The CEO's Substitute Ex-Wife
Chapter 220: A Desperate Plea

Chapter 220: A Desperate Plea

Chen Xueru nervously recoiled from the foreign sensation within her, shaking her head fearfully. "No, Tang Shuwen, please, no... Let me go."

She didn’t want to do this with him.

Not at all.

Tang Shuwen gently probed her lower body, muffling her whimpers with his kiss. Perhaps it had been a while since he had been with a woman, or perhaps it was because of her—it didn’t matter. What mattered was that he truly wanted her tonight.

"Chen Xueru, we are husband and wife. This is a marital obligation," he said, kissing her lips. His hot, wet kisses trailed downwards, encompassing the pink tip of her breast.

Chen Xueru tightly gripped the bedsheet beneath her. Marital obligation...

The memory of that night made her body stiffen once again. Tang Shuwen stopped, his eyes meeting hers directly. "You demand loyalty from me towards you and our child, and you must also satisfy my desires. That’s fair. You can’t demand my loyalty while forcing me into a sexless marriage. Don’t resist me, Xueru. Last time was my fault; I apologize. It won’t happen this time. I will be gentle."

His gaze was intense, his dark, deep eyes seemingly ablaze. Her body felt like it was catching fire, growing hotter and hotter, yet also more and more nervous. Did Tang Shuwen truly feel something for her body?

Even if he didn’t love her, did he still feel something for her body?

His hand moved towards her inner thigh again. Chen Xueru gripped his wrist. "Can’t you wait a little longer? I..."

"No. Since we’ve been sharing a bed, have I touched a single hair on you? I’ve given you so much time. You should be ready by now. Forget about what happened last time; I’ll make you forget." Tang Shuwen said. A sexless marriage was a torment, whether for a woman or a man. He didn’t know what his true feelings were for Chen Xueru, but she was the woman he could legitimately embrace. Why leave her untouched?

"We’re getting married tomorrow..."

"Don’t worry, I know my limits. Just once will be enough; I won’t make you too tired," Tang Shuwen said, taking her silence as consent. He removed his clothes. Chen Xueru hadn’t expected to be doing this with Tang Shuwen under such circumstances. For her, it felt incredibly pressured.

He engaged in foreplay patiently for a long time until her internal passages were slightly moist. This time, he was indeed patient and very gentle, a complete change from his previous roughness. Chen Xueru knew she couldn’t avoid it and tried very hard to relax herself and accept him. But the more she tried to relax, the more nervous she became. Tang Shuwen pulled her hand to his lower body, asking in a low, husky voice, "Do the length, width, and height meet international standards?"

Chen Xueru was utterly furious. She truly regretted her momentary slip of the tongue. Wen Nuan’s words really shouldn’t have been repeated.

She frantically tried to withdraw her hand, but Tang Shuwen wouldn’t allow it, letting her hand grasp his pride, sliding it up and down, circling it, as if truly wanting Chen Xueru to feel whether its length, width, and height met international standards.

She was utterly mortified, her heart pounding like thunder. This man had such a twisted sense of humor.

It was just one sentence! Did he have to be so serious about it?

"Tell me, does it meet the standard?"

Chen Xueru: "..."

How would she know what the international standard was? But from the size she was touching, it seemed... quite substantial. It might even exceed the standard, she thought. Bah, bah, bah, what was she thinking?

"Enough, don’t you dare..."

"Oh, so it’s ’enough’ already? You should’ve said so earlier," Tang Shuwen deliberately misinterpreted her words. Chen Xueru’s face flushed even more. He cupped her buttocks, slowly entering her.

Chen Xueru gritted her teeth, enduring the discomfort and swelling. She was too nervous, unable to fully accommodate him. Tang Shuwen also didn’t want to force it or cause her pain. This act was meant to be beautiful. This time, he had to make it up to her.

His fingers skillfully twisted, teased, and kneaded her clitoris, stimulating her to secrete more arousal fluid for lubrication. Chen Xueru couldn’t resist Tang Shuwen’s masterful technique, and he finally managed to penetrate her fully as he wished.

He didn’t move much, resisting the urge to thrust, lowering his body and kissing her lips to prevent her from biting herself. "Does it hurt a lot?"

Chen Xueru shook her head, unsure what to say. Tang Shuwen saw her pained expression and dared not move further, simply continuing to kiss her lips and gently caress her body.

It didn’t really hurt much.

It was just his question that made her feel so wronged.

In the past, when she was with Gu Rui, he never cared if she was in pain. Even the first time, he only cared about his own pleasure. That feeling was very unpleasant. She had always been somewhat frigid in this regard, never accommodating him. Gu Rui always satisfied himself, and she just passively endured. She basically never climaxed. She never understood what "climax" felt like from books. She just wanted it not to hurt. Many times, she just quietly cooperated, not uttering a sound, even stubbornly biting her lip when Gu Rui wanted to hear her voice.

She was somewhat disgusted by the act.

Gu Rui often said she was frigid and didn’t maintain interest in her for long. She herself tried to pretend to feel something to accommodate him, but she could never manage it.

Later came Tang Shuwen’s two rapes, which made her feel even worse. In her impression, such acts were truly men indulging their beastly desires, completely disregarding a woman’s feelings, and they hurt a lot... and no one had ever cared whether she was in pain.

Chen Xueru’s eyes inexplicably welled up, unsure why she wanted to cry. Actually, it didn’t really hurt; it was just hot and swollen. But she really wanted to cry. She only felt wronged.

Tang Shuwen withdrew from her body and embraced her, somewhat clumsily patting her shoulder. "Good girl, don’t cry. We won’t do it."

He had been through many battles, conquering countless women. When had he ever felt so frustrated wanting a woman? But this person was Chen Xueru, and miraculously, Tang Shuwen had no temper. He suppressed his desire to vent and gently coaxed her, holding her shoulder.

Tang Shuwen was inherently a gentle man. All his cold, cruel aspects were never revealed in front of his family. When he genuinely cared for someone, he was very tender and considerate.

He could also somewhat sense that Chen Xueru disliked this act, that she disliked him, disliked his touch? Perhaps the previous two encounters had left too terrible an impression on her.

"Good girl, don’t cry. I won’t touch you, okay?" Tang Shuwen said, reaching out to wipe away her tears. She hadn’t cried that night, enduring such rough actions beneath him.