"My Little Wife's Affair" - Chapter 13, Du Heng's Possessiveness

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Du Heng took Su Ye's hand, intending to lead her back to the dormitory. Su Ye hesitated for a moment, glancing at the dormitory supervisor at the entrance, and whispered to Du Heng, "Isn't this a bit inappropriate?" After all, they were at school, and in the eyes of those around her, Su Ye was a womanizer and unmarried; how could she bring Du Heng back to the dormitory?
Du Heng remained calm and composed: "It's too late now." He didn't explain further, but with just this one sentence, Su Ye understood that Du Heng had made up his mind to stay overnight at the school.
Su Ye frowned helplessly: "This is not good. It would be terrible if people found out."
Upon hearing this, Du Heng stopped and turned to scrutinize Su Ye. After a long while, a smile curved his lips: "What, am I someone you can't be seen with?"
Su Ye shook her head and said softly, "You know that's not what I meant."
Du Heng didn't say anything more, and took Su Ye's hand as they went upstairs. When they passed the dormitory gate and the supervisor's office, Su Ye was worried that the dormitory supervisor would stop her, but even when they got to the elevator, the supervisor seemed not to notice Du Heng at all.
There weren't many people in the elevator. After getting out, Su Ye went out first, looked around, and took advantage of the fact that no one else was walking in the hallway before quickly pulling Du Heng into the house.
After entering the room, Du Heng released Su Ye's hand, walked to the center of the room, and looked at the furnishings of the single dormitory.
Su Ye suddenly had a strange feeling, as if a woman's boudoir had been invaded and was being stared at at will. In truth, ever since she began living with Du Heng at the age of thirteen, she had practically no privacy in his presence; everything about her was laid bare before him. Even at their wedding, she hadn't felt uncomfortable. But now, Du Heng's scrutiny made her feel as if her private space had been invaded.
Just then, Du Heng nodded and said, "It's barely habitable, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Su Ye chuckled lightly. She knew Du Heng would think that way. She smiled faintly and said, "This is at school, everyone is like this. Besides, compared to other students, my room is already good enough." She thought of the envious looks Yang Qiqi and the others had given her room.
But Du Heng came over and seemingly casually took her hand, saying, "You're different." His voice was deep and gentle, but it stirred something in Su Ye's ears.
A helpless smile appeared on Su Ye's lips. She recalled the scene on the playground during the day. Perhaps Du Heng was right; she was different from the other students.
Du Heng glanced at his watch; it was getting late. He loosened his tie and said calmly, "Get some rest. Go take a shower first."
Watching Du Heng's movements, Su Ye suddenly realized that compared to Shi Lei's dashing and unrestrained style on the field, Du Heng was far too steady. It seemed as if he could control everything. He was always so calm and composed, and his dark and deep eyes were always unfathomable.
Du Heng felt Su Ye's gaze, stopped what he was doing, and looked up at her: "What?"
Su Ye quickly shook her head: "It's okay, it's okay, I'm going to take a shower."
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Su Ye's bed was really small, at least compared to the super king-size bed she and Du Heng had specially ordered from Italy in their bedroom. This bed was pitifully small. When the tall Du Heng lay on it, Su Ye felt even more that Du Heng was really wronged, and this wrong was because of her.
Su Ye felt a little guilty: "I'll go home tomorrow."
Du Heng remained noncommittal. He held Su Ye in his arms, unwrapped the bath towel, and tossed it aside.
Su Ye, lying in Du Heng's arms, shrank back slightly. She then realized that Du Heng was a little different tonight than usual. At least the usual Du Heng was gentle and polite, so polite that he would never do something like throwing a bath towel on the carpet.
This action was just the beginning. What Du Heng did next made Su Ye shudder. He kissed her lips, and before she could open them, he forcefully forced his way in. Su Ye was panting, and her small hands helplessly grabbed his arm, trying to make him slow down. But Du Heng didn't stop. His domineering tongue teased, intertwined, and sucked between her lips and teeth without restraint.
