Are You Angry with Me?
Are You Angry with Me?
"Did you get what I asked of you?" Yanmei confirmed with Yeona as soon as she returned to the office.
Yeona nodded and said, "definitely, boss. Exactly as you have requested." After handing Yanmei the bag, she and added, "Good luck, boss."
"Do you think it will work?" Yanmei asked while throwing a worried look.
Yeona giggled and said, "Oh, absolutely Ms. Yanmei. It will definitely work. If it doesn't work, I will quit my job outright."
The two were in a serious conversation inside Yanmei's office. As soon as Yanmei returned from the hospital, she asked Yeona to buy her an angry-soothing prop that will help reduce Anton's annoyance.
Yanmei knew it would only be a matter of time before her man would learn of her visit to the hospital. Iseul could never keep such vital information from his boss.
Anton and Yanmei momentarily lived at the Yeongs' mansion while there was an uncertain enemy prowling around them. Just when they had a momentary peace, trouble was finding them once more.
To her dismay, Anton did not return home that Friday evening. She was told by Iseul that he left for the gun factories and will rest in the underground base.
On a Saturday morning, she received a call from one of the Yeongs' security, telling her that Anton had already arrived, and he was seemingly in a frenzy. She had told them last night to warn her of her man's arrival, regardless of what time.
Even if it was still six in the morning, she rushed to take a bath, and when she was about ready, she heard a man's thumping footsteps on the floor.
"Yanmei! Yanmei!" Anton called her name loudly while banging his fist against the bathroom door. Yanmei could already tell the reason for his displeasure.
She bit her lip as she was drying herself with a towel and said, "I'm taking a bath! I'll be with you soon!"
The sound of the throbbing door became louder than it was before, but she ignored him. Even in her nervous state. She took the time to dry her hair and got into her prop. Only then did she yell, "Step back, Yeong! I'm coming out!"
She first slowly opened the door and saw his undeniable glare, ready to pierce through her body. Her brows were raised as she pursed her lips. "Are you angry with me?"
"WHAT - DO - you think?" He asked with a touch of obvious sarcasm. "Why did you go to Haneul despite my disapproval?"
Then, without warning, she swung the door open to reveal her sexiness. She brushed her hair with her fingers before biting her lip and placing both her hands on her waist. "Are - you - still - angry with me?"
Anton's upper lip curved up, unsure of how he was to approach the sight of his woman, wearing a carelessly cut t-shirt top that hung loosely against her breast, her nipples pointing firmly through the very thin layer of cloth.
Her top was purposely cut on the sides, making a small strap that barely held on to her shoulders. Just a few centimeters shy from the base of her breast, the shirt was also cut all the way through, revealing her slender waist down to her pelvic zone.
That was the top. Below was… another story.
Yanmei wore a black butterfly g-string that wonderfully opened to her nicely waxed pubic area.
Anton's eyes squinted at the sight of her pinkish folds taking a peak from the beautifully crafted lace thong underwear.
Getting a boner was an understatement. Anton felt his hair stood up, especially after Yanmei turned her back to expose her two-round flesh, with only a string in between her ass and another string on her hips, holding the underwear together.
Like a lingerie model, Yanmei raised one of her legs while looking seductively at Anton. She bit her lip again and asked, "Are you still... angry with me?"
From that point on, droplets of sweat began to form on Anton's head.
Yanmei then traced her legs with both her hands, slowly gliding them from her thighs, up to her silky smooth behind. Her hands resumed to soar up her waist and then cupping her breasts from under the thin layer of torn shirt.
Letting out a seductive sigh, she asked, "Could you really dare to be angry with me?"
Anton's eyes tightened, but he started taking off his shirt and watched Yanmei lazily walk towards the bed. There were still pending matters pertaining to an unknown enemy, but what can he do when he was easily tempted by his woman?
Yanmei crawled up the bed, settling at the edge, just a meter in front of him. She purposely flaunted her behind at him. She lowered her body, and her elbows rested on the mattress. Her slender face turned to Anton and asked, "Am… I already forgiven?"
His mouth twitched. His head tilted just before he said, "Since when have you become so cunning?"
