My Obsession 20 F*Ck! I Am Pathetic!

The dream felt so real, and he could not believe that he was dreaming. w.a.n.g Yi-An came in and smiled at him, "President Yang, I'm done with the ill.u.s.trations!"

This dream, is it indeed a dream? No, she is right there in front of him. Is it a déjà vu? Was this the day that she had started? Yang Tian-Xu can only question himself; the dream felt so substantial, maybe it was so real that, this might not be a dream?

Now that she had completed the task, and the clients were indeed satisfied, she came into his office to tell him the good news. After longing for her for many days, this time. He couldn't hold it in any longer and pulled her into his embrace. There were countless times when he wanted to keep her; kiss her, or was he even able to?

However, this time in his dream. He could hold w.a.n.g Yi-An in his arms. He places his hands around her waist, and slowly with one hand; he holds on to her chin and leans in for his kiss.

He wanted it to be as pa.s.sionate as possible. He rolled his tongue around and began to suckle w.a.n.g Yi-An's tongue. He wants to bite down hard, but no. He was gentle, sweet, yet pa.s.sionate at the same time.

Her breathing was heavy. She tried to push Yang Tian-Xu away as she told him, "No president, we can't." She tries to catch her breath as he continues to move his kisses down her neck. She was sensitive, so she moaned every time he touches her. He whispered in her ears and said, "I want you."

Her knees become weak, as her face flushes and she could no longer stand anymore. They slid down to the floor, and Yang Tian-Xu lays on top of her, kissing every inch of her body as he feels her up. Slowly, as he lurked his hand down into her pants; and just as when his hand almost reaches into the inside of her pants. She held onto his hand, "No! Don't President, and we shouldn't be doing this!" She cried.

However, he wanted her. He wants her now. He forced her hands down, untied his tie. He used it to tie her hands down. She struggles as she tries to break free. But how could he let her go? He pinned her down beneath him. He kissed her lips, and fondles her breast, then slowly reaching into her surfaces. He messed up her clothing and exposed her smooth, soft skins.

w.a.n.g Yi-An could only struggle, but she could never break free from his imprisonment. She cries for him to stop, but he chooses to ignore it. He was unable to control his body. His obsession with her had reached to this point. He could no longer stop himself.

He scrambles to get his pants undone with one hand. w.a.n.g Yi-An cry out, "President Yang, please!" She struggles again, and again, but he was just too strong for her. His eyes were looking at her body as he removes bits of her clothes off. Then finally, he pulls off her pantie.

Disregarding her endless cries for help. Yang Tian-Xu was ready to insert himself inside her, and his roughness towards her made her cried out, "President Yang, don't!" She cried as she continues her useless struggles to break free.

But he still did it anyway! Yang Tian-Xu ram himself hard and deep inside her when he entered. He thrust inside her for the first time. He penetrated her deeply; his movement was quick. He moved inside her continuously, and he was extremely rough. As Yang Tian-Xu trusted her from the inside, he kissed her lips violently, biting down on her lips, as he continues to thrust her deep. The room filled with their moans.

When he finally stops his kisses for a breath of air, she cried out, "President Yang! Please don't! It hurts!" He finally looked at her face, and not her body. He saw the tears in her eyes and froze. w.a.n.g Yi-An's tears had made his heart aches painfully; it was like an awakening to his dream. He suddenly was woken up, and exclaimed, "s.h.i.+t!"

Yang Tian-Xu woke up, and he couldn't believe himself, "How could I have made her cry in my dream!!!" He hates at himself, as he shouted. He was frustrated, angry at himself "f.u.c.k! I am pathetic!" Yang Tian-Xu hated how he had raped her in his dream. Even though it was an illusion, however; Dreams are your hidden desire is it not?

Yang Tian-Xu's beautiful fit body covered with sweat, and sure enough, he was still erect. He needed to cool himself down. He took off his sweat-soaked T-s.h.i.+rt, and glance over at the clock and saw the time; 8:32 AM."

The Yang Family's housemaids all start work at 6:00 AM, so he picked up the intercom phone near his bed and made a call to the on-duty-housemaid. "Can you bring me a bucket of ice water?" He requested.

"Yes, I will be right up now." A minute later the housemaid knocked on his door.

"Come in." He told the maid. Then the maid opened up the door and walked in with a bucket filled with ice water. It was heavy, so she carried it with both hands. The housemaid saw him, and thought he looked dazzlingly good-looking, she blushes at the sight of Yang Tian-Xu's naked top body.

"Just leave it there, and you may go." He commands, he was still erect from under the sheets, so he waited until the maid leaves. The maid replied, "Yes young master," and closed the door from behind her as she left.

Yang Tian-Xu got up with the sheets wrapped around his waist and went to grasp the bucket. He was strong, so he only needed one hand to hold the bucket. He rushed to the washroom in his room, and removed the sheets off, and hopped in the shower.

Once he got into the shower, he gave himself a moment. He held the bucket up above his head. He breathed out slowly, and he counted. "1, 2…3!" And on three he dumped the entire bucket over his head.

"Ah! f.u.c.k! AH f.u.c.k!" He screamed! The cold ice-water made his body trembles, but it sure helped with his erection.