Chapter 9 The Bed
In the study, I sat cross-legged in his office chair, completely absorbed in the game.
Ji Chengzhou had to settle for a stool, reading files beside me.
He was practically leaning on me.
His desk was huge. Why did he need to be this close?
He was warm. Too warm.
He used to hate when I touched him—like he thought my stupidity was contagious.
Was he feeling insecure?
If I were in his place, finding out I wasn’t my parents’ real son, I’d be a mess.
He’d always kept things bottled up. Never talked to the family.
Maybe he’d been pretending to be fine. That’s why he asked me to stay.
Fine. If he wanted to be close, I’d let him.
But when it was time to sleep, wanting to share a bed was too much.
“You’re telling me your two-hundred-square-meter penthouse has only one bed?”
Seriously?
“I used to go home most nights. I barely stayed here. The other rooms were useless. Why buy extra beds?”
“We’ve shared before. What’s the problem?”
That was years ago. Elementary school.
The master bed was massive—over two meters wide. Plenty of room for two grown men.
Fine. We’d share.
After my shower, the bedroom lights were off.
Ji Chengzhou already asleep?
Small lights lined the bed frame. I followed them and climbed in on the other side.
The next second, I jolted upright. “Ji Chengzhou, why are you naked?”
“I run hot. Strong desires, strong energy.”
I stared.
Was that even human speech?
No man admits another is stronger. I shot back, “How do you know you’re strong? You’ve never had a girlfriend. What if it’s all looks and no substance?”
Except for business trips, he always came home at night. Didn’t seem like he dated.
Mom and Dad used to worry he worked so hard he forgot how to live.
Ji Chengzhou raised a brow. “Don’t believe me? Want to test it?”
Test your ass. He was acting like a bratty kid again.
Annoyed, I straddled him and grabbed a pillow to smack him.
The pillow hit something, and the bed started undulating like waves.
This bed had functions.
I couldn’t miss the chance to tease. “Didn’t you say you were strong? Already needing toys at your age?”
Before I finished, Ji Chengzhou flipped me over and pinned me beneath him.
With every wave, my body rubbed against his uncontrollably.
“You… get off.”
Shit. Only now did I realize how bad this position was.
In the dark, his breathing grew heavier.
Louder and louder. My ears burned.
Instead of getting up, he pressed his full weight down and slid a hand lower. “Don’t believe me? Let’s compare.”
We pleasured each other with our hands until I was raw and spent.