It seemed she'd finally broken Chen Ling.
Chen Ling sighed. He always sighed around her.
In the next instant, a scorching hand curled around Yaxi's waist, yanking her onto the bench beside him. His other hand moved faster—thud—slamming past her shoulder against the wall behind her. In a flash, their roles flipped, and Yaxi found herself pinned beneath Chen Ling.
"You said it," he murmured. "So I'll lick."
He grabbed the hand she'd just used to "fuck his mouth," feeling it tremble under his grip. A smirk tugged at his lips. "Such a coward. A little pressure and you're shaking. Where's that boldness from before?"
With just a few fingers, he could encircle her wrist. She was so thin. These past few days at her place, he'd noticed she ate plenty, polishing off every takeout order. Yet her mind was elsewhere, always staring down with a furrowed brow, secretly swallowing white pills behind his back. White ones, yellow ones.
"Lu Ziyang, why are you touching the skirt? Pervert!"
His ex-girlfriend's familiar voice cut through, as if on purpose. Chen Ling had gone too far to care anymore, but Yaxi heard it—her eyes flared with anger, and she tried to pull her hand free.
Chen Ling tightened his hold, locking her troublesome hand in place. She'd humiliated him earlier, and he wasn't done settling the score.
"Don't get distracted," he whispered, leaning in close. "Watch carefully how I lick. Don't look away."
He parted his lips slightly, biting down on the tip of her index finger and sucking gently.
His tongue moved with agility, swirling around her finger. He teased it slowly at first, grinding against it until Yaxi unconsciously squeezed her thighs together, wishing he'd go further. Then his mouth opened wider, sucking hard, the wet smack of it echoing in the air.
His tongue was hot and pliant, licking from the base of her finger to the tip, then biting down again, tracing the itchy spaces between her fingers to the next one. He lapped at every digit, and Yaxi felt her arousal soak through to her underwear. The hand he'd braced against the wall shifted to cradle the back of her head, pulling her close until her licked hand was trapped between their chests.
Her gaze blurred, caught in Chen Ling's grasp.
"Why aren't you listening? Look closely," he said.
He was lower than her now, tilting his head up to meet her eyes, a hint of red glinting in his own.
Yaxi suddenly found him intimidating and couldn't hold his stare.
But he licked her palm, sending heat and itch spiraling through her, straight to her core. Her body burned, hips twisting as if pleading for something she couldn't grasp.
Chen Ling kept his eyes on her, his pink tongue curling into a serpentine arc, its textured surface dragging across her palm. He stuck it out deliberately, letting her see its wet sheen and provocative shape—slow at first, then fast, licking from the base of her palm up to her fingertips.
Yaxi felt ecstasy, her hand and mind both sated.
"Chen Ling…" she rasped.
I like you so much.
Chen Ling's fluffy hair bounced with the motion of his mouth. Yaxi ran her fingers through it, then gripped it, stroking him.
I never dared touch you, but now I can.
Their eyes locked, Chen Ling's licking and biting growing fiercer, as if he meant to devour her hand.
You gave yourself up for her. But it's fine—you're like this because of me.
Finally, his tongue hooked the tip of her ring finger, twirling it gently, slow and tender like a nursing infant.
Yaxi panted, her hand sliding to his shoulder and neck, tracing down from his throat to his chest. His heart pounded wildly—he was just a man, after all. With that thought, her touch turned suggestive, slipping outward to tug off his down jacket.
Chen Ling complied, letting her strip it away. As the last sleeve came off, he licked her inner wrist, trailing upward past her elbow, her shoulder, her neck, her chin… until he nearly reached her lips. Yaxi blocked him with her hand.
"Chen Ling, you don't get to kiss me without my permission."
Chen Ling stared into her eyes, searching for her next move.
In the end, he just sank his teeth into her collarbone and peeled off her coat.