Chapter 85 | Lin at the Window III

Xu kissed her and slid between her legs.

Her pussy was still wet from the last round, semen and her own slick warmth making the folds shine.

He rubbed the head against her clit.

"Ah..."

Lin’s thighs opened wider.

Xu circled the sensitive nub with slow pressure.

"Nn... husband..."

He kept rubbing until her breathing changed again.

Then he pushed inside.

"Ahhh..."

Her pussy welcomed him more easily now, still tight but softened by everything before. Xu lowered his body over hers and kissed her while he settled fully inside.

Lin wrapped her arms around his shoulders.

"Mmh..."

Xu moved slowly.

This wasn’t the wall.

No need to keep her balanced. No need to hold up a leg.

He could take his time.

His hips rolled deep against hers.

SQUELCH.

Lin’s eyes closed.

"Ah... that’s... mm..."

Xu kissed her throat.

His hand found her breast again, kneading the soft weight before his mouth took the nipple.

"Nnh...!"

He sucked while he thrust.

Lin’s fingers slid into his hair.

SQUELCH... CLAP.

Her thighs tightened around his hips.

"Husband... kiss me."

Xu lifted his head and kissed her.

Lin met him eagerly, tongue sliding against his while her pussy squeezed around each deep stroke.

"Mmh... mm... ah..."

Xu reached between them and rubbed her clit with his thumb.

Her whole body jolted.

His other palm came down across the full curve of her breast.

SLAP!

"Ah!"

The breast shook under his hand before he caught it and squeezed, thumb rolling over the hard nipple.

"Ah! Tianlong..."

"Too much?"

Lin caught his shoulder, breathless. "Don’t stop, husband... please."

Xu smiled.

"That’s my wife."

He kept the pressure on her clit and deepened the thrusts.

CLAP. CLAP. SQUELCH.

Lin’s breasts bounced under him. Her ass pressed into the mattress with every stroke. The room had become humid with heat and sex, the earlier quiet gone beneath wet impacts and broken breaths.

"Ah... ah... nn... husband..."

Xu felt the muscles in her stomach tense.

Her pussy began pulsing around him again.

"Close?"

"Mm... yes..."

He rubbed faster.

Lin’s nails pressed into his shoulders.

"Ah... don’t... don’t stop..."

Xu buried himself deep and kissed her as the climax took her.

"Mmmh—!"

Her cry broke inside his mouth.

Her pussy clenched hard around him.

Wetness spilled around his shaft in a smaller gush.

SQUIRT.

Xu’s hips lost a clean beat.

The tight contractions dragged his own release out of him.

"Fuck... Yueyao."

He thrust deep.

SPURT. SPURT.

Semen pulsed inside her again.

Lin shuddered beneath him, arms locked around his shoulders.

"Ahh... husband..."

Xu stayed over her through the last pulses, kissing her cheek, then her mouth.

They stayed close until their breathing slowed.

Lin opened her eyes.

"You’re still hard."

"Yes."

"Your body is ridiculous."

"Complaining?"

Her lips curved.

"Not really."

Xu rolled off her.

Lin started to relax.

Then he moved behind her.

She looked over her shoulder.

"Tianlong..."

"Turn on your side."

Lin obeyed, facing away from him.

Xu fitted himself along her back and kissed her shoulder.

His arm went under her upper leg.

"Lift it. Hold your leg."

Lin raised the leg and hooked her own hand beneath the knee, opening herself from the side.

Xu lined the head against the slick opening between her thighs.

The head slipped in with almost no resistance.

SQUELCH.

Lin moaned immediately.

"Ahh..."

Xu pushed deeper until his hips met her ass.

"Nn... husband..."

His mouth traced the warm nape beneath her fallen hair.

Then he started moving.

The angle drove deep from behind without putting her face into the mattress. Lin could still turn her head enough for him to catch her mouth between strokes.

CLAP. CLAP.

Her ass shook against his hips.

Xu’s free hand covered her breast and squeezed.

"Ah!"

He pinched the nipple lightly.

"Nnh..."

Then his hand dropped to her ass.

SLAP!

Lin jerked.

Her pussy locked down around him.

Xu felt it immediately.

"Again?"

Her breath came fast.

"Husband..."

SLAP!

Another tight squeeze locked around him.

Lin moaned louder.

"Ah! Nn..."

Xu gripped the soft curve of her ass and fucked her harder.

CLAP! CLAP! CLAP!

The wetness between them turned every thrust into a thick SQUELCH beneath the sharper slap of skin.

Lin’s breasts moved under his hand. Her whole body trembled with the harder rhythm.

"Ah... ahh... Tianlong...!"

He kissed her shoulder.

Then bit lightly.

"Nnh!"

His hand slapped her ass again.

SLAP!

Her pussy squeezed so hard his breath changed.

"Fuck."

Lin heard it and tried to laugh.

The laugh became a moan when he drove deep.

"Ahh—!"

The head pressed into that deepest point again, feeling as if it kissed the gate of her womb.

Lin’s body snapped tight.

SQUIRT!

Wetness splashed over his shaft and the sheets.

Xu thrust again.

"AH! Husband!"

