Chương 33: Incense

***Warning: If you're not comfortable with sensual scenes kindly skip***

Now that they're equally exposed, Liu Zijian slowly reached out and removed Han Meixiu's arm covering her unadorned bosom. Although she was still a bit reluctant, she let him look as she bit her lips and moved her head lower while her eyes were tightly shut.

Her hand that was suspended on air was guided to his well-toned chest seemingly telling her to touch him, too. She did it before but Liu Zijian was unconscious. Now he wanted to experience the feeling of being touched by those hands as he took his time admiring what's in front of him. The first unhindered sight would become a memory to last for a lifetime. But this would not be the last. This was only the beginning of the complex series of firsts they would share in this crucial night.

Han Meixiu normally wanted to just replicate what Liu Zijian would do. If he would touch, she would do the same. If he would hold, pinch or twist, she would just copy it but she didn't expect the reaction of her body the moment his fingertips tenderly touched her. His finger was cool but started a faint fire that slowly traveled around her body. She shivered and her hand was slightly curled as she felt the passion starting to unravel itself.

The water already lost its warmth by the time they decided to enter the bathtub making their initial desire diminished a little.

Since it would take time to fill the tub again, Liu Zijian decided to skip it and carried her out of the bathroom. "The bath, later." He simply said when he felt the woman moved her head up to supposed to be asked him. His voice wasn't as calm as before, a clear indication that he's going through something.

Upon hearing his reason, her mind started to worry again and her heart, being an obedient little subordinate, started to pound excessively as if following the turbulence of her mind. 'It means…it's time…? I'm not yet ready!' She wasn't neither mentally nor emotionally prepared yet for the real deed. She wanted it to delay a little longer even just for a few minutes. As they came nearer the bed, she saw the box given by Mommy Yi.

"The incense!" She exclaimed suddenly making Liu Zijian looked at her then followed her pointing finger. Call it a 'delaying tactic' but she badly needed it to stall some time.

He slowly put her down and was about to reach the box on the end table near them when Han Meixiu took it. She was obviously faster when she's desperate.

She opened it and saw a small map with "x" marks indicating the location where the incense should be lit up. There were a total of 21 incense and 7 marks. When she was separating them by three, Liu Zijian spoke.

"We have to light them in three batches." He was informed that way. Lighting them all in one go would be too strong. As for kind of strong, he didn't know. Though he was quite skeptical about this tradition, he never had the time to validate it or didn't really want to since his dad 'confirmed' it. Those were just incense anyway. They would just add some kind of aroma in the room, or so he thought.

Those incense sticks weren't specially provided for their aromatic fragrance or to enhance the ambiance. They have special purpose. The couple would not be able to realize it until they consumed all.

She moved swiftly as she leaped from one place to another in an unhurried manner evidently taking her time. But the man who has been watching her was getting more and more impatient.

He's been suppressing his desire since earlier as he remembered his brother's word, 'Patience is a virtue. The more you are patient, the greater the reward you'll get.' But seeing her petite body moved from one place to another, gave him a kind of torture. As those smokes from the incense sticks started to rise up and filled in the big room, she became more and more alluring.

He stood up and went to Han Meixiu to give her a hug from the back making her surprised. As she felt his bare and firm chest on her back she felt an indescribable feeling of heat starting from the core of her being. She was already lighting the last one and her concentration started to waver. His action didn't help her at all; it made the fire ignited even more consuming her rationality.

Both were beginning to experience the flame of passion and desire without being aware of it.

She faced him; no longer shying away as she felt his touched seemed to comfort her. Their kisses gradually became deep and both of their hands wanted to remove the remaining clothes they have on. As they separated to uncover themselves, their breaths were in unison, both were heavy and hot.

She was carefully laid down on the bed like a delicate flower existed only to be adorned.

He was looking at her with a mixture of admiration and strong desire.

'An exquisite work of art.' He said to himself inwardly. The kind of art to be viewed privately and exclusively by him.

Her flustered face and disheveled hair paired with somewhat hazy eyes were a true epitome of seduction.

He started to kiss her. From her ear, to her neck, nape… There was no single space he missed. His kisses were soft but enough to slowly burn her with a non-existent flame. She wanted something but didn't know what it was. A soft whine came out as he went lower. She became extra sensitive.

When her both of her legs were gently separated, she abruptly opened her eyes torn between giving in and forbidding him to continue. But in her current state, the most dominant was undoubtedly the desire to give in. She clasped the bed sheet instead as she anticipated the next moment of sweet defeat.

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