Su Ye's cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with panic. She tried to break free from him, but Du Heng's arms were like iron, tightly holding the petite and soft Su Ye within them, making it impossible for her to move. Helplessly, she tilted her face back, but Du Heng's large hands held her head firmly behind her. She tried to dodge him, but he moved closer. She hid in his palm, where she was kissed and trembled repeatedly.
Su Ye began to sob. She didn't understand what was wrong with Du Heng. Her mind was a mess. Could it be that he knew about what happened during the day? Could it be that he knew about Shi Lei?
Du Heng's lips moved domineeringly, but his eyes were fixed on Su Ye's eyes. When he saw Su Ye's confused and frightened expression, his eyes darkened, and then he released his lips and relaxed his grip.
Su Ye was finally released and gasped for breath. Just as she was about to sit up, Du Heng suddenly pressed down on her again, parted his lips slightly, and kissed her hard on the lips.
Su Ye let out a pitiful whimper, "Ouch, that hurts!"
Du Heng looked at Su Ye's ravaged lips, a look of satisfaction appearing in his eyes. He still held Su Ye's head with one hand, while his other hand gently rubbed Su Ye's cheek with his slightly calloused thumb. He lowered his voice and whispered in her ear, "Be good, I won't bully you anymore."
Su Ye struggled in dissatisfaction. He spoke sweetly, but he had clearly already bullied her.
Just then, Du Heng leaned down again, and Su Ye flinched, not wanting it to happen again. But this time, Du Heng's kiss didn't reach her lips; instead, it landed directly on Su Ye's neck.
An elegant, fair neck, flawless skin, youthful and supple to the touch—Du Heng's kiss landed heavily, leaving a striking hickey.
Su Ye raised her hand to refuse, saying, "This isn't how it is. It wasn't like this before. Du Heng would never treat me like this."
With tears in her eyes, Su Ye thought aggrievedly, "Du Heng has always been gentle and kind to me. He would never hurt me."
But Du Heng ignored Su Ye's tearful eyes. His lips traveled down her slender neck to her small, full, round nipple. He pinched her nipple between two fingers, teasing it gently, and then held it in his mouth, sucking it slowly as if savoring a fine delicacy.
Su Ye was startled again. She tilted her head back, her lips, red from being ravaged, parted slightly, and her bewildered eyes were filled with tears. Du Heng continued his domineering and composed actions with his fingers and lips. Su Ye gasped and groaned in protest, "No more, I don't like this."
Du Heng's hands remained calm, but his breathing was already unsteady. Hearing Su Ye's words, a dark glint flashed in his eyes, and he said in a low, hoarse voice, "What can I do? I just happen to like it this way."
Du Heng carefully gathered all of Su Ye's hair to one side, then turned over and pinned Su Ye down.
Su Ye felt increasingly uncomfortable with the weight on her body, kicking her legs wildly: "You're acting so strange today, I don't want to..."
Du Heng pretended not to hear what Su Ye said. He used his legs to firmly hold Su Ye's legs in place and continued his tongue journey.
This was an unbearable torment. She had grown up nourished by the golden nectar of the gods. She was beautiful and delicate. She had always been cherished by Du Heng. Even when they made love, even on their wedding night, Du Heng was always careful, restrained and composed, and would never let her suffer the slightest harm.
His hot, domineering lips slid across her delicate, flower-like skin, leaving countless kiss marks and stirring waves of heat and trembling within Su Ye. Finally, Du Heng reached Su Ye's most sensitive spot. Su Ye was at a loss, gripping Du Heng's shoulders tightly, her nails almost digging into his firm muscles.
Su Ye hurriedly shook her head, her voice trembling with tears, and said, "I don't want to!"
To everyone's surprise, Du Heng gritted his teeth and said, "I can't refuse." His tone was firm and left no room for argument.
He lowered his head and parted the desolate, fragrant grass.
