Chapter 31: Exquisite Beauty

Gu Yao was the type of person who never cried; she often refrained from expressing excessive emotion. While this was not always a good thing, it served as a form of self-protection.

But now, she did not want to control her emotions. The night breeze blew over, leaving her cheeks icy cold, yet the embrace behind her was warm.

She closed her eyes quietly for a moment, her heart surging with feelings, yet she could find no way to vent them. Her chest felt tight, as if she were unable to breathe. Keeping her eyes shut, she moved her hands down, gently resting them on the man’s sturdy arms, gripping them with a slight pressure.

He lowered his chin and pressed a kiss to her cheek. The kiss was so light, yet so tender, that it felt as if her heartstrings had finally been plucked.

Turning slightly, her gaze glided over his deep eyes and high-bridged nose, finally resting on his thin, well-defined lips. Standing on tiptoe, she kissed him.

Unlike her previous light kisses, her movements were urgent and passionate, as if she were desperate for strength. Her arms were wrapped tightly around Su Yu’s neck, her body pressed closely against his. Her eyes were closed again, as if the entire world were submerged between their lips.

The man’s lips were unexpectedly soft, carrying a hint of tobacco. The fresh stubble on his chin grazed her delicate cheeks, tickling her, but she could not be bothered with that; in her panic, she seemed to bump against his firm teeth.

She let out a soft "mm," as if only just recovering from the intensity of the kiss, and lowered her arms, wanting to pull away.

How could Su Yu ever let her go?

The woman’s clumsy, frantic kissing made his lips ache, yet it was so genuine and moving. Her tear-filled, glistening eyes ignited the fire that had been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

He wanted to kiss her deeply; he wanted to pull that soft body into his embrace and never part again.

Cupping the back of her head with a large hand, he leaned down and kissed those lips once more, now even redder and more alluring, still glistening with moisture.

"Yaoyao," he sighed softly, a lingering, rhythmic sound. His stern face softened into gentle lines. As he savored her faint, sweet fragrance, his other hand pressed against her waist, molding their forms together without a single gap between them.

This kiss felt different—so scorching that it felt as though she might melt into his lips at any moment.

Feeling the man’s powerful heartbeat, Gu Yao sensed his body temperature rising. With a gentle exertion of strength, he picked her up, carrying her toward the villa while still kissing her.

Her face felt slightly flushed, but luckily, the night was deep, and the area was deserted and very quiet.

The nanny was in the kitchen, but hearing the noise, she hurried out to check. Seeing the pair locked in an embrace, she quickly turned away to give them privacy.

Su Yu spared her a glance. "You can head off early today."

She agreed and stepped out, leaving the hall in silence once more.

Gu Yao struggled, wanting to be put down, but his large hand supported her back, refusing to let her go. In this face-to-face position, he carried her all the way to the fourth floor, pausing occasionally to press light kisses to her lips and forehead.

With a beep, he activated the security system, locking down the entire floor to prevent any interruptions. Only then did he place her on the large sofa. He leaned down, touching his forehead to hers, before reaching for a pack of tissues on the table. He pressed it to her nose and said gently, "Come now, wipe your nose."

"Are you disgusted by me?" Gu Yao only then realized her face was cold. She widened her eyes, her voice sounding a bit hoarse.

"No," he smiled. "Good girl, blow hard."

He then went to the bathroom and returned with a hot towel, pressing it against her swollen eyes. Gu Yao closed her eyes, feeling the warmth, but for some reason, the urge to cry returned.

For her, no hardship had ever been enough to make her weep, yet she could not resist this small, tender gesture.

Blinking, she forced back the tears, pulled the towel away, and looked into his eyes. "Just for today, can you not ask me what happened?"

"Fine. If you say don't ask, then I won't ask." He stopped what he was doing and watched her.

Gu Yao nodded, pursed her lips, and suddenly pulled his head down to kiss him. Without realizing it, the two of them tumbled onto the sofa, then fell to the floor, rolling over several times until their clothes were disheveled.

Gu Yao felt her body burning. Pulling at her collar, she pushed herself up from the floor until she was above him, her knees sinking into the soft carpet. She leaned down and bit his handsome chin playfully, then reached out and pulled off his tie.

Freed from the restraint of the tie, he looked even more relaxed. His shirt collar hung open, revealing the honey-toned skin beneath. His chest rose and fell as he lay there silently watching her, an indescribable emotion flickering in his eyes.

After watching her for a while, his strong hand reached up and circled her waist. It was so soft, as if it had no bones, so slender that it felt as though it might snap with a little pressure.

Adjusting his breathing, his Adam's apple bobbed. He asked in a hoarse voice, "Yaoyao, are you sure?"

