His Feisty, Pampered Wife

Chapter 1 A Man’s Heat

The night was as cold as ice. Lily Cox drunkenly stumbled into the top floor of the luxury hotel. She staggered past the rooms, trying to keep her eyes open for the room numbers.

“Ah… 1086…” Lily Cox smiled as she reached her destination for the night. Her fingers lightly pushed on the door and it creaked open, revealing a pitch-black room beyond it. It was too dark for her to see anything.

She squinted her eyes, and opened her mouth to speak. But before she could make a sound, a large hand forcefully gripped her wrist and pulled her inside. She tripped over her feet, and tumbled into a passionate hug.

She did not scream, having arranged to meet the man who was her senior at school here tonight. "Is this heat… coming from his body?" she thought. "Mmm, how warm…"

The man’s heavy breaths on her sensitive earlobe startled Lily, and her heart began beating with an unfamiliar intensity.

The man stood with his back to the window, the dim starlight from outside silhouetting his tall and muscular figure but also making it hard to see his face. Lily caught a faint gleam as the eyes of the man holding her narrowed. They seemed to flash with mockery and disdain as they took in the sight of the highly aroused woman in his arms.

A cold finger lifted her chin, and a kiss with the ferocity of a hurricane landed upon her lips. A powerful tongue forced open her lips and teeth, as if it was trying to take all the sweetness of her mouth. It was an aggressive, domineering move.

Lily Cox’s legs grew weak from the man's fierce attack, and she lost what little remained of her composure. Her head felt light as she tried to regain her breath.

Suddenly, she felt herself swept off her feet, and she could tell what was about to happen. The sound of the pair of lovers breathing heavily filled the dark room.

She quivered with fear, but also… with anticipation.

He tossed her unceremoniously onto the bed. Even with her inhibitions lowered, and half-delirious from the drinks, she still hastily closed her eyes. His fiery lips closed upon hers again, and she slowly began to reciprocate his movements. His usual gentleness must’ve been all but forgotten in lieu of their parting. His forceful kisses were not like the kind and gentle senior she knew at all.

“Mmph…” Lily Cox struggled to regain her breath between his kisses, but the man had no intention of going easy on her. It was as if he could not get enough of her lips. The hands that were exploring her body violently tore away her top, and expertly removed her bra in one clean swoop. This movement awakened Lily a bit from her drunken stupor. The entire demeanor of the man lying on top of her and the unmistakable feeling emanating from the man who was supposed to be her schoolmate was nothing short of domineering, and frighteningly so. "This is very odd," thought Lily. "What’s going on with him?"

Before she could ponder on her suspicions further, his mouth finally let go of her swollen lips, and moved to her earlobes. As his heavy breaths reverberated through her eardrums, stimulating every cell of her body, she started feeling a tingling sensation all over and could not help but let out a moan. She finally understood what people meant when they said men are like beasts in bed.

His lips began moving downwards, and sucked on her pale neck. His hands rubbed her breasts more and more intensely. She frowned as the pleasure was replaced by pain.

“Ow… It hurts…!” She let out a whimper. But her voice only encouraged the man, and he began to suck on every part of her body with renewed vigor.

Her smooth skin was like a spell bewitching his mind, and her soft body was like a sponge soaking him up, making him want to swallow her whole. He grunted and squeezed her breast. Lily Cox let out another small cry of protest.

“Please… be more gentle…”

“Please…” Lily Cox’s heart beat faster and faster. His crude and forceful movements left her gasping for air. The man thought her words were her way of seducing him, and his lips twisted into a scoff.

He ripped her skirt away. Lily Cox was nervous and scared. With his body firmly pressing hers against the bed, he started a new round of movements with his mouth, from her neck, to her breasts, then further below…

As pain and pleasure began mixing together, she gasped lightly and wrapped her arms around his neck.

A wicked gleam flashed across the man’s dark eyes. Her legs wriggled slightly, occasionally pressing against his flat abdomen. The sensation caused the fire inside him to rumble like a volcano.