Another deep stroke.

SQUIRT!

Lin’s hand shook around her raised leg.

"I... I can’t... nn..."

"Hold it."

"Mm... yes..."

Xu kept the pace hard.

CLAP! SQUELCH! CLAP!

Her ass reddened under his palm.

He slapped it again.

SLAP!

Lin cried out and clenched around him.

"Ahhh!"

Again.

SLAP!

"Nn—!"

Again.

SLAP!

Her pussy pulsed in frantic waves.

Xu’s control finally broke.

"Yueyao."

He buried himself deep from behind.

His cock jerked deep inside her.

SPURT! SPURT! SPURT!

The release came heavy and long, but finite, filling her already-wet pussy until warmth pushed back around his shaft.

Lin gasped, voice shaking. "So deep... husband... it feels like you’re filling my womb..."

Lin came with him.

"AHHH—husband!"

Her body shook in his arms.

SQUIRT!

Then again, a smaller wet pulse with the next contraction.

SQUIRT.

Xu held her through it, hips pressed against her ass while her pussy kept squeezing his cock in helpless aftershocks.

"Ah... ah... nn..."

Lin’s raised leg slowly lowered, but she didn’t move away.

Her hand reached back instead.

Xu started to pull out.

Her fingers closed around his thigh.

"Mm... stay."

Xu stopped.

Lin’s eyes were heavy-lidded.

"Stay inside me, husband. Just... don’t move yet."

The command in Xu’s posture eased.

He folded his arm across her middle and drew her firmly against his chest.

"All right, my beloved wife."

Lin made a quiet sound and relaxed into him.

"Mmh..."

Xu kissed her hair.

Then her temple.

Then the bare curve of her shoulder.

Her pussy still gave small, fading contractions around him whenever his lips brushed her skin.

"Nn..."

"Sensitive?"

"Don’t tease me."

"You started it."

Her reply came barely above a whisper. "Liar..."

Xu smiled against her shoulder.

He stayed inside her, holding her from behind, while the room slowly quieted.

Lin’s warm body softened against him. The room held the smell of sweat and sex, damp sheets cooling beneath them as her breathing slowly stretched toward sleep.

"Tianlong..."

"Mm?"

Her fingers found his forearm around her waist.

"I know I’m your wife."

Xu waited.

Lin’s voice had gone soft with exhaustion.

"Sometimes I still want to hear you choose me."

His mouth traced the warm nape beneath her fallen hair.

"Then ask."

A tiny breath of laughter left her. "I hate asking."

"I know." Xu kissed her shoulder again.

Her fingers tightened weakly around his forearm. "And you’ll make me do it anyway."

"Yes."

Lin let out a tired little sigh. "Terrible husband."

"Go to sleep."

"Mm..." Her grip loosened.

Minutes later, Lin’s breathing settled completely.

Xu stayed still until he was sure she was asleep.

Only then did he ease himself free, slow enough not to wake her.

Semen followed his cock in thick white streaks, joining the wetness between her thighs and on the sheet. Xu reached for the damp cloth only long enough to keep the cooling mess from bothering her, then tucked the blanket around Lin and returned to bed.

His body wasn’t tired from the exertion. His mind was.

He slept with Lin tucked against his side.

The knock came near dawn.

Soft.

Restrained.

Xu opened his eyes.

Lin was still asleep beside him, hair spread across the pillow, face softer without the pride she wore while awake.

The knock came again.

Xu slipped from the bed, pulled on his inner robe and outer layer, then crossed the room. His sword remained beside the low table.

He opened the door only enough to see who stood outside.

Feng Lianzhu waited in the courtyard shadow.

Dust marked the lower edge of her dark clothes.

She held a folded paper between 2 fingers.

"Sorry," she murmured. "This couldn’t wait until breakfast."

Xu took the note. "What changed?"

"Not enough to name anyone." Feng kept her voice low. "But enough to narrow where I look."

Xu unfolded the paper.

A rough street line had been copied across it with warehouse marks at the side.

Feng pointed without touching the page.

"The man who carried the rumor payment entered this warehouse district before he disappeared into normal traffic. I lost him there."

"And the salvage line?"

"The intermediary tied to the Cangyun notation used the same district tonight. Different entrance. Different time. I can’t put them in the same building."

Xu looked at the marks.

"Same payer?"

"Can’t prove it."

"Same warehouse?"

"Can’t prove that either."

Good.

Feng had told him exactly where the trail ended and stopped there.

"Anyone notice you?"

"Nobody I can prove noticed me."

Xu folded the note again.

Feng glanced past the narrow opening toward the dark room, then immediately looked back at him.

"I’ll go back after first light."

"No. Sleep."

Her eyebrows lifted slightly.

"That an order?"

"Yes."

A faint smile touched her mouth. "Fine. You’re getting very domestic."

"Go."

"Going."

She turned and crossed the courtyard without another word.

Xu closed the door.

The folded note stayed in his hand.

Behind him, Lin shifted beneath the blanket but didn’t wake.

Xu went to the low table and opened the paper again.

The 2 trails gave him no name and no building. Only a district.

When the city woke, he would watch the warehouse roads before he knocked on any door.