Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

“Gu Mohan, you jerk, what exactly are you trying to do?”

As soon as her pretty little lips finished speaking, Gu Mohan forced his tongue inside her mouth, delving in with practised ease. His tongue was hot as he explored all parts of her captivating little mouth and his eyes were slowly turning red as he rasped, “Tang Mo’er, are you becoming stupid or am I not expressing my jealousy well? That disgusting man was pressing himself against my woman and I’m not too happy about it. Can’t you try to please your man a little?”

Although he had dealt with that trash, the thought of him almost raping Tang Mo’er was making Gu Mohan feel an immense feeling of anger and jealousy.F**k! He didn’t even want to think about the dire consequences that would have happened if he didn’t arrive in time.

Tang Mo’er blinked her eyes hard, she was a little stunned. Rather than looking down on her, he was being jealous.

A warm feeling grew inside her, pleased by his words, but she definitely wasn’t going to fall for it. “Gu Mohan, do you think I’m a gullible three year old? Please you? How would I do it? Why not just admit that all you have on your mind are dirty and perverted thoughts?”

“I want to have sex with you.” The way his sexy lips moved when he spoke his mind followed his usual domineering style, simple yet full of impact.

“…”

To think he could say something so shameless as though it was completely normal!

Tang Mo’er didn’t react and Gu Mohan touched her hair and gave her a deep kiss.

All she could smell the pleasant body scent that was just him . When he kissed her, it was intense and deep, like a beast that was ready to swallow her whole. Tang Mo’er’s body felt weak, as though she would collapse into a puddle of liquid.

After realizing that he was kissing her even more passionately, Tang Mo’er stretched out her tiny hands and couldn’t stop hitting him as she cried out “Gu Mohan, let go, I don’t want to have sex with you, stop bullying me!”

Gu Mohan raised his head and kissed away her tears, one drop at a time. When he spoke, it was deep, yet surprisingly gentle. “Remember our first meeting in Karghalik, someone was chasing me and I pulled you onto my lap. I’ve wanted you ever since.”

“…”

Jerk, big jerk!

Tang Mo’er shook her head and refused to listen to him, her tiny hands were punching his strong, muscular body, pushing him away. “Gu Mohan, you can’t. Please, please don’t take advantage of me.”

“Mo’er, be obedient. I want you, give me your virginity, I promise to be as gentle as I can.”

All she could hear was the sound of his metal belt being unbuckled.

“Ah!” Tang Mo’er bit his shoulder hard. It was so painful! As she moved about, her lips were moist and tender, intoxicating as he pressed close and harder way against her body.

Gu Mohan didn’t have it easy, his firm muscles were taut and tensed up as he groaned into her mouth. The air was almost suffocating from the heat of their two bodies and the raspy breaths from their locked lips.

He couldn’t wait any more, this woman was wanted by many and he was displeased and insecure. Mo’er was his and his alone. He would make her his woman, once and for all.

Half an hour later.

Tang Mo’er’s tiny face was buried in the seats, her tears still on her face and her eyelashes moist. The perspiration rolled down her flawless skin, like rose petals with speckles of morning dew. She was stunningly beautiful.

Clenching her tiny fists, she punched him, her delicate body was like an Enhydris that moved around in desperate anxiety. “Aren’t you finished? get off!”

Gu Mohan’s forehead was covered with sweat, he seemed even more sexy than he already was. With one distinct, large palm wrapped around her waist and he exclaimed, “Don’t move around.”

Tang Mo’er didn’t listen to him, she started moving around in agitation. “Go away!”

Gu Mohan finally released her, lifting his body off her.

He touched her lips apologetically, she had bitten her own lips till they almost bled. In a charming voice, his words were tinged in huskiness, “Sorry, baby, I lost control of myself.”