DWEO : Zhanyi MPREG

85. Escape

 Zhan POV

I woke to the sound of the shower running, I checked my watch and it was still early. I got up and went into the bathroom. I leaned against the closed door watching Yibo through the steamed shower walls. He hummed a soft tune standing underneath the showerhead with his hands on the wall. 

Water cascaded down his hair and trickled down his delicious body. He looked like a mystical god; I noticed then that I haven't moved an inch, as if he'd disappear if I did. I shook my head; old habits die hard I thought.

I shrugged out of my pajama pants and walked towards the shower opening the doors, he didn't turn around when I entered but he abruptly stopped singing.

Stroking his shoulders, I leaned down and kissed his neck "Don't stop on my account." I whispered; I actually loved to hear him sing. He gave a breathless chuckle "You're a tad bit distracting." he said, My hands went to his abdomen adoring the silky feel of his skin against my hands. I moved my hands up his ribcage, stroking his nipple tips, hardening them. He moaned softly.

"You are insatiable." He said, his voice giving no indication that he disapproved. I smiled against his nape "I can't help what you do to me bobo." I said. Even after a night of relentless passion, the moment I saw him in the shower my desire was reignited again, it was a consuming cycle that never seemed to end.

He turned around and I took his mouth, it parted with a sigh. I thrust my tongue in his mouth, passionately dueling with his. My God, why did he have to taste so good? If he were a drug I would've been locked up in rehab years ago. My kisses went to his neck, his skin smelled of his shower gel.

It was a great aphrodisiac, though it overpowered his natural scent. My hands moved along the smooth curve of his spine to his perfect hips, lifting him against the wall. He wrapped his legs around my hips and I kissed him again until he gasped for air. My finger slipped into his heated slick folds, using my thumb to stroke his pleasure nub. 

He squealed his pleasure; I slipped another finger into him, taking his mouth again. I felt his body tense with anticipated pleasure, then release. He pulled his lips away crying out his climax.

"Yibo." I groaned against his shoulder, his response to me was heaven sent, but I loved to take my time with him. I was half-crazed with the need for him and I've barely even touched him. "Now Zhan." He softly commanded, shattering what was left of my self- control.

He threw his head back biting his lower lip when I entered him, I groaned as I felt his soft heat stretch around me. He rested his head against my shoulder panting and moaning as I moved. With every deep pleasurable stroke and thrust he would whisper my name and make those sexy little noises that drove me insane.

He tightened around me and I knew he was near; I drove him harder and faster and he gasped, "Let go bo." I said huskily and he faintly screamed his release. I rubbed my knuckles against his, nibbling the soft skin at his neck. Satisfied, I groaned out my own release. We stayed like that for a while, both of us trying to catch our breath. 

The warm water washing away our perspiration, I slowly pulled out of him, my desire for him not even a little sated, but then again there was the bed, and the couch... I set him down and he swayed a little so I held his waist to steady him, he chuckled "Whoa, I can't even stand, my knees are useless." He said quietly, almost in chagrin.

I brushed his wet hair out of his face staring into his eyes, warm and hazy from the pleasure we just shared. He stared back "Will I ever stop reacting this way?" he asked, more to himself. I smiled "I certainly hope not." I said and he smiled back, I turned the water off.

I checked out of the hotel while the hotel's bellhops loaded our luggage into the waiting limo. I just finished signing out from the reception when my cell rang "Xiao Zhan." I answered and my pilot came through "The jet is ready sir." He said, "Thank you, we'll be there shortly." I replied, walking towards Yibo and the kids. 

I put my phone back in my pocket, Yibo looked up when I approached "Everything good?" he asked with a smile and I nodded returning it, we walked out after the doorman opened for us and we got into the limo. 10 minutes later it pulled up on the airport's tarmac. 

We got out and walked towards the plane, once inside I made my way to the leather sofa next to the windows. Yibo rejoined me minutes later, sitting next to me "It's going to take some time to stop getting lost in this damn thing." He said and I chuckled, "Where are the kids?" I asked

He sighed "Playing video games, and arguing." He said chuckling "It's their specialty." I said and he nodded, taking his shoes off and curling his feet on the couch. He rested his head on my shoulder "Aren't your cousins flying with us?" he asked, "No, they're wanted to remain in the city for another week. Something about meeting with a local designer." I said.

"Oh." He said then the pilots voice came through "Take off for Bermuda will begin shortly." He said and Yibo looked up at me

"Bermuda?" he asked in surprise, I smiled at him, "I thought we could use a brief getaway." I said playing with his ring "After everything that's happened I thought I'd do us good." I added.

He took me by surprise when he hugged me; he faced me with his arms remaining around my neck "And you wonder why I love you." He said smiling; I chuckled at the fact that I do sometimes wonder why he loves me. I kissed him.