Chapter 84 | Lin at the Window II

Lin undid the sash of her robe. The white silk loosened. She slid it from her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, then removed the thin layers beneath without rushing.

Xu watched.

He knew her naked body well.

That didn’t make her less beautiful.

If anything, familiarity made the details more dangerous: the pale line of her throat, the full weight of her breasts, the narrow waist opening into generous hips, the long legs, the white streak falling through black hair over her left shoulder.

Lin caught him staring.

"You’ve seen me before."

"And?"

Her blush deepened.

Xu stepped into her space and ran his hands over her waist.

"You’re beautiful."

Lin’s breath softened.

He squeezed her ass and pulled her against him.

"All of you."

"Mm..."

"Especially when you stop pretending you don’t like being looked at."

"I don’t pretend that."

Xu raised an eyebrow.

Lin tried to hold his gaze.

Failed.

"...Not always."

He laughed and kissed her.

This kiss was slower than the oral service had been. Less command, more possession. Lin’s arms circled his neck. Xu kissed her until her breathing went soft and uneven again, then moved down to her neck and chest.

He cupped her left breast.

The weight filled his palm.

Lin inhaled sharply when his thumb brushed the nipple.

"Ah..."

Xu lowered his mouth to it.

He sucked.

"Nnh... husband..."

Her back arched.

He rolled the nipple between his tongue and lips, then gave the other breast the same attention while his hand kneaded the first.

"Mmh... ah..."

Lin’s fingers slid into his hair.

"Tianlong... slower... no, don’t—"

Xu bit lightly around the swollen nipple.

"Ah!"

"Which is it?"

She stared down at him, breathing hard.

"You’re doing that on purpose."

Xu kissed between her breasts.

"Then tell me which."

Lin’s breath caught. "Don’t stop, husband."

"Better."

He kissed his way lower.

Her eyes widened as Xu lowered himself in front of her.

"Tianlong?"

Xu put his hand beneath her right thigh.

"Lift it. Hold your leg."

Lin’s breath caught again.

She raised her right leg and caught it with her own hand, keeping the thigh high while her left foot stayed planted. Xu steadied her hip and looked between her thighs.

Her pussy was already wet.

Pink inner lips gleamed between pale skin, swollen from kissing and anticipation.

Xu ran his thumb through the slickness.

Lin trembled.

"Ah..."

"My lovely wife," he murmured. "Your pussy is beautiful. Nothing else comes close."

The muscles in her thigh tightened.

Her pussy visibly clenched around nothing.

"Mm... husband..."

Xu smiled and leaned in.

His tongue touched her clit.

Lin jerked.

"Ah!"

He licked again, slower.

"Nnh... ahh... Tianlong..."

Her fingers tightened around her raised leg.

Xu spread her with his thumb and tongue and tasted how wet she already was.

SLURP.

Lin’s head tipped back against the shutter.

"Mmh... mm..."

His tongue circled her clit, then dragged lower through the slick fold.

SLURP...

"Ahh..."

Xu pushed a finger inside her.

Lin’s pussy closed around it at once.

"Nn!"

A second finger joined the first.

He curled them upward and sealed his mouth over her clit again.

Lin’s breath broke.

"Ah... ah... husband... there..."

Xu repeated the motion.

Her hips twitched toward his hand.

SQUELCH.

The sound was wet enough to make Lin’s face burn red even through the pleasure.

"Don’t listen to that," she breathed.

"Hard not to."

"Tianlong..."

Xu sucked her clit.

"AH!"

Her complaint vanished.

He worked her with fingers and mouth until the wetness ran over his knuckles and down the inside of her left thigh.

SQUELCH... SQUELCH.

"Mmh... ahh... ah..."

Lin’s held leg shook.

Xu’s fingers curled harder against the place that made her hips jump.

"Husband—"

He didn’t let up.

"Nn... nnh... I... ah..."

Her pussy clamped around his fingers.

Xu sucked once, hard.

Lin cried out.

"AHH! Tianlong!"

Her whole body snapped tight.

A hot gush splashed over Xu’s hand and the floor beneath them.

SQUIRT!

Lin shook against the shutter.

"Ah... ahh... nn..."

Another smaller spurt followed when his fingers moved through the contractions.

SQUIRT.

Her right leg nearly slipped from her hand.

Xu caught more of her weight at the hip and kept licking through the last aftershocks until she pushed weakly at his shoulder.

"Enough... husband... I can’t..."

Xu rose.

Lin was still trembling.

He caught her around the middle and kissed her before her knees could decide anything for her.

She tasted herself on his mouth and made a soft, embarrassed sound.

"Mmh..."

Then she kissed him harder.

Xu pressed his body against hers.

His cock was still fully hard between them.

Lin’s hand found it automatically.

"Still...?"

"You sound surprised."

"I’m not. I’m..."

Xu kissed her again.

"Raise your leg."

Lin obeyed, bringing her right leg up. This time Xu caught it under the knee with his left arm while his right arm locked around her waist. Her back rested against the shutter and wall, body opened to him.

Xu dragged the swollen head along her soaked pussy.

SQUELCH.

Lin gasped.

"Ah..."

He touched the tip to her opening.

Her pussy clenched so hard around the head that he stopped for a heartbeat.

A small squirt of wetness ran down his shaft.

"Nnh!"

Xu looked at her.

"Ah, wife... you still feel too damn good. Makes me want you every day."

Lin’s eyes went soft despite the flush covering her face.

"I want that too, husband..."

Xu pushed in.

Slowly at first.

Her wet pussy opened around him, tight and soft and hot enough to make his jaw clench.