"Hmmmm." She acted a moan, hoping to further dissolve his anger. "I - I wasn't really being cunning. I dreamt of you… pounding me last night… and thought I'd dress the part to make it… real."
She felt herself blushing, after getting the courage of talking dirty.
His coat was down on the floor, and so was his shirt. He was already unbuckling his belt as he said, "When I'm done with you… You are going to get punished for seeing Haneul in the hospital."
She pouted her lips as she turned to face the mattress. "I was only hoping to help the clear matters. I'm sorry, Yeong. Will you forgive me?"
His pants came off and so did his boxers.
Yanmei glanced to his direction again, while still in the same position, showing off her behind and her enticing rose. She perfectly saw his manhood firmly giving a salute. She thanked her god, realizing she had done the right approach. She can only hope that after getting banged, Anton's irritation had reduced by at least 50%.
Seeing him walk towards her, she gasped. The second she felt his breath against her skin, she softly moaned.
Anton was utterly upset with Yanmei. However, his brother needed more attention. It required to release. He silently told himself, 'for now, health is more important.'
Going down on one knee, butt naked, he grasped Yanmei's smooth behind. He kissed each one before leaving a good teeth mark on them. His action made his woman slightly groan in pain.
He naturally tasted her and was pleased to savor a unique scent. He pulled away to ask, "What's this?"
"Aaaah… Hmmm.. Lemon Verbana wash," she said. She moaned endlessly as Anton hungrily ate her. She could not help but twitched her hips while he was stimulating her entrance.
Anton did not hold back to devour Yanmei's folds. He was already used to her aroma, but this new wash was utterly inviting to him.
It did not take long for love juice to come out. When he was satisfied seeing her natural lube, he got up, ready to enter. Leaning forward, he first grasped her breasts from under the torn and thin shirt. His hands fully covered them as he kissed her back and her neck.
Yanmei turned to her back, and she met his lips. As they kissed, Yanmei felt his rod rubbing in between her two-round flesh. She had a feel of his hardness and all the more; it added to the excitement of her abdomen.
After biting on her lips thoroughly, Anton stood up, first appreciating the sight of that butterfly thong which had a convenient opening to her rose. After getting a glimpse of her folds, he placed his hands around her small waist. He then let his long and thick shaft glide up and down onto her ass, before concentrating his erection in the direction of her wet entrance.
As soon as he soaked himself with her juice, slowly moving inside her, they both cried in satisfaction.
"Hmmmmm… It's so." She bit her lip and continued in silence. 'Big! Big!'
"Aaaah…. Fuck... So good."
Anton then shoved his stick with vigor, making Yanmei moan even louder. He began to pound on her, slamming his pelvic area to her ass.
As he moved back and forth into her entrance, Anton's hands groped Yanmei senselessly, grasping her every fold and skin while frequently moving forward to squeeze her breasts.
After nearly half an hour of getting pounced, Yanmei was flipped over to lie on her back. Only then did Anton tear off completely her rugged t-shirt and moving her upward to the bed.
As he spread her legs, he said, "I have decided on your punishment."
"What?" She asked while gasping.
"I"m going to fuck you hard and you are going to be grounded until further notice," he revealed.
Yanmei flushed and asked herself, 'Is there any harder than what she had experienced before?'
It took only a few seconds to prove Anton's point as he pumped in and out of her hard. After getting a good rhythm, he crawled forward on a plank and covered her lips as he thrust his rod inside of her.
Yanmei eagerly kissed him back, even with her brows drawn together. She felt both the powerful thrust and the pleasure that came along with it.
After minutes into their love-making, Yanmei could no longer count the number of times she came. All she could do as released was moan relentlessly and squirm beneath him.
When Anton was ready to come, he pulled out, rubbing firmly his tick against her peach, his fluid was sent flying into Yanmei's belly.
"Aaaahh... Fuck.! Fuck! Aaaaah." Cries of pleasure escaped Anton's lips and after catching his breath, he lay next to her and said, "You are grounded. Period."
Yanmei turned to him, putting her leg against his hips. She pecked on his cheek and said, "I'm sorry. I did it because I love you."