After Being Betrayed I Married the Glamorous CEO-Chapter 159: Can I Take a Bath First?

Lu Feiyan’s struggles grew weaker and weaker. She had thought Shen Fanyun was joking, but he was serious.

CLICK!

Shen Fanyun pushed open the bedroom door, tossed Lu Feiyan onto the bed, and quickly undid his shirt buttons. Lu Feiyan panted heavily, wanting to speak but holding her tongue.

"You..." Lu Feiyan felt as if a fishbone were stuck in her throat, unable to utter a single word.

"To make sure you don’t forget me, it’s time we did something memorable," Shen Fanyun said. "Today is an auspicious day, perfect for intimacy."

Lu Feiyan was speechless. What kind of bizarre reasoning is this?

"I, I..." Just as Lu Feiyan tried to get up, Shen Fanyun was quicker still, leaning down and giving her a passionate kiss.

Lu Feiyan’s hands tensed, a jolt like electricity shooting through her. It had been a long, long time since she had kissed a man—not since she first tasted the forbidden fruit in her youth. A wave of inexplicable pleasure left her brain numb and her limbs stiff.

A long-missed taste?

In a trance, Lu Feiyan could not distinguish reality from illusion. She gradually became aware that her body was growing hotter and hotter.

"Mmh, mmh, mmh," Lu Feiyan mumbled incoherently as Shen Fanyun’s soft, warm tongue began to explore her mouth wildly.

Immediately after, Shen Fanyun’s hands removed her black leather jacket with incredible agility. Her slender, pale arms came to rest limply over his shoulders. Lu Feiyan wanted to resist, wanted to refuse, yet a voice in her head continuously egged her on. Let go. Enjoy it. Fully embrace this clandestine pleasure!

Shen Fanyun laid her down on the bed. The rise and fall of her chest was a breathtaking sight. The black sleeveless shirt could barely contain her full bust, a sight that haunted the dreams of countless men.

Lu Feiyan’s eyes widened, staring at the man so close to her. She could see his gentle gaze, the fine pores on his skin, even his long eyelashes—she could see them all with perfect clarity.

"Does it have to be this way?" Lu Feiyan asked in a hoarse voice, her mouth dry and her blood boiling. A relentless craving, a desire, sprouted like wild weeds in the depths of her heart.

Shen Fanyun hummed softly in response.

Lu Feiyan sighed, her tone almost a plea. "Can I... can I take a shower first? This is a bit unhygienic." Even though I’m always meticulous about my hygiene and smell wonderful whenever I go out, isn’t a pre-sex shower an international custom?

Shen Fanyun reluctantly released her. Lu Feiyan turned away slightly, helplessly wiping the saliva from the corner of her mouth.

"I’ll be quick, very quick," she murmured, ducking her head as she hurried into the bathroom.

Shen Fanyun lay back on the bed. While he waited, he lit a cigarette; he seemed to be in a good mood today and even began to whistle leisurely.

Not long after, Lu Feiyan emerged, her hair dripping wet and a white bathrobe wrapped around her. Her expression was cold, but her cheeks were flushed a lovely shade of red. She clutched the ties of her bathrobe tightly, standing by the door and hesitating to move forward.

"You..." Her eyes fell upon a completely undressed Shen Fanyun.

His chest was broad, his eight-pack abs stunning.

More than a decade had passed since the first time. She still remembered it vividly. Back then, Lu Feiyan was completely ignorant about intimacy, which made that initial taste of the forbidden fruit unforgettable. She had even thought she was going to die and, in the middle of it all, had earnestly tried to give Shen Fanyun her last words. Her entire being had been enveloped in nervousness and impulse, so much so that she never got a good look at his body.

Lu Feiyan covered her eyes, not daring to look again. Shen Fanyun, however, was so thick-skinned that he didn’t show the slightest embarrassment. Not only that, but he brazenly got up and swaggered in front of her.

"You, can you please put on some clothes?" Lu Feiyan was close to tears; she really couldn’t bear to look. Why is this guy so composed? Isn’t he shy at all? It’s bad enough he isn’t embarrassed, but to show off in front of me like this... what kind of person is he?

"Shy?" Shen Fanyun scooped her up. Before she was ready, he had already lifted a corner of her bathrobe.

Her fair, straight legs were faintly visible in the light, a tantalizing sight. She was so pale that a closer look revealed the faint blue veins beneath her skin.

"Brace yourself," Shen Fanyun reminded her gently.

Lu Feiyan didn’t understand. "Huh?"

A meaningful smile played on Shen Fanyun’s lips as he stood before her, enveloping her in an embrace. Even through the bathrobe, Lu Feiyan could keenly feel the scorching heat of his body.

The next second, she suddenly furrowed her brows.

GASP! Her body trembled.

"Don’t, don’t," Lu Feiyan shook her head vehemently. This guy is too wicked!

Her body instinctively sagged downward, but Shen Fanyun caught her, his hands supporting her hips and cutting off any retreat.

This... Lu Feiyan’s eyes widened, a wave of shame washing over her.

Shen Fanyun’s eyes were tightly shut, as if savoring the moment. Lu Feiyan had completely given up struggling now; her hands could only drape over his shoulders.

Shen Fanyun raised an eyebrow, then sat down on the edge of the bed. Bracing his hands on the soft mattress, he gestured with his chin. "Want to take over?"

Lu Feiyan wrapped her arms around his neck. After a long hesitation, like a timid kitten, she hesitantly began to seek her own pleasure for the very first time.

Her scalding body and restless heart fanned the flames of desire, which washed over her again and again. She thought that from now on, it would be very, very hard to forget this moment.

Midway, Shen Fanyun’s eyes lit up. He had just noticed a tattoo of a cloud on Lu Feiyan’s right shoulder. The coloring was plain, but it added a touch of playfulness.

"When did you get this?" he asked her.

Lu Feiyan paused before replying, "Not long after you left."

Was this to commemorate me? After all, my name has ’cloud’ in it.

"Did it hurt?" Shen Fanyun asked softly, pulling her into his arms.

Lu Feiyan winced slightly, but replied, "It didn’t hurt!" Compared to the sting of the tattoo needle, the current sensation was an irresistible torrent of pain and pleasure.

Drenched in sweat, Lu Feiyan struggled for a while before finally stepping down onto her tender, pink-soled feet. Her first step was unsteady, as was her second. A moment later, the realization dawned on her. She turned and ground her teeth as she glared at Shen Fanyun. This guy is too much to handle. I have to meet with the creative team later. How am I supposed to leave the room like this? I’m completely drained after just two steps!