362: 7.52 Let Them Hear [M]

7.52 Let Them Hear [M]

Kaede sounded uncertain. "Should I retreat for now…? But Boss, our men have all gathered outside. This is our one and only chance to—"0

Kaede's voice drifted into his left ear whereas his right ear echoed with Lu Yizhou's grunt of pain due to the attack on his side. Nonetheless, his arms around Moshe didn't budge even a bit!

"Can't…" he whispered pitifully. Instead, he used his whole body to crowd Moshe against the wall, letting his throbbing cock slip between Moshe's thighs that were still damp with cum and sweat. Then he began to rock his hips, frantic and uncoordinated. "Every second without you is a torture. Please…" His head dropped to Moshe's neck, sucking and licking in desperation. "Please don't leave me again…"

Moshe gritted his teeth as his upper body was pressed against the solid wall with a crushing force. Such a humiliating position… so vulnerable and mortifying… Without a doubt, Lu Yizhou was the only one who could test his bottom line again and again and live to tell the tale!

"Hello, Boss?" Kaede's voice startled Moshe out of his reverie and he subconsciously squeezed his legs tighter, eliciting a deep growl from the insatiable beast behind him. "Did you just say something…? Your voice isn't too clear here."

Moshe banged his forehead to the wall and bit his lips hard when Lu Yizhou suddenly hoisted his hips up whilst using his other palm on Moshe's nape to press him down. This fucker…! Who did he think he was dealing with?!

Moshe's grip on the phone handle turned impossibly tighter, knuckles turning white while the other hand was preoccupied with preventing his body from being pressed flat to the wall. He had only wanted to fight back — and this time there would be no mercy — when Lu Yizhou suddenly pulled on one of his asscheeks to bare his wet hole… and then the cock squeezed around Moshe's thighs pulled out only to slide up to catch on his rim…

Air was punched out of Moshe's lungs as his eyes flew wide in incredulity. This bastard… he–he wanted to…

"If you dare…" Moshe started to growl as he sensed the thick head of Lu Yizhou's cock positioning right on his entrance. "I will—uhhk!" Lu Yizhou shoved two fingers into his mouth and at the same time, pushed himself inside and bottomed out in a single shove. 

Moshe's eyes widened to the maximum and his breathing stuttered to a halt, his spine tingling from the sheer pleasure that quaked through his body from head to toe. His knees buckled and if not for the body that was pressing him against the wall — and the arm around his waist — he would have slumped to the ground. Drool gathered around his mouth, drenching Lu Yizhou's fingers within and dribbling past his lips. Subconsciously, Moshe closed his lips and sucked, keening.

Lu Yizhou drew out a long, satisfied groan and draped himself over Moshe's back, the movement tugging Moshe's hips higher. As a result, Moshe was forced to go on his tiptoes, trembling, otherwise the pressure of Lu Yizhou's cock inside him was going to make him go crazy!

"What will you do?" Lu Yizhou rasped hoarsely. His searing temperature, warm breath, tantalizing scent and low, baritone voice flooded Moshe's entire senses, sending him spiraling in the storm of lust that he forgot he was still holding the phone to his ear. 

Slowly Lu Yizhou began to roll his hips and Moshe let out a muffled gasp. "You're… ugh, you're tighter than before. Tell me, Master, do you like it when others can hear you…?"

Moshe wrenched the phone handle away from him as if it scalded him. With his mouth muffled by Lu Yizhou's fingers, he shook his head again and again. He turned sideways to offer Lu Yizhou a glare but instead, his heart skipped a beat at the sight of the wicked curl on the corner of Lu Yizhou's lips. 

Under the dim light, his silver eyes glowed almost eerily in a strange, predatory light and his bare chest was glistening with sweat all over, littered with fresh bruises, hickeys and teeth marks that he had just put there. The sight was so alluring that Moshe's brain drew blank. All of a sudden, he forgot what he was going to say…   

Realizing where Moshe's eyes were transfixed, Lu Yizhou deliberately dragged his tongue over his bottom lip, so slowly, making sure that Moshe's eyes were following him. He then raked his fingers through his sweat-dampened hair, baring his collared neck as well as all of the marks Moshe had put on him with an almost proud look… Somehow the ordinary motion made him look so domineering that drool gathered inside Moshe's mouth, almost dripping out if he didn't click his jaws shut in the nick of time! 

When Moshe was spellbound, Lu Yizhou slammed his palm on the wall on either side of Moshe's head and bent down to sniff his nape like an animal in heat. Moshe's breath hitched on his throat because he could feel that Lu Yizhou was, for some reason, getting even more bigger inside him. This bastard…! Moshe eyed the intercom and reached out intending to cut the connection, except Lu Yizhou had caught his wrist squarely and twisted it behind his back before he could do so.

If Moshe's glare was tangible, then Lu Yizhou's body would be full of holes right now. He growled deep in his throat for warning. Instead of being intimidated, Lu Yizhou merely nuzzled his nose below Moshe's jaw, earning him another bout of shudders. "Let them hear..." He persuaded with a tone so soft and bewitching that Moshe fell into a daze for a split second. "Let everyone hear you, Master. Then they will know that you are mine… just like how I belong to you." 

Without any warning, Lu Yizhou began to ram into him. So violent and intense he was that Moshe could do nothing but focus on keeping his voice down. 

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