Love, Chef. - A Chen Qing Ling/Modaozushi Fanfic

Chapter 22 🔞

Lan Xichen:

My body trembled as my hands went into A-Yao's hair and grabbed a handful of his hair as he worked his mouth around me. My anger was bubbling in my chest and right now, was one of those days that A-Yao was taking the brunt of it.

I threw my head back as a moan escaped my lips, I could feel the rush of an orgasm making its way down.

"A-Yao, I am going to cum. Swallow it all without dropping even a bit." I said as I looked dead into his eyes.

He nodded his head obediently, I threw my head back again as the my anger and pleasure were mixing together in my stomach and slowly building me up so that I can find my orgasm. It was a whirlpool of memories that only made my grip on A-yao's hair harder, I could still picture that woman and Jiang Cheng laughing and dancing in the crowd, their proximity leaving no space for any air to pass.

My jaw clenched as I suddenly saw white in my vision, I held down A-yao's head on me until I was done with my orgasm. I let go of his hair as A-yao made his way up and sat on my lap, my head playing around his entrance.

"Er-ge, what's gotten into you today? You're so aggresive." A-yao asked as I almost tore his shirt.

"I am angry and I need to vent. You knew someday this would happen again." I said as I bit down on his clavicle.

A small whimper left his mouth, following by a moan. My hands spread him as I slowly evaded him, before going in full force. A squeal left his lip as it ought to have hurt a little, but I was way beyond consideration at this point. I didn't care, I needed to fuck.

Moans filled the room as bodies crashed with one another, my thrusts not making it easier for A-yao to catch a break. It wasn't until he tapped my thighs till I realised I was going too hard.

"Er-ge.... please.....be gentle" he said, tears running down his cheeks.

I came back to my senses and realised what I had done.

"I am sorry A-yao" I said as I cupped his face and kissed him slowly.

I took a few minutes while being inside him.

"Tell me when you're ready again, okay?" I said.

He nodded and adjusted, slowly grinding on to me. I felt myself getting hard and on the verge.

A-yao saw it and a sinister smile played on his lips.

"Er-ge, aren't you impatient?"  He said as he saw me struggling.

"A-Yao, please..." I somehow uttered.

He started to grind himself on me, as the knot on my stomach slowly built up, a groan left my lips. Slowly, A-Yao started to move and search for his own orgasm, torturous yet pleasurable, he moved in a way that soon took us to our orgasm. Not being able to take it anymore, I held his butt and started to thrust harder, not showing any mercy. And it wasn't long before we both held on to each other and drowned in the orgasm.

A-Yao and I rested in that position for a while before he started to move away from me.

"Er-ge, will you get cleaned up with me or should I go first?" He said.