When his burning lips touched her private parts, she let out a soft "ah," her slender neck involuntarily tilting back, her long, black, lustrous hair swaying and scattering onto the pale purple cotton sheets.
Su Ye's body remained swaying like duckweed, gently trembling with Du Heng's movements below. She could only helplessly grip Du Heng's firm, unshakeable shoulders with both hands. Su Ye felt shame and helplessness; she could feel the fluid flowing from her lower body. She furrowed her delicate eyebrows, biting her lower lip with her clean, white teeth until it bled. Yet, soft, suppressed gasps still escaped her lips, caused by the man's lips and tongue below, seemingly maliciously teasing and greedily sucking.
She didn't know how much time had passed, so long that Su Ye thought this torment would never end, when Du Heng finally stopped his tongue and leaned down to gaze at Su Ye, who was pinned beneath him.
The nineteen-year-old girl was as pure as a snow lotus on the Tianshan Mountains, but now her delicate cheeks were flushed with such an alluring blush, and her tender lips were like petals that had been through a storm. Her eyes were half-open, half-closed, a blend of innocence and allure.
Du Heng's Adam's apple bobbed, and his eyes grew even darker.
Su Ye thought he was finally going to let her go and was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when she suddenly felt a hot, hard object pressing against her wet, soft spot. Her body trembled, her heart tightened, and she looked up in alarm, her eyelashes trembling with uncontrollable fear.
In the past, Du Heng would have felt sorry for her and comforted her with gentle words. But today, Du Heng was different. He simply pressed down on Su Ye with his hand and then forcefully lowered his waist. The entrance had already turned into a puddle of soft mud due to the flowing water, and his hard member naturally pierced through the ice and jade, penetrating deep inside.
Su Ye gasped, closed her eyes, and silently endured the sensation of that enormous object entering her body.
Once Du Heng entered, he began to move rhythmically. At first, it was gentle, but the movements gradually quickened and deepened, until Su Ye could no longer suppress a soft moan, and until her brows furrowed even more tightly. Her slender shoulders and waist swayed back and forth on the pale purple pillow with the immense force of the thrusts, like a willow battered by a storm. Her long, flowing hair, already disheveled, rippled in alluring arcs, yet it revealed a strength and power the man beneath her had never possessed before.
"Du Heng...you...what's wrong with you...sob..." Su Ye's tears flowed down her face. She had never been treated like this before. She was even scared. The Du Heng she knew was clearly not the one she was familiar with.
The only response Su Ye received was heavy breathing. Du Heng's movements did not stop; he continued to possess her fiercely, his dark eyes unfathomable as he stared intently at his disheveled and alluring wife beneath him.
Su Ye closed her eyes, raised her slender, fair arms, and wrapped them around the man's broad shoulders and back.
When Du Heng was on top of Su Ye, his sprinting body paused for a moment, but then he began to thrust and churn inside her with even rougher movements.
This frail little woman was his. His actions were full of possessiveness, declaring his sovereignty over her body, and there was even a hint of panic in his movements.
When Su Ye's long hair was already disheveled, when the pillow had long been knocked to the ground, and when the high-quality bed board was creaking, the woman's soft moans mixed with the man's heavy breathing echoed in the room, along with the sounds of splashing water and impacts that aroused endless imagination.
Suddenly, Du Heng picked up Su Ye from beneath him, spread her legs and placed them on his shoulders, then held Su Ye's slender waist and began his final thrust.
Those two long, slender legs trembled uncontrollably on the man's shoulders. Finally, Du Heng let out a low growl and, with one last effort, buried himself deep inside Su Ye's body.
Su Ye felt a surge of heat within her body, and then suddenly it felt as if something was exploding inside her, just like the fireworks she used to play with in the garden when she was a child, filling the sky and the ground, blooming unrestrainedly.
Su Ye cried softly, tears streaming down her face as she vaguely felt the tremors and chills emanating from her body.
She felt as if Du Heng had turned her body into a puddle of soft mud, so soft that it no longer felt like her own.

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