Chapter 236 - At My Mercy
Chapter 236 – At My Mercy
A smothered sigh echoed in the hushness around us. He didn't utter a word, but his hand sank into my hair, and the heat of his skin burning my scalp told me everything I needed to know.
I swirled my tongue slowly around him. The lack of light seemed to have heightened all my other senses, as the taste of him was even sharper on my palate than I remembered. Crisp like fresh herbs, mixed with a hint of earthy sweetness. The same as his kiss. I savored every inch of him before sliding all the way back, daring him with a lick on the tip.
The muscles on his thighs tensed, the breathing above my head growing ragged. I smirked in the dark. The rational part of me wondered if I should stop before this act really turned into something dangerous, but the other part of me, which was beyond rescuable after being infected by someone's shamelessness, dismissed that option without a second thought. The fear of getting caught only made me throb more with desire, and I could tell that he felt the same way. So I licked my lips, taking him down to the base once more.
Long, quiet seconds passed as I continued sliding along his length. The only thing I could hear was the broken rhythm of his pants, along with the equally broken rhythm of my heartbeat. The temperature in the crate seemed to be rising too quickly. My hands that were still resting over his thighs felt them tightening more and more, and just as I started to wonder when he might snap, muffled conversations from a distance drifted through the wooden planks behind me.
"… Second batch all checked out."
"… Can't wait to go home after this. It's so close to New Year already. Who else is working extra hours except us?"
"… There are only a few more, just keep it up."
Only a few more? Those words made me pause in my motion. The crate we were in was close to the entrance of the alley. If there were only a few more left for them to count …
As if on cue, the sound of footsteps closed their distance towards us. Caught by the surprise, my heart skipped a beat, and I swallowed. But I had forgotten that I still had something in my mouth … Before either of us knew, a low groan shot straight out above my head, echoing in the tight space around us.
Damn! Cursing myself, I hastily released him, letting the folds of his robe drape down to cover however much of him they could cover. If anyone found us, at least we would look somewhat more decent that way … or maybe not. Finally regretting that my whim might end up costing us too much, I pressed myself against the crate wall, ears perked up for the sounds outside.
Footsteps drew closer. One track turned before reaching us. Then another came up so close that I could see the faint shadow of a figure through the slit between the planks. My heart drummed so violently in my chest that I wondered if anyone could hear it. But then the footsteps moved again, this time away from us.
"… Two hundred eighty-seven. Same as two days ago."
"… Time to go home guys!"
"… Don't be late tomorrow. It's a big load, will probably take a whole day."
"… It's always a big load …"
The voices drifted farther and farther until they disappeared into the distance. Had the group left? I squinted and tried to peek through the slits, though Bai Ye had already straightened and lifted the lid above us.
The faint glow of red lanterns filled the crate, basking his figure in a heated glow. "They're gone," he said. His voice was a hoarse rasp. Then his gaze shifted to my face, and I saw the fire in it that threatened to burn me to ashes.
Chuckling a little sheepishly, I let my hands wander up his waist again. "Don't give me that look … Are you blaming me for not finishing it off?"
My eyes landed on the huge bulge over his robe, and I realized that the garment would've done nothing useful to cover our business at all if we were caught. Oh well, lesson learned for next time. Meeting his gaze under the lantern light, I lifted the fabric, and I closed my lips around him once more.
He threw his head back with a sigh that was no longer suppressed. His hand that was still tangled within my hair tightened its grasp, while his other hand clenched the rim of the crate, making it creak. I almost moaned in pleasure at this sight of him. Maybe it was a good thing that those people had stopped us at that time … To see him at my mercy like this was too satisfying. Too precious an opportunity to miss.
But such a precious opportunity seemed short-lived, as my earlier swallow had already gotten him too close. I had barely resumed my rhythm when I felt the tiny shakes starting to crawl through his limbs. The hand in my hair tightened its grasp, pushing me away gently. "Qing-er," he rasped. "S-Stop now if you don't want me to—"
Oh, but I did want him to. He had pushed me away like this last time, and that wasn't the way I wanted it. I wanted to feel with all my senses what it was like to unravel him. I wanted to hear that uncontrollable groan from him, now that it was all for my ears only. I wanted to see his eyes squeezed shut in ecstasy, now that we were no longer in the dark. And I wanted to taste the part of him that I had never tasted before.
Ignoring his warning, I took him in as deep as I could, all the way down my throat. A hard groan tore out of him.. Shudders spread through his body as a gush of heat filled my mouth.