Married to his secret crush

[Mature Content. 18+]

"Did you start that project in the Shanghai slums?" She asked after a long time.

"Mm."

She blinked, "Since when?" From the time they went to Shanghai together on his business trip, she badly wanted to invest in the development of those slum areas and help the people there but she could not do it at that time because she was even poorer than them.

And after she regained her position in Rosette, that matter slipped off her mind because of the various issues she was facing at that time. From Jun Zixuan's and her fight to her brother's disappearance, there were many things in her head.

Only recently did she remembered about it and she had made adequate arrangements too only to be informed by her people that someone else has started the development project of that area months ago.

"Since the day you mentioned it."

She recalled while driving back to the resort that day, she had casually mentioned to him that she was going to help them one day in the future. Little did she know that he will not only keep it in mind but he will also help her out with it.

"Why?"

"Because at that time, I did not know my wife is so rich. So, I decided to back her up and fulfill her wishes," He played with her hair.

"We are not married properly yet. Don't call me wife. People will get the wrong idea.''

"You care about what people think?" He raised an eyebrow.

She nodded in utmost seriousness, "Of course. I care about my reputation and image in the society."

"Look at you lying so smoothly," Jun Zixuan pressed flicked her forehead, "You are becoming a professional liar."

"Ow.." She cleared her throat, "Anyways, it can't go on like this. Are you planning to do anything that I say?"

"Why not?"

"What if I got you into some trouble one day?'' She drew circles on his chest, "If you keep on doing whatever I want, won't you suffer losses? I don't know why but I attract lots of problems with myself. What if it rubbed on you?"

A certain thing inside his pants was stirring awake the moment she started drawing circles on his chest.

"At this moment, you are rubbing on me," His voice deepened as he glanced at the woman sitting on his lap, shifting again and again, provoking him in ways she was not aware of.

She raised her head to look at him and that predatory look in those chocolaty eyes made her gulp.

He grabbed the back of her neck and pulled her closer to himself, claiming her mouth in one swift move. The taste of strong coffee filled his mouth as he increased the intensity, kissing her harder.

She moaned with pleasure as he softly groaned into her mouth. Their lips opened and the restriction on their breathing began to dissipate. He kissed the corner of her mouth and she moaned in want.

As they slowly moved back to give themselves a break, he grabbed her face once again taking her lips for another passionate kiss that had her toes curl. She gasped as his calloused palms went inside her top, stroking her waist as his lips moved on hers roughly, arousing every inch of her body.

His teeth tugged at her lower lips as his mouth moved downwards grazing past her chin. Her body arched when he kissed her throat, all the way down to her neck where he bit her before sucking the spot. His palm went higher into her top as he kneaded her breasts through her bralette.

Her chest rose and fell as she gripped his hair. As she felt his other hand reaching towards her skirt, she grabbed his hand, "N-No...Stop..." She stood up from his lap and walked towards the window in the private room as she glanced at the distant skyscrapers, her chest rose and fell unevenly as she closed her eyes.

Soon she felt a palm on her skin as Jun Zixuan stood behind her with one of his arms wrapping itself around her waist, "Why are you not as honest as your body?" He spoke beside her ear as his tongue played with her earlobe. His kisses trailed down the back of her ear down to her neck. She leaned back on him as her body trembled under the soft touches of his cool lips.

She felt the loss of his touch the moment he stood straight. Her eyes filled with complaints but in the next second the man twirled her around and pinned her to the wall beside the window. He grabbed her palm and placed it against his crotch. Her eyes widened as she felt him hard and throbbing against her palm even through the layer of clothes.

Her heart raced as her face turned red in an instant. Her body was unusually hot and bothered at this point.

The man let go of her hand, "Now you know what you have been doing to me all this time. You are a torture..." He whispered in a deeper voice. But her next move surprised him.

He glanced at the woman who was struggling to unbuckle his belt. And just the occasional strokes of her finger on his torso had him grit his teeth, "What do you think you are doing?" His breathing turned uneven.

"I-I want to help you," She was a bit taken aback when she looked at the sweat droplets forming on his forehead. So, did that mean that there were times when he too would lose control like her? Her eyes flashed.

"Stop before it's too late," His voice had a dangerous edge to it as he pressed one of his hands on the wall next to her while the other remained on her waist pinning her to the wall.

"I don't want to stop. I will h-help you."

He noticed how her face flushed even further at her own words but damn that adamance in her eyes! Fuck! He could feel himself hardening just under her casual touch and that stubborn yet shy gaze.

If only she knew the effect she had on him.