Facci Group. However, now…

She turned towards him. Folding her arms around his neck, Lily lifted her chin, her gaze lingered at his lips before she finally stared at his eyes. She could smell his masculine musk.

A gentle smile dangled on Zhou Jingren's lips as he leaned in closer, the dimly lit room made his handsome features more pronounced. Slowly, his lips touched hers. It was a light kiss, one that ended just as quickly as it arrived.

Zhou Jingren then rested his forehead on hers, their faces were inches apart, they could feel each other's hot breath travel across their skin. Lily chuckled, she could feel her pulse quicken.

Was it even possible to get aroused just by being this close to her man? She felt the need, the lust inside her started to intensify. So much so that her heart started drumming against her chest. As if she was in danger.

Maybe she was really in danger. A different type of danger. The type of danger where she would easily lose the precious child inside her once she became careless. The desire in her eyes only intensified when she felt his hardened manhood press against her stomach.

She swallowed her non-existent saliva, her mouth felt dry- so dry. She closed her eyes, hiding the urges swirling in her orbs. Slowly, she felt him tilt his head, lowering his lips towards hers.

This time, the kiss was not light nor quick. His hands started stroking her waist, gently caressing her body before it landed on her breast. Lily flinched. She felt her urge and desire explode like hot lava, melting away her sanity.

In less than a minute, Lily felt her heart pound against her so hard, threatening to jump out of her chest. Maybe it was the excitement, maybe it was her pent up desire or maybe it was the fact that she was nervous. Either way, Lily wanted this. She wanted to touch him, feel him. She wanted him, inside her.

She felt him wrap his arms around her body as he carried her towards their bed. Lily was so engrossed in her own urge and desire that she did not notice him open her robe, revealing her naked body underneath.

He stared at her for a few minutes, his eyes turning from gentle to intimate faster than she could even blink. Once again, he leaned in for a kiss, his lips sealing hers. His hands started trailing along the curves of her chest, making her breath hitch in the process.

Eagerness instantly reared its way into Lily. She wanted him, and she wanted him now.

Suddenly, she felt his hands halt at her waist. He let out a deep groan filled with anguish and deprivation as he stopped. He drew his head back, forcing himself to stop kissing her.

Lily stared at him in response. Stunned, she blinked. "Is there— Is there something wrong?" she asked, her voice a little hoarse.

"Nothing."

"Then… why? Why did you stop?" she asked, confusion laced in her tone.

"I feel devious doing this without the doctor's permission."

"I'm sorry?" Lily lifted an eyebrow. "You want a doctor's permission to sleep with me?" She felt laughter bubble inside her. "I am thirteen weeks now."

"But— "

"I know my body." She interrupted him. Grinning, Lily pulled his head and whispered. "If you stop now… I'm buying a vibrator tomorrow and— "

His lips interrupted hers, sealing her words at the same time. "No." He lifted his head and stared at his wife. Slowly, Lily's lips curled into a playful smile.

"Then?" she raised an eyebrow. She was expecting him to kiss her again. She had fantasized about this moment for weeks now. However, she found him kissing her cheek, then her chin, followed by her forehead. Lily smiled. She could feel his gentleness as he continued raining kisses on her face.

And finally, he kissed her. She instantly felt her desire explode inside her. She pulled him closer, her hands tugged at his sweatpants, pulling them down. She really could not wait anymore. The butterflies in her stomach intensified as he started fondling her breast. His mouth trailed down her neck and onto one of her nipples.

Lily closed her eyes shut. Overwhelmed by her desire, she let out a low moan. Her back arched as his hand reached into her core. His tongue started indulging her. First her breast then her stomach. She felt the tingling inside her double.

Another moan escaped her lips. She bit her lips as she felt his hot breath in between her legs. Her core ached for him, for his mouth, his tongue, and him.

And then he worshiped her. Bestowing her with the unbelievable sensation she felt when his tongue stroked her core. Lily felt her body shiver, every fabric of her being begged for him. Her hand made its way towards her breast, massaging them as her waist started moving.

She could feel her climax, threatening to burst as he shoved a finger inside her. It was surreal. She could feel herself tremble under his touch. "I want you…" she managed to whisper in between her moans. "I need you, now."

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