"Ahhh...!"

Lin’s head fell back.

He went deeper.

"Nn... mmh... Tianlong..."

Deeper again.

Her pussy squeezed him with each inch.

SQUELCH...

Xu’s hips met hers.

Lin shuddered.

"Husband... full..."

"I know."

He held her leg high and started moving.

The first strokes were slow, deep, his body keeping hers pinned safely against the wall while the raised leg opened the angle.

"Ah... ah..."

Xu kissed her while he fucked her.

Lin’s moans broke against his mouth.

"Mmh... nn... ah..."

His right hand slid up from her waist and cupped her breast.

He squeezed in time with the next thrust.

CLAP.

Lin’s breasts bounced between their bodies.

"Ah!"

Xu sucked the side of her neck.

Then her nipple.

"Nnh... husband..."

The pace increased.

CLAP. CLAP.

Lin’s pussy grew wetter around him.

Every time he drove deep, her walls clamped down as if trying to hold him there.

"Mmh... so deep..."

Xu shifted the angle slightly and thrust again.

The head pressed into the deepest place inside her, close enough that the sensation felt like it was kissing the gate of her womb.

Lin convulsed.

"AH! There... there!"

A gush spilled around his cock.

SQUIRT!

Xu’s control thinned.

He drove back into the same angle.

"Ahh—!"

Another wet pulse splashed down her thigh.

Her breasts shook with each impact. Her ass compressed against the wall and his supporting arm. Her pussy was so soaked that each thrust made a thick, obscene sound.

SQUELCH. CLAP. SQUELCH.

"Tianlong... husband... ah... ahh..."

Xu kissed her hard.

Lin’s left hand clutched his shoulder. Her right stayed on her lifted leg when his arm needed a better grip around her waist.

"Hold it."

"Mm... yes..."

He freed his left hand from under her knee once she had the leg and used it to grip her ass.

Then he fucked her harder.

CLAP! CLAP!

"Ah! Ah! Nnh!"

Lin’s pussy tightened in fast waves.

Xu could feel her losing control.

"Come for me."

"Husband... I—ah..."

He drove deep again.

Her mouth opened without sound for a heartbeat.

Then her body seized around him.

"AHHH! Tianlong!"

Her climax hit hard. Wetness sprayed between them while her inner walls seized around him in repeated contractions.

SQUIRT! SQUIRT!

Xu kept moving through it, slower but still deep.

The contractions pulled at him until his own release surged up.

"Yueyao..."

He drove in until her body stopped him and held there.

His cock pulsed.

SPURT. SPURT. SPURT.

Xu came inside her in heavy, waves.

Lin cried out against his shoulder and clung to him.

"Ah... husband..."

Warmth spread deep inside her while her pussy continued to squeeze him through every pulse.

For a while neither of them moved much.

Xu kept her against the wall, leg still raised, forehead against hers.

Lin’s breathing came in little broken pulls.

"Mmh..."

He kissed her.

She kissed him back slowly.

His cock hadn’t softened.

Lin shifted against him. The hardness pressed between them, and her eyes closed.

"You really are impossible."

"You married me."

"I know." Her lips brushed his. "I remember very clearly."

Xu lowered her leg carefully.

Lin’s knees wobbled when her feet touched the floor.

He caught her before she could pretend otherwise.

"Don’t say it."

"Say what?"

"That I’m tired."

Xu looked at her flushed face and damp hairline.

"You’re tired."

Lin slapped his chest lightly.

"Annoying man."

Xu laughed, bent, and lifted her into his arms.

The old tenderness under his right ribs tugged faintly beneath the weight. Familiar warmth answered there, Regeneration continuing its quiet work. It wasn’t enough to stop him carrying his wife across the room.

Lin rested her head against his shoulder.

"You could have let me walk."

"I could."

"And yet."

"And yet."

He laid her on the bed.

Lin sank into the mattress with a long breath.

Xu climbed beside her instead of over her immediately.

For a little while they only touched.

Lin lay facing him, her hand drifting lazily over his chest, then down his stomach. Xu brushed the white streak away from her forehead and kissed her there.

Her eyes opened.

"You didn’t answer something."

"What?"

"If Su chooses you someday."

Xu watched her.

Lin’s fingers found his cock again under the loose inner robe he’d pulled around himself for the walk to the bed. It was still hard. She stroked him slowly while waiting.

"I won’t lie to you about her," Xu said. "And I won’t make you smaller to make room for anyone."

Lin’s hand paused.

"That’s not a promise she’ll stay outside."

"No."

She breathed out.

Then resumed stroking him. Xu’s hand slipped between her thighs in return, fingers gliding through the wet folds before circling her clit just enough to make her breath catch.

"Nn..."

"Good."

Xu raised an eyebrow.

Lin’s mouth curved faintly. "I said I wanted the truth. It would be embarrassing to complain after getting it."

"You can still complain."

"I know."

"You usually do."

She squeezed him.

Xu sucked in a breath.

Lin looked pleased with herself.

"Careful."

"Or what?"

Xu rolled toward her.

Lin laughed once before his mouth covered hers.

He kissed her slowly, his hand sliding over her breast, then down her waist and over the curve of her ass. She kept stroking him through the kiss, each pass of her hand a little more confident.

"Mmh..."

Xu rolled her onto her back.

Lin looked up at him, hair spread across the pillow.

"Again?"

"You sound unhappy."

"I sound tired."

"You also haven’t let go of my cock."

She glanced down at her own hand.

Then back at him.

"That proves nothing."

"Of course."

Lin’s lips twitched.