Gu Yao did not speak; she answered him with her actions.

Frowning at his shirt buttons, she couldn't be bothered to undo them one by one, so she grabbed both sides of the front placket and gave a forceful tug.

It didn't budge; the quality was quite good.

She grew annoyed, her expression clouding with a rare, charming stubbornness. It was a boldness rarely seen in women—unabashed and direct. If she wanted something, she would take it openly.

Su Yu’s hand climbed slowly up her spine, stroking it gently. Suddenly, he flipped over, reversing their positions. Both were breathing heavily. After a two-second silence, he reached out and deftly ripped the shirt open, tossing it carelessly onto the floor. Buttons popped off and scattered across the carpet without a sound.

His sturdy, handsome muscles were exposed, beautifully shaped and full of masculine vigor. He pressed his legs against hers, slowly propping himself up, his abdominal muscles extending downward in a way that stirred endless fantasies.

Gu Yao did not back down. She pulled off her own jacket, revealing a tight-fitting pullover with a V-neck, showing a hint of her delicate collarbone and her narrow waist.

Her eyes were bright, and her red lips looked succulent under the light.

After tasting her briefly, he lifted her up, still in a face-to-face embrace, and walked toward the bedroom. His other hand was busy smoothing her long hair as he continued to kiss her, their clothes falling to the floor one by one.

The man’s steps were unsteady, and neither of them looked where they were going. Fortunately, the floor was covered in thick carpet, so they felt no pain when they stumbled. The short distance took them nearly five minutes. Although the house had no heating on, it was stiflingly hot, and soon both were covered in a thin layer of sweat.

Gu Yao rubbed against his damp skin, her neck tilted back, feeling dazed as she was laid upon the soft mattress.

His body was scorching. With his muscular arms propped on either side of her, there was nothing left between them as they quietly studied one another.

Gu Yao caught her breath and laughed softly, "Well? Are you satisfied?"

"Beautiful." His gaze drifted lower, kissing her inch by inch. A moment later, his eyes darkened. "And you?"

"It’s been the same since before—you have a great body." Gu Yao smiled, resting her hand on his waist and gently scratching his skin with her slender fingers.

This touch was like flipping a switch. He stopped talking, his movements becoming urgent and fierce. Gu Yao had never seen this side of him—the most natural expression of a man’s deepest passion.

This version of him felt slightly unfamiliar, yet so captivating. Her hands traced his back, leaving faint red marks, then followed the line upward to his short hair. It was prickly to the touch, and she pulled at it unconsciously, her fingertips buried in the short strands. A wave of sensation seemed to crash over her mind again. She stretched her legs forward, accidentally brushing the hard bedpost, and gave a soft cry of pain, only for her foot to be immediately enveloped by his hand.

Outside the window was a vast expanse of deep blue. Because it was a detached villa, there was no fear of being seen. In a daze, Gu Yao turned her head. Amidst the endless pleasure, it seemed as if a shower of shooting stars streaked across the edge of the night sky, as brilliant and dazzling as fireworks. Even though she knew it was a hallucination, she watched it with a dazed fascination.

Her cheek was gently turned by him, and his kisses became incredibly tender. He pressed against her lips for a while, lingering and intertwined, their breaths and lips inseparable.

The air in the room was thick with intimacy. He carried her to the bathroom and placed her into the bathtub, then stepped in after her. The warm water overflowed slightly, flowing around them and enveloping them, leaving no space between them.

Su Yu gently wetted her hair, massaging her scalp bit by bit. Gu Yao let out a soft sigh, leaning back into his arms. Her body felt soft and devoid of strength, yet she was so comfortable that she felt like falling asleep.

Supporting her head, Su Yu bit her delicate earlobe. "Don't fall asleep yet; we have more to finish."

"What?" she asked in a daze, a smile flickering across her face as she murmured, "If I had known it would be this wonderful with you, I wish I had met you sooner."

"Me too. Before I met you, I never imagined that there could truly be someone in this world whose body and soul were so perfectly matched to mine."

He bit her ear, his voice muffled. "Again, okay?"

As he negotiated, his large hand had already disappeared beneath the water.

Stirred by his touch, Gu Yao felt a renewed interest. She turned, half-emerging from the water to face him, and draped her arms over his shoulders to kiss his cheek.

The man’s eyes were filled with profound meaning. "Are you sure about this?"

"Mmh," she responded vaguely, pressing closer. Her skin, slick with water droplets, looked fair and supple. In the light, she looked like a soul-stealing enchantress.

Su Yu leaned against the tub, looking up at her. The water rippled and spilled over the sides, making the floor wet. The bathroom was filled with steam, and the woman’s cool, refined features were stained with an alluring charm. She was giving, and at the same time, she was demanding.