Because I Cannot Hurt You

Chapter 382 - A Steamy Massage

Zhiyuan heard his assistant's report and beamed. "Great. Now since that is done, I can go ahead with the rest."

He cut the call and smiled to himself. Throughout the whole ride in the car, Zhiyuan was softly whistling and seemed to be in a good mood.

Xinyi curiously asked, "Did anything good happen?"

Zhiyuan raised his brow. "Not yet. But it will soon."

She blinked. "What do you mean?"

"You will know when the time comes. Have patience until then."

Xinyi pursed her lips and grumbled to herself. "Why keep the suspense?"

The day passed by in the blink of an eye. They worked till quite late in the evening and finished drafting the project proposal once and for all.

Xinyi stretched her arms, feeling tired. "Done."

Zhiyuan ordered a takeout for their dinner. Meanwhile, he saw his wife stretching her arms and a mischievous idea popped into his mind. Wearing a serious expression on his face, he cleared his throat and got up.

He walked and stood behind Xinyi's chair and pressed his palms on her shoulders. "You are very tired. Let me give you a massage."

Unaware of Zhiyuan's impure intentions, Xinyi agreed. She felt really stiff working non-stop for long hours. She wished to go for a spa treatment, but a massage at least was a better option.

"Let's sit on the couch. You will feel more relaxed there~"

She nodded.

Zhiyuan sat behind her and began pressing her stiff points much to her relief. His fingers worked like magic on her sore points. Five minutes later, a sly smile lit his lips, and he began his massage trajectory towards her neck.

Xinyi felt ticklish and softly giggled. Zhiyuan leaned his face. His lips almost touched her earlobe as he whispered, "Are you enjoying it?"

"En."

He grinned. "Do you want to enjoy it more?"

"Yes," she said while thinking of getting relief from her tense muscles.

A glint passed his eyes. "As you wish~"

From her neck, his hands pressed on her arms. His fingers teasingly touched her skin and her back. Then his hands reached her waist, by which point Xinyi was finally starting to feel that something was not quite so right.

"Zhiyuan."

"Yes?"

"Where are you touching?"

"Where I am supposed to give you a good massage."

Her brows furrowed in suspicion. Zhiyuan's chest was leaning on her back. His warm breath fanned her neck, and a shiver ran down her spine.

"You did a good massage. I think I am fine now," she gulped.

He clicked his tongue. "How can you be fine so soon? Weren't you VERY tired? As your husband, I cannot do anything half-hearted. So let me complete the massage."

"You are doing this on purpose."

He innocently said, "Doing what on purpose?"

Xinyi tried to slip past his hold, but Zhiyuan was swift enough to stop her.

"Ah!" She gasped and fell back on the couch with Zhiyuan pinning her beneath him. He smiled. "Why is my wife running away?"

"Because I just realized that my husband was lying."

"I wasn't!" He righteously said, "I am just giving you a good massage. Part one is over."

Her brow twitched. "Part one?"

"Yes. Part one with my fingers. There is another method with which I can bring you greater relief."

Xinyi refused to trust the smile on his face.

"I assure you that more than my fingers, my lips will be of greater use in providing the comfort you seek for," Zhiyuan was talking like a sales representative selling his massage services.

"You! I don't want to opt for that service!" She looked away, her face blushing.

Zhiyuan chuckled. "No, no, no. How can you refuse, Mam? It's even more effective than a finger massage, and as far as I remember, our son had interrupted my massage service this morning."

Her lips twitched.

"It's time to complete it, don't you think?" He pinned her wrists on top of her head and bent closer to her. "So, Mam. I insist you don't reject it."

"Y-you are getting really sneaky!"

"Sneaky is what works on you, Mam."

Placing his finger on her chin, he turned her crimson face towards him and kissed her lips. A moment later, he was already fiercely kissing and biting her lips. His eyes narrowed in pleasure as his tongue feasted upon them. Xinyi softly moaned, feeling the same pleasure tingle her from within too. She fell weak and let him capture every inch of her lips. Her breath got a little messy as his kisses then trailed her chin and neck.

He sucked at the center of it, making her shudder. Burying his face in her neck, he kissed numerous spots, and it still wasn't enough for him. He slightly tugged the sleeve of her dress sideways to expose her fair shoulder. He darted out his tongue, licking her soft skin.

"U-uuhh," Xinyi mewled a moan.

Zhiyuan loosened his tie, feeling the rush of the heat traveling in his veins. He felt his member harden, feeling the softness of her chest against his. He shut his eyes, relishing the sensation.

One thing led to another, and he didn't know when his kisses led him to slide between her thighs. Their heated bodies rubbed against each other for pleasure and relief. Xinyi trembled and clung harder to him as she felt their nether regions rub through their clothes. In a few minutes, they climaxed and collapsed back, feeling satisfied.

Coming back to her senses, Xinyi blushed hard. "You are really mean!"

Zhiyuan kissed her lips and then on her blushing cheek. "Thank you."

"It was not a compliment!"

"It was for me, haha."

Zhiyuan thought they could for another round and eagerly leaned again.

But this time, somebody knocked on the door. "Sir, your takeout is here."

Zhiyuan cursed his luck.

Why does everyone have to interrupt me at this crucial time!?

Xinyi found this as the perfect chance to escape.

"Hey!" He whined.

"I-I am hungry!"

"Me too but not for food